I’ve had a crazy busy morning. But I wrote an update to the status of a bridge (just down the street from me) that has needed repairs for 18 months and is maybe getting them… maybe.
The executive I interviewed was dressed so much better than me.
Sorry about the gap in posts. I was dog-sitting. It didn’t go well.
I’ve been bumping this today and it’s making me feel better. I’m not a man of faith anymore, but if they played this in church I might stand and praise. I first heard this on a “How to Kill the DJ” mix by Optimo. I forgot about it for a while and then I heard it again at an LCD Soundsystem show, where the band used it as its entrance music. It got us dancing from the get-go. I’ve never been to a club. When I dance it’s at a concert or a wedding. But some songs will get me moving no matter where I am.
I bought Sun Kil Moon’s album “Benji” last week. It’s a collection of earnest, intimate songs like this one, set against plucked guitar with lines like “Micheline, Micheline, Micheline / She had dreams like anyone else.” You can’t play this music in the background. The songs and the stories they contain are too insistent. Just listen.
I wrote about this guy’s ideas for how businesses can use Google Glass. Nobody read it, but I thought he had interesting thoughts and I got to try Glass out.
Knicks' focus leading into Thursday trade deadline is upgrading at point guard. And word is a new name intrigues them: Atlanta's Jeff Teague
— Marc Stein (@ESPNSteinLine) February 17, 2014
Raymond Felton has been the worst player on the Knicks this season. He’s been the worst shooter, the most turnover-prone and the worst defender.
He’s having his worst season. And he’s 29. And he’s fat.
Felton was decent in his first season with the Knicks. He had good chemistry with Amare Stoudemire, displayed a decent touch from three and ran the team well under Mike D’Antoni.
But in the years since being traded to Denver and subsequently to Portland, he got fat, stopped shooting decently, stopped getting to the line and stopped stopping anyone, which is of course when the Knicks scooped him up. This season Felton has been badly outplayed by Pablo Prigioni, but the Argentinian is 36 and even less adept at getting to the paint.
So it makes sense that the Knicks want a point guard. (THAT JEREMY LIN GUY IS PLAYING OK, BY THE WAY.) But I’m not crazy about Jeff Teague.
He’s one of the best passers in the league. He gets to the basket, a skill the Knicks need badly.
But Teague has shot terribly and is a weak spot on defense. This season he’s regressed after making strides in his third and fourth years.
His three-point stroke in particular has fallen off a cliff and he’s lost confidence in his shot.
Teague’s contract isn’t ideal either. It runs until 2017.
The Knicks have almost no money on the books after 2015. If that situation persists (uncertain given Carmelo Anthony’s desire for a new deal after this season), it would give them the flexibility to pursue a bona-fide free agent.
I don’t think Jeff Teague makes the Knicks a contender. They should hold out for someone better or just suck it up and try to improve with the miserable roster they’ve assembled until they can rebuild in 2015.
I wrote about some new restaurants coming to the area. Everybody loves food.
I heard this randomly Sunday while trawling the Last.fm charts and Spotify. It got my head bopping at work. If you’re having a party, throw this on and please invite me. Kitsune makes a bunch of great mixes if you have more parties. Happy dancing.
I have been a loyal user for several years. I use many of your various services, from Gmail to Maps and I have no complaints about any of them—with one exception. I am writing today because of the intrusive suggestions of your autocomplete feature on Google search. I feel my privacy has been seriously violated. Below I have copied examples of some of the egregious suggestions Autocomplete has made for various searches.
For the search term “Why” Google suggest:
Why don’t you call your mother?
Why don’t you get some exercise?
Why do you continue to wear that dumb hat? You know the one.
What are you doing? Like, with your life.
What makes you think you could ever write a novel worth reading?
What look would you say you are going for with that shitkicker hat?
Here is what autocomplete suggested when I searched for the contact information of an ex-girlfriend for the purposes of returning a CD of hers that I had discovered in my apartment.
Alice Daniel is girl you went on two dates with in January, get over it.
And when I searched my own name:
Myles Ma “writer”
Myles Ma hack
Myles Ma dumb hat
As you can imagine, I am deeply troubled by these intrusive and, I must emphasize, inaccurate and unhelpful suggestions. I demand that you adjust your algorithms to account for the fact that my mother and I are on very different schedules and that my friends liked some of the short stories I’ve written recently. I am a loyal user but that may change if these issues are not addressed.
We at Google read your email with great concern. We take privacy seriously here and we assure you that we are working to address the issues you have had with Google Autocomplete. Specifically, our team is adjusting our algorithm to account for what a shitty son you are and how deluded you are about your writing ability. We believe these changes will make Google search more helpful. Unfortunately, even our most brilliant engineers cannot account for that ridiculous hat you insist on wearing. As a solution, and as an apology for the issues you’ve raised, we would like to send you a complimentary Google baseball cap. The Google Autocomplete team “suggests” you wear it. (Get it?) We hope this addresses your concerns. Please don’t hesitate to contact us if there’s anything else we can do.
The Google Autocomplete Team