Information architecture in real life

March 31st, 2010

All it takes is a serious dive into the concept of information architecture – or, for those who aren’t mired in the seemingly over-technical terms used in Web development, the organization and structure of information – to see it everywhere you turn.

It’s in the music I’ve compulsively organized on iTunes, in the lists I periodically release on the world, in the books I’ve threatened to arrange by Dewey decimal system. It’s in the way I create a hierarchy for my to-do lists and in how I take notes.

High Fidelity becomes not so much a film about an independent record store as much as a manifesto in music architecture, with its lists and classifications and rankings creating a structured view of what makes good music (and where you’d find that good music). A trip to the grocery store becomes a test in correct pathways, a real-life walk through the hierarchy not unlike the food section of Amazon.com or Williams-Sonoma.com.

Last night, while searching for a graham cracker pie crust, I found that some grocery stores have a long way to go in this regard. Following convention, I searched the baking aisle. Not finding it there, I searched the frozen pie crust section. Then, the cracker aisle. Only after asking a clerk did I find the crust.

Next to the Mexican food.

Naturally.

If this grocery store had been a Web site, this flaw would have been a crucial failure of IA. His excuse: “Well, it’s next to the pie filling.”

My internal response: “Well, then the pie filling is in the wrong place, too.”

I walked out, convinced that I could have organized the store better – and convinced that I was a few steps from jumping into the deep-end of geekery.


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Issues Considered: Content Strategy, Technology, Words

On rocking kids to sleep

March 29th, 2010

As hard as we try to get out of the bad habits of parenting – or, at least, the bad habits we stumbled into the first time around, with Sierra, who at times (like most first children, I assume) served as more of a test subject than a child, our best guesses at sound parenting nothing more than a series of experimentation – we often fall back into them.

We understand that children don’t learn to fall asleep on their own until they are set down while awake – no rocking to sleep, no snoring before letting go. We know this firsthand, thanks to the nightmare of Sierra’s sleep schedule through the first 15 months and her refusal to sleep without a full narcotic dose of rocking and singing.

Yet, I can’t help at this point – a full two and a half years into this parenting business, and over nine months into trying to figure out kid #2 – but want to rock him to sleep. To closed-eyes, shallow-breath, oops-I-let-go-too-early-but-he’s-totally-not-waking-up sleep.

I don’t care if he wakes up, wondering where he is, confused as to how he got to this point, crying and wailing and wanting someone to help him return to the state he was in before he zonked out: in the arms of a parent, safe from the world.

I don’t care if he takes a few extra months before we’re able to set him in bed, turn off the light and say “good night!” without swaddling and rocking and feeding and snuggling and the rest of the routine.

I don’t care, because, as I realized while rocking him tonight, he’s only got a few more months of needing us to fall asleep. Where Sierra is totally self-sufficient in the sleep category, Isaac still clings to us for protection, still curls up in the den our arms form around him, still looks to us for that basic need.

I don’t care, because I know someday that will be gone. He’ll fight going to sleep, but in a different way. In a combative way. No longer looking to us to help him, he’ll see us a foes – as the adults standing in the way of another hour of television.

So for now, I’ll rock him. To sleep. For whatever he needs. And wait for the day when he realizes he can let go.


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Issues Considered: Isaac, Sierra

Hi, spring. Welcome back. I missed you.

March 28th, 2010

Though I grabbed a basketball and missed the first seven shots I took and stepped on a stray dog turd in the process and somehow strained my lower back moving chairs and swept the deck and swept the court and swept the corner by the garage where I found another bag of dog turds that has been festering since long before the snow ever fell and sort of gagged as I tried to pick it up, I swear I’ve never been so happy for spring as I was this afternoon.

I’ve never been one to complain about the weather, or to believe the phenomenon of spring fever, or to even think twice about the changing of the seasons and the banal conversations that travel along with it.

But pass some ibuprofen. I’m ready to put this winter behind me.


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Issues Considered: Outdoors, Vilhauer

An impromptu 80s Alternative playlist (+Wilco)

March 24th, 2010

You hit the Genius button on your iTunes and you either hit or miss. A band like Bad Religion, which has been saddled with the unfortunate Pop Punk label, might throw in similar but still distant bands like Alkaline Trio. A recent Genius list for Alice in Chains’ “Angry Chair” snuck in a few Megadeth and Metallica songs.

I suppose Metallica fans and Alice in Chains fans overlap, their catalogs often mixing. But they just seem a little out of character.

And then, sometimes, Genius works wonders.

1. “Swan Swan H” – R.E.M.
2. “Kiss Me on the Bus” – The Replacements
3. “Ana Ng” – They Might Be Giants
4. “A Sort of Homecoming” – U2
5. “Stay Up Late” – Talking Heads
6. “Hesitating Beauty” – Billy Bragg & Wilco
7. “Shipbuilding” – Elvis Costello
8. “No. 13 Baby” – Pixies
9. “I’m Always in Love” – Wilco
10. “I Believe” – R.E.M.
11. “Tomorrow” – U2
12. “Twisting” – They Might Be Giants
13. “Accident Waiting to Happen” – Billy Bragg
14. “Watching the Detectives” – Elvis Costello
15. “Gone Daddy Gone” – Violent Femmes
16. “Alex Chilton” – The Replacements
17. “Jonas & Ezekial” – Indigo Girls
18. “Cuyahoga” – R.E.M.
19. “Cecilia Ann” – Pixies
20. “Two Hearts Beat As One” – U2

It might as well be a dedicated “80s Alternative+Wilco” playlist. It’s making for some great photo editing music, either way, despite the fact that most of these songs were released while I was still in grade school.

(Note: is Genius automatically set to honor the recently deceased Alex Chilton or is that just a happy coincidence?)


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Issues Considered: Music, The Top...

A BMOWP declaration: Make Awesome Content Your Goal Day

March 24th, 2010

Resolution: BMOWP 03-2010 – Declaring This Day and Every Day: “Make Awesome Content Your Goal Day.”

Whereas: our Web sites are no longer cluttered with clanky weasel words and business-ese, instead replaced with real language that real customers might use in real situations. You know, because those customers want to talk to a person, not a damned search engine.

Whereas: our blogs begin dealing in insight and entertainment, rather than bullet pointed lists of what we did last night. Funny, profound or filled with poop jokes: the only requirement is that it appeals to someone other than our mothers.

Whereas: we only post video if it’s edited, we only provide data when it’s relevant, we only post music if it’s awesome, we only recommend books that will hold up years from now, and we understand that our recommendations are worth more than anything we could ever write, so we’d better not lead people astray because they will take notice and stop taking stock in our opinions.

Whereas