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Month: January, 2008

New Yorker Cartoon Editor

by Scott Smith

I watch a lot of Google sponsored events. I’m shocked by how bad these smart presenters present information. It’s almost like none of them have watched Larry Lessig or have paid attention to Seth Godin.

Google: For the love of all that’s right and holy in world, ship a copy of Garr Reynold’s Presentation Zen to the presenter about a month before they give their presentation.

Enough with the complaining about the bad. Let’s watch some good.

Bob Mankoff of The New Yorker:

Horsegawker.com launches

by Scott Smith

Well, the project I started shortly before my father died is now launched.


It’s a site where you can browse horses that have been uploaded and upload your own horse photos.

Madel riding Alaska

Help — Crockpot Dish

by Scott Smith

Robinson has Jump Teams (riders at the barn get together in the winter and have a competition) food duty this Saturday. The constraints are a single dish that can be kept warm in a Crockpot. The dish doesn’t have to be a dish cooked in the Crockpot, but that’s the only way we have to keep food warm in the barn. Also, the Crockpot works well to keep the food free of dust.

No chili. Everyone is tired of chili.

Post-up your suggestion in the comments.


Chicago Chicken Lady Wins First Round

by Scott Smith

"Go ahead and enact laws or set up best practices for keeping chickens. But don’t ban them outright," the Chicken Lady says.

"Chickens are good for the life of the city. My chickens get people talking to each other, talking to me. Children in the area are interested in the chickens. Elderly resident remember growing up with chickens when they were young. Chickens really are a good community builder."

What if Chickens do get outlawed?

"I guess I’ll have to get ducks," the Chicken Lady said.


I hope she gets Runner Ducks too.


Plan B: Frog Farming

by Scott Smith

BoingBoing: Frog Meat Is Delicious

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Gaiman’s Message for the New Year

by Scott Smith

Neil Gaiman’s As I was Saying

May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t to forget make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.

I look forward to this year if for no other reason than 2007 was the worse year of my life.