Coding + Gaming + Cars = Dream Job. Seriously.
Jalopnik takes a behind-the-scenes look at the making of Forza Motorsports 3.
“We discovered early on that these people are like us — they wrench, they race, they modify cars, and they spend way too much time on the Internet. They also have an unhealthy attachment to physics, Mac and Jack’s IPA (there’s a kegerator in the lounge-chair-filled conference room), and the art of Getting Cool Stuff Right.”
Part 1: Where the Magic Happens
Globe and Mail (Report on Business) “Alfa Romeo is likely to return to North America by 2012 after a 15-year hiatus, the head of Fiat SpA, the company that makes the classic Italian sports car, said Friday.”
If the Chrysler acquisition doesn’t ruin it, I would love to upgrade to a Brera or 159 when they are finally available here!
Seth Fischer on giving your brain a needed break, or “attention restorative theory:”
When you go for a walk in, say, the woods, you’re using a more subtle “involuntary attention” when looking at things like sunsets or squirrels. When you’re in the city, you’re always avoiding that asshole bicyclist, stepping over that pile of human poo, or spending your brain power ignoring the Rottweiler barking at you in the window. Because your “direct attention” is always focused, your prefrontal cortex is always on overdrive, and you end up not being as good at things that you need “direct attention” for, like learning at school or solving problems you haven’t faced before or resolving conflict. In other words, if you don’t take some time to look at a sunset, your brain never gets a break, and that’s not good.Before you take a hike, see also: “The Cognitive Benefits of Interacting With Nature“ or the slightly less complex, “The Cognitive Benefits of Nature.”
Techno Jeep (via aparticularpath)
I can easily do this with my car too, I just don’t want to.
Me: (tries to visit a local restaurant’s website via iPhone)
Restaurant website: I require Flash. Fuck off.
Me: I just want to know how late you’re open.
Website: Nope.
Me: But I’m on my phone. Don’t you have a little “HTML Version” link up in the corner or something?
Website: I’m ignoring you.
Me: What if I’m on my phone because I’m out, looking for a place to eat? Didn’t that ever occur to you?
Website: Fuck entirely off.
Me: (gives up, switches to computer)
Website: Oh! Hi! What can I help you with today?
Me: What are your —
Website: Hang on, I’m loading the music.
Me: Really.
Website: You’ll love it. It’s “Girl from Ipanema” arranged for steel drum and keytar.
Me: No, you don’t have to —
Website: Loading…
Me: All I want is —
Website: I SAID DOT DOT DOT.
Me: (drums fingers on desk)
Website: There we go. Isn’t that nice? It’s… what’s the word. Ethnicky.
Me: What are your hours?
Website: Take a look at our menu! It’s a PDF of a screenshot of a scan of a Word document printed on a dishtowel. With fonts!
Me: I don’t care. What are your hours?
Website: Don’t worry, the menu loads in a new window so the music won’t stop. Can I show you some broken images?
Me: What. Are. Your. Hou. Rs.
Website: I… I don’t know.
Me: (goes to Denny’s)
Random stuffs from a twenty-something year old interactive developer.
