I absolutely love the entire experience of going to movie theatres: the smell of fake butter on popcorn, the plush but squeaky seats, the adorable little lights to guide your way down the aisles, the previews, and even the ridiculously high ticket prices. Nothing can
OK–advance discalimer–this is not a post about fraternity hazing. I read Haruki Murakami’s A Wild Sheep Chase a few months ago and the striking images and unsettling moods evoked by this novel have continued coming to mind ever since. Like one of the characters from
I came across an interesting intersection of the worlds of Book and Geek yesterday. Previous rants in this space have discussed in detail the cost of textbooks, and how that impacts the poor and worthy demographic of students. On the other end of the spectrum,
My afternoon has been spent trying to stop spam in Biblio.com’s forums. Stopping spam is usually a thankless job. Today it was fun. ReCAPTCHA is an interesting take on proving you are human. It displays two words from pages that could not be OCR’d. One