Microsoft HoloLens delivers ‘Star Wars’ holographic message we’ve been waiting for
now you can propose to your long-distance partner in their living room! ;D
You never realize how fuckin’ bright white is on a computer screen until you’ve had f.lux for a while, and suddenly disable it.
Do your eyes a favor: Get f.lux. It adapts your computer screen to the time of day in your area, and it puts a lot less strain on your eyes. If you do a lot of work from your computer–drawing, writing, etc.–it is a godsend. I was hesitant when someone first recommended it to me, but now I couldn’t do without it. Considering my tumblr dashboard theme, I’d probably be damn near blind by now if I didn’t have f.lux.
It also makes it less difficult to sleep after looking at your screen because it neutralizes the blue of the screen!
I have it on every screen, and the ereader on my phone. It’s amazing.
f.lux fer daaayyyyyys
if you have HUE lights it controls those too, keeps your whole entire lighting scheme in sync with your computer which further reduces eye strain
long time ago I bought this plastic Ikea clock so I could customize it (based on some Buffy-themed project AGES ago), and finally did so last year – see it here (oh god the accidental pun) – and Jake wants me to find all the symbols so we can make vectors and make it again, EVEN BETTER. it’s a really cool set of symbols
but this post started out as praise of the project and now I’m about to get excited about tech so
isn’t it wonderful that I had taken photos with my phone of what the symbols all meant (I’d written it down on paper) and then I posted a post and it had a date and I could go to my GIANT cloud storage folder that my camera automatically uploads to and sort by date and go to June 8th 2014 and find exactly the images I needed…….
wow. technology
For every advent in technology, there will be an equal and equivalent desire to fuck it.
Brandon
I named my phone Hazel-rah, after my favorite reluctant leader-rabbit, which came to me after I’d been mulling over it for a while…going, Lily, no, Lilac, no, it’s quite possibly a plant and it has an L sound in it… and it hit me right before bed, and was exactly right. names. mmm.
I swear to every heaven ever imagined,
if I hear one more dead-eyed hipster
tell me that art is dead, I will personally summon Shakespeare
from the grave so he can tell them every reason
why he wishes he were born in a time where
he could have a damn Gmail account.
The day after I taught my mother
how to send pictures over Iphone she texted
me a blurry image of our cocker spaniel ten times in a row.
Don’t you dare try to tell me that that is not beautiful.
But whatever, go ahead and choose to stay in
your backwards-hoping-all-inclusive club
while the rest of us fall in love over Skype.
Send angry letters to state representatives,
as we record the years first sunrise so
we can remember what beginning feels like when
we are inches away from the trigger.
Lock yourself away in your Antoinette castle
while eat cake and tweet to the whole universe that we did.
Hashtag you’re a pretentious ass hole.
Van Gogh would have taken 20 selflies a day.
Sylvia Plath would have texted her lovers
nothing but heart eyed emojis when she ran out of words.
Andy Warhol would have had the worlds weirdest Vine account,
and we all would have checked it every morning while we
Snap Chat our coffee orders to the people
we wish were pressed against our lips instead of lattes.
This life is spilling over with 85 year olds
rewatching JFK’s assassination and
7 year olds teaching themselves guitar over Youtube videos.
Never again do I have to be afraid of forgetting
what my fathers voice sounds like.
No longer must we sneak into our families phonebook
to look up an eating disorder hotline for our best friend.
No more must I wonder what people in Australia sound like
or how grasshoppers procreate.
I will gleefully continue to take pictures of tulips
in public parks on my cellphone
and you will continue to scoff and that is okay.
But I hope, I pray, that one day you will realize how blessed
you are to be alive in a moment where you can google search
how to say I love you in 164 different languages.
