Me and my MOO

28 09 2008

Thanks to the awesome people at Undercurrent, I now have matching business cards.  They’re miniature MooCards with my picture on one side and my email/phone/blog information on the other – I have four different cards, each featuring one of my former Facebook default pictures.  And since I bought a cardholder/keychain, I always have the cards with me.  Now I should probably work on figuring out a smooth, non-awkward way of giving them to people.

Unnecessary novelty? Maybe. Fun and awesome? Definitely.

Unnecessary novelty? Maybe. Fun and worth it? Definitely.





A Little Thing Called “The Internet”

23 09 2008

I’ll admit that I’ve been relatively ambivalent about my courses this semester. Well I mean relative to last year, in which my interests started intersecting and overlapping so that I couldn’t help but enthusiastically articulate my Gallatin concentration.  Inching back toward academic uncertainty is disconcerting because I have less than three semesters left at NYU (I’m graduating a semester early for the sake of saving money).

But as I was becoming blase about feeling blase, I started realizing a new common thread throughout my current courses.  The internet.  A lot of my class discussions have led to the phenomenon of the internet – questions of community, the individual, representation, knowledge, generational shifts, and the total collapse of spatio-temporal limits.  So it’s the internet that is here and now (and the reason why this blog is here, now). It’s a rapidly-developing medium and, as my professor said, another Industrial Revolution.

A visualization of the internet, taken from Wikipedia.  I think I see this blog at the top left corner, yup.

A visualization of the internet, taken from Wikipedia. I think I see this blog at the top right?

The worldwideweb has basically permeated my existence – from my beloved internship at Undercurrent to my tutorial about “The Politics of Digital Media.” In my sociology class, I completely shut down the pretentious kid who was monopolizing the discussion in order to change the topic to a more interesting/relevant one – online social communities. And on a sadder note – following the recent death of an NYU student and a flood of comments to his Facebook, his self-created profile has become a digital memorial where friends have gathered as a community to mourn and remember.

No, my new concentration is not just “THE INTERNET.”  I’m more interested in the relationship between the individual/the self and the social group; the power dynamics within those relationships; if/how people represent themselves or are represented in the media; (and now) how the internet completely transforms and expands the scope of all these questions. 

Though I’m not planning on becoming the next Danah Boyd, I definitely have similar interests. I’m not sure where this digital fascination is headed but, in terms of commercial/popular use, the internet is still barely out of its teens (Yes, I just Googled “the internet” on the internet to find out when it was invented – how meta).





Twitter Revamp

22 09 2008
Click here if you're not entirely sure what Twitter is.

Click here if you're not sure what Twitter is.

I love the new Twitter layout.  The important information (the following/follower friend count) is featured more prominently and in a much cleaner design.  And the homepage displays my latest “tweet” above all my friends’ updates (i.e. I don’t have to click on my profile in order to recall what I last said).  Yay Twitter!

Before

Before

After

After





Not Gonna “Touch Your Button,” Motorola

17 09 2008

In the few months since I started this blog, Motorola somehow found my site and has lurked it enough to leave several comments. The first comment was a blatant ad for Motorola, whereas the next two actually commented on what I wrote (which I can appreciate). Curious as to why I would even be on their radar (I did blog about a phone handset once), I clicked on the link. It led me to a site for the company’s new phone – the “Rokr E8” – which I assume is supposed to be a badass version of “Rocker” (a la “Razr” and “Slvr)” but is literally SO two-years-ago.

Displayed prominently in the center of the screen, the new phone looks shiny and sleek. And (most importantly) its site seems to promise a participatory/interactive experience. But sadly, it just seems that way. All Flash, no interaction. There are buttons to the side of the page that change the Rokr’s screen display, but there’s no user control or engagement otherwise.  Basically, the site is aesthetically-pleasing but disappointingly anticlimactic overall.

Even the music player doesn’t function like a music player should. Out of several displayed song titles on the playlist, only one automatically starts up (and you can’t even choose or change it) – “Touch Your Button Carnival” by Wyclef Jean. Okay, but then it makes no sense because I can’t. touch. the buttons. on the phone.  Trust me, I tried clicking everything, but to no avail.  So no, Motorola, I will not “touch your button” because you won’t let me. Well, that and I was planning on getting a Blackberry as my next phone anyway.





Paper Penises for Women?

