Posts Tagged: memory

RIP Google Reader: On the merits of slow reading

I am starting to believe humans will require more processing power and storage soon. Hopefully, that urban legend / 9th grade myth that we only use 10% of our brain is correct. Maybe it’s like a video game: we have

RIP Google Reader: On the merits of slow reading

I am starting to believe humans will require more processing power and storage soon. Hopefully, that urban legend / 9th grade myth that we only use 10% of our brain is correct. Maybe it’s like a video game: we have

Childhood Memories, Photos and the Documentarian Generation

I’ve been thinking a lot about childhood lately. Perhaps it’s the change of the season, the emergence of sand pails and swing sets, the sirens and squeals of ice-cream trucks. Or perhaps it’s that I just moved out of  NY’s

Childhood Memories, Photos and the Documentarian Generation

I’ve been thinking a lot about childhood lately. Perhaps it’s the change of the season, the emergence of sand pails and swing sets, the sirens and squeals of ice-cream trucks. Or perhaps it’s that I just moved out of  NY’s

Midnight Rumblings: History, Memory & Technology

In one of his final poems, Israeli poet Yehuda Amichai explains that forgetting is a part of memory, that it takes two generations to remember, and then one more to forget (Open Closed Open). How do we measure a generation of

Midnight Rumblings: History, Memory & Technology

In one of his final poems, Israeli poet Yehuda Amichai explains that forgetting is a part of memory, that it takes two generations to remember, and then one more to forget (Open Closed Open). How do we measure a generation of

NOTES IN TRANSIT

Muddled ruminations after a whirlwind DIY weekend. AIRPORT Public restrooms depress me. The bright fluorescent bulbs that only manage to cast a dim light. A solar eclipse. The lines, the cabinets, the repetition, the scratches on the wall, the way

NOTES IN TRANSIT

Muddled ruminations after a whirlwind DIY weekend. AIRPORT Public restrooms depress me. The bright fluorescent bulbs that only manage to cast a dim light. A solar eclipse. The lines, the cabinets, the repetition, the scratches on the wall, the way

Lost in Translation

“If you can explain it simply, you don’t understand it well enough.” – Einstein This past week, I returned from a “suuuper fantastico” vacation in Barthelona (insert prolonged sigh of jealousy here).  Spain, as always, induces decadent desires for siestas,

Lost in Translation

“If you can explain it simply, you don’t understand it well enough.” – Einstein This past week, I returned from a “suuuper fantastico” vacation in Barthelona (insert prolonged sigh of jealousy here).  Spain, as always, induces decadent desires for siestas,

Convoluted Logic

I’ve always assumed humans know nothing about time. Unfortunately, I can’t seem to get myself to act accordingly.   Our egocentric world-view encourages us to believe  that time ages along a biological pathway, with birth and death constantly exchanging places in

Convoluted Logic

I’ve always assumed humans know nothing about time. Unfortunately, I can’t seem to get myself to act accordingly.   Our egocentric world-view encourages us to believe  that time ages along a biological pathway, with birth and death constantly exchanging places in