Noise Between Stations

Category: Dear Diary

  • Take Control

    There are four ways we die:

    a medical condition

    an accident

    murder

    suicide.

    Most of us leave it to chance.

    Maybe we should live so fiercely we kill ourselves.

  • Update!

    Have I really not updated my blog in almost a year? Apparently so. The blog quietly turned 13 years old while I’ve been doing other things, namely writing a book which is in the editing stage and should be out this Fall.

  • This Blog is Now Ten Years Old

  • New Addition to the Team

    Posts have been, and will probably continue to be, rather slow around here as I happily bond with the new member of my family, TVL.

    Thomas Vincent

    Cute, ain’t he?

  • Back in NYC

    I’m back in New York after two fantastic weeks on holiday in Europe. If you’ve written, I hope to get through all my emails this week.

    One observation I made moving through Ireland, France, and Germany was how little the Internet really assists in everyday life. Although hotels appear to be more likely to provide email access (even small hotels had a free computer in public areas) — and this proved useful to a significant percentage of those I saw — otherwise the media and tools we use are still mostly non-computer based. This isn’t necessarily a difference between the U.S. and Europe, just something I was able to see with fresh eyes as I myself abondoned the computer and mobile for two weeks.

  • Awesomeness

    I was hanging out with my peeps last week and a couple times Paul used the word awesome, as when we were talking about building tools for customers and he said, “The tools should make them feel capable of awesomeness.”

    Making people feel capable of awesomeness. That in itself is awesome. So this is my new mantra. Let’s make it awesome, and if it’s not, why the fuck isn’t it? Life is too short not to be awesome.

    Wynton Marsalis, photo credit Clay McBride

  • Talking vs. Doing and My New Project

    If there’s still anyone out there who follows this blog I’m sure you’re wondering why the post frequency has dropped off and why it consists mostly of quoting the New York Times. I’ve been busy slowly creating my latest passion, a school of continuing education called Smart Experience. I could write a lot about it, but hopefully the website explains what’s going on.

    One fun part about building a business again is the opportunity to design a business as a deep dive, rather than on a project basis as a consultant. While I have a lot of new thoughts about how that happens (and doesn’t happen), mostly I’m trying to write less and do more, so I’ll skip that for now.

  • Happy Birthday NBS

    This blog turned 8-years old on Saturday, which in person years is about 61.

  • In Vancouver

    I’m in lovely tho’ rainy Vancouver to co-teach our seminar. If you’re in the area do come by and say hello.

  • Four Things

    I usually don’t participate is such folly, but I’m feeling frivolous…

    Four jobs I’ve had:

    1. painting playgrounds
    2. building houses
    3. administering computer networks
    4. writing about music

    Four movies albums I can watch listen to over and over:

    1. Steely Dan’s Aja
    2. Death Cab For Cutie’s We Have the Facts and We’re Voting Yes
    3. Mahler’s Tenth Symphony
    4. Led Zepplin II

    Four places I’ve lived:

    1. West 23rd, between Ninth and Tenth
    2. West 25th and Seventh and Eighth
    3. West 87th between Central Park West and Columbus
    4. 28th St between Ditmars and Twenty-Third, Astoria

    Four TV shows I love:

    1. M*A*S*H
    2. The West Wing
    3. The Newsroom
    4. Connections

    Four places I’ve vacationed:

    1. Charleston
    2. Sienna
    3. Berlin
    4. Dublin

    Four of my favorite dishes:

    1. koenigsberger klops
    2. fish tacos
    3. pasta fagioli
    4. anything from Ben & Jerry’s

    Four sites I visit daily:

    1. New York Times
    2. ?
    3. ?
    4. ? …besides scanning RSS Feeds, it’s interesting that the sources I look to on a daily basis — books, the New Yorker, the Wall Street Journal — are still more satisfying offline, though I’d rather have them online.

    Four places I would rather be right now:

    1. the bathtub
    2. a sidewalk cafe
    3. cycling through the countryside
    4. with friends

  • Away to Montreal

    I’m off to Montreal for the information architecture summit and traveling incommunicado, or at least sans powerbook. If you need me, ring.

  • Victor’s upcoming events

    On February 15th I’ll be giving a presentation here in New York titled Can We Run The Company? in which I give designers instructions for taking over the world.

    On March 6th I’ll be at the IA Summit in Montreal partipating in a panel discussion on career development from management’s perspective.

    Do come and say hi.

  • Victor

    They say the fish will be the last animal to discover water. Walking down the street the other day I wondered about the meaning of my own name. Victor means winner, but in my case I was simply named after my maternal grandfather. And Lombardi, especially when I was born in 1969, was synonymous with winning because of the coach by that name (people still occasionally slip and call me Vince). This pairing never occurred to me, and now it suddenly strikes me as quite odd. I wonder if this occurred to my parents at the time, but they were probably too busy with the other four kids to give it that much thought. I’ll have to ask my father at Christmas.

  • Dreams come true

    “It’s been my life’s dream to see the parade live. Once it starts, it means the holidays are here. My other dream is to get a jet pack.“
    – NICHOLAS PERDUE, a 16-year-old at the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade.

    Clifford the Big Red Dog balloon on a New York street

  • A foray into paper publishing

    An essay I wrote in 1991, Music and Censorship, will be included in an upcoming Pearson textbook, Music and Culture. Even more surprising is my company, the likes of (beware shameless name dropping) Copland, Paglia, Quindlen, and Bloom. It is some of my better writing: though the argument is weak in sections my style hasn’t been as sharp as when the university had me pumping out an essay a week. Mostly the piece has the distinction of being rare; apparently there aren’t many rigorous looks at music censorship, at least not on the internet where this continues to get a fair amount of page views.