11 09 2008

In a transparent attempt to lighten the tone since my last post, I’ve decided to blog about this miraculous invention for females.  I discovered it today when “pmate” friended my boss on Twitter.  Their bio?  “I am a disposable cardboard device for women to use to stand up and pee without having to bare their butts to the world!  Safety, Hygiene and Dignity!”  Right, okay, so it’s a p-mate (get it? PEE-mate? to help you PEE!).  Yes, I’ve heard of brands and products joining Twitter before, but a urinary device is new.

The icon is a woman whose back is turned, holding her hands (and the p-mate) in front of her crotch.

After looking at the photos on their site , I would say that it is essentially a paper penis.  It’s designed to go under your crotch and stick out the front, so that the urine rolls down the path (gravity’s awesome!) and out onto the ground, like…if women were to have penises.  In which case, the world would be our urinal as well.

See what Im talking about?

Hahaha.

There are so many things I could say but I’ll just put them in short blurbs.  The P-mate is convenient.  And ridiculous and hilarious.  Pleasepleaseplease go to the photos on the site because they’re even more hilarious (specifically, “Avoid beasts of all kinds” and “Stand by your man!”).  And while you’re at it, please buy the P-mate mug and thong. On a less hilarious note, however, I am scared of the kind of people who will find this post via dirty, late-night Google searches.

Oh, this is so wrong.

A mug? Really?






Seven Years

11 09 2008

Since my blog is largely about New York City, I thought it was important that I write something on the seven-year anniversary of September 11th.  I’m not sure what else I could share except the vivid memory of where I was at the moment it happened.  New Jersey.  8th grade Social Studies.  Class had just started and the principal came on the loudspeaker to announce that a plane had just crashed into the World Trade Center.  Initially, I thought it was some sort of cruel joke – because, planes crashing into building didn’t make sense, right?  Right?  The teacher turned the TV on to the news and the rest of my memories of the day was just that – news.  And the same haunting images flashing on the screen for the next couple days.  And the people falling.  I remember crying that night while sitting with my dad.

Anyway, I’m running late for class and don’t have time to proofread what I just spewed onto the (web)page, agh.   Where were you on that morning?





Ninanyc.com Grows up, Moves on

6 09 2008

After a wonderful three-month relationship with my black/grey Hemingway layout, I’ve decided to switch over to a new design.  You know, it was beautiful while it lasted but Hemingway just wasn’t doing it for me anymore. I mean, how many clicks does it actually take to read each blog post? It’s like it gets off on being withholding (really awesome people can identify that quote).  But then again, “you never forget your first.”  Or so they say, anyway.

So why the change?  As Julia, my boss/social-media-extraordinaire so wisely explained, I should make this website the “hub” of my digital life.  That is, my other online profiles should be incorporated into the site and made visi(ta)ble.  So, dear readers, please bear with me while ninanyc.com takes its first steps in the grown-up blogosphere – i.e. I can’t figure out how to get a pretty Twitter widget someonehelpmeI’msoconfusedahhhhh.





Digital Memories & Minimalism

2 09 2008

Classes start tomorrow, meaning tonight is my first school night in four months. And in which case, I’m exactly where I should be – the last one awake, sitting in front of the computer and occasionally lurking Facebook, putting off sleep by watching the latest episode of Weeds with my earphones in. Though tonight I’m significantly less tired and I also (thankfully) don’t have any reading or writing to plow through yet.

After cramming an entire summer of traipsing-around-NYC-like-a-tourist-and-partying-like-it’s-1999* into these past eight days, I’ve reached the final stages of unpacking. And I cannot believe how much stuff I’ve accumulated in the two-and-a-half years I’ve been in college. I blame this pack rat habit on my sentimental tendency to bestow meaning upon (and subsequently save) everythingg. I mean, today I found the pack of cigarettes that I legally bought when I turned eighteen and never smoked; 2007 birthday cards still in their envelopes; and several cute, heart-shaped notes from my mother reminding me that she loves me.

My wall from last year - lotsss of outdated pictures that I still have but probably wont use anymore.

Maria, Emily, and I (roommates!) last year. My wall = so many pictures! Too many to keep up with/update.

Since this packing and moving process is now routine – regularly transitioning between dorm, home, and apartment every year – it has become impractical and unnecessary to hold onto everything. So I’ve decided to take a page from Max’s book and attempt some form of minimalism. I need less stuff.  Because it’s too tiring to physically take my entire past with me and because it’s entirely possible to remain sentimental/nostalgic by looking through old Facebook photos and commenting on old friends’ walls. And by reading old blog posts. Yup, the internet is my digital anti(-hoarding)drug. That, and I can access my memories on any web device without having to strap a crate of pictures/mementos to my back.

*Oh, and speaking of summer of 1999…[click that link by the asterisk.]