15 November 2005

Fashion victims make web pages too

Do you ever see someone walking down the street dressed as though they genuinely have no sense of style? The visual equivalent of a hoarse cat singing? Sometimes I laugh, sometimes I feel sympathy, sometimes both. Well, these people have as much access to computers as they do tacky retail outlets. And so they build pages and sites that really bite.

It's not just an issue of having access to top-shelf software. Just like fashion isn't about having hundreds and thousands of bucks to blow in boutiques. I shop in second hand stores and off sale racks. But I'm pretty sure it doesn't show too badly, as I apply basic style and trend knowledge. The equivalent in web design is to write your own code, adding scripts from how-to sites and advice pages when you don't have Dreamweaver, Flash or ColdFusion.

Unfortunately, not all technologically challenged web editors/authors put the puzzle pieces together. Check out some really funny (if you didn't design them that is) examples of ridiculous and horrible web design at:

Web Pages That Suck

09 November 2005

Dark-sided in Ladner

I was going to call this post "Undead in Ladner", but watching a little reality TV tonight changed my mind. Jeff and I don't normally get sucked into reality shows, but we caught Trading Spouses last week and just had to see the sequel.

This completely insane (and/or outrageously selfish and closed-minded) lady named Margaret Perrin completely lost it calling herself a "God warrior" when she got home and realized that an astrologer really had been in her very Christian home.

Not that I see the logic, but I'm starting to realize who these parents are that hate Harry Potter books. Margaret Perrin and her lot are the reason most sane Christians mumble and look at the ground when they start talking about religion.

So to celebrate Margaret's entrance into pop culture history, here are a few pics of my wholesome Halloween :)

05 November 2005

People problems

I'm taking a page from a fellow blogger's book (he'll know who he is) and opting for vague societal commentary today.

As a person who often gets accused of "not liking people" and having "very little visible emotion", I pay close attention to my interpersonal relations. I've recently noticed two behaviours that have the capacity to jolt me out of my daily gap.

First is the person who for one reason or other finds a way to be needlessly rude or insulting. A friend that suddenly treats you like vapour. A former acquaintance that slightly wrinkles her nose at seeing you again. Second is the person who latches onto others out of noticeable loneliness and visible desperation. Another passenger on the bus reaching out for a companion. A classmate more interested in finding a friend than following the lesson of the day.

I know what it's like to feel irritated at spending time with someone I have nothing to say to (out of dislike or incompatibility). And I'm familiar with the lost, helpless sense of being completely alone inside a city I don't even know how to navigate. So for the most part, I feel compassion that overwhelms offence.

Whether these types illicit frustration, anger, empathy or sadness, they highlight the larger problem of mass dissociation of individuals in contemporary society. Without sounding too sociological, it strikes me that the solution is not to figure out how to tolerate or change - case by case - people suffering from loneliness and bitterness. The ideal would be to cultivate support systems in a society to proud or afraid to talk about something as simple as unhappiness.

Clearly consumerism, drugs (legal and otherwise) and a variety of electronic entertainment has failed to remedy the void most people feel. Shopping won't make you cooler. Video games can't replace friends. Maybe my clinical way of looking at the world around me is the reason I'm so often taken for being detached and unemotional. Maybe I should have been born before people were isolated from each other by industry and technology.