Comedienne in the Family

Iris was crushed when another little girl told her that she was not funny. I beg to differ.

When she was 3 years old, we took her to the Beyond Geometry exhibit at LACMA. After seeing the Robert Morris’ Hanging Slab (cloud), we encountered the untitled white box sitting on the floor. Ever the eager meteorology teacher, I said, “Sometimes the cloud sits on the ground. Do you know what we call clouds sitting on the ground? Fog.”

Not skipping a beat, she replied, “Sometimes, the white boxes on the ground are really, really long. Do you know what we call them? Sidewalks.”

Wordwatch

The topic of today's Daily Candy LA is new traffic lexicon.

Ped X-ing
v. Treating those who walk like they are second-class citizens.

Link: Nobody walks in LA

Anti-Payola

I witnessed history and I was too dumb to even know it. I worked one summer in the early eighties at a computer software company that made software to program playlists for FM radio stations. The algorithm was really hush-hush. It was a small company struggling against 2 other larger companies with competing algorithms. I have no idea who won, but FM radio is the poorer for the change from disc jockeys who played the music they loved to computer algorithms playing what was expected. Even the latter is preferable to stations playing what the studios pay them to play.

How refreshing it was to read this article today. How sad to find out the rarity of this type of station.