Mashable recently posted a list of 14 Google tools you didn’t know existed. Most of them are designed to view and filter data in different and hopefully useful ways.
We got lost for a few hours last night in the Ngram Viewer. It lets you search keywords in millions of books over the span of half a millennium, and displays the results in a graphic chart.
We created a game out of it. Try it with somebody. Taking turns, pick a word in the English language that you deem “trending” in recent years. Enter it. Observe the result. Then it’s your opponent’s turn. The person who achieves the most vertical spike in the graph wins the round. Results can be enlightening.
I had winning results with “internet”, “email”, “fuck”, “pitbull”, and “lesbian”.
Paul Walker has died. Car accident, ironically enough. He was 40. RIP
The first time I ever saw Paul was in 1986 on an episode of ‘Highway to Heaven’ with Michael Landon. He played a mentally handicapped little boy in the Special Olympics. After the boy is disowned by his biological parents, Jonathan orchestrates things with The Man Upstairs and connects the boy with a self-pitying quadriplegic lawyer and his barren wife. The threesome eventually learn how much they need each other, and they become a family. One of those sappy “count your blessings” tales that you hate to love.
The episode was a double banger, two hours long. Featured Josh Brolin as the older biological brother. It was a bit of a cult classic with me and my own brothers, inspiring countless adolescent impersonations.
It’s been quite a trip to see Paul blow up into the huge star that he became in the years that followed, and it’s rare to find somebody who remembers that classic Highway episode. Or even watched the show, for that matter.
The episode’s on YouTube in two parts. Enjoy.
A Moscow-based photographer and makeup artist created a series of portraits that play with the natural lines of their models’ faces, twisting them into strange new forms. =check it out=
I kid you not. I even have a witness. The story went something like this:
It was Saturday night, just before 1AM. M and I’d met some people down off Yucca and Cahuenga, and were taking the scenic — and safer — walk home by way of the more traversed Hollywood Boulevard. We hit Highland, and started walking back up toward the house along the west side of the street. Just the two of us. She was on my left.
A young guy came trotting up to me on my right, and began walking along with us. Purposeful, between me and the curb. =more=
Can you find it in under a minute? I spent 57 seconds looking for dinosaurs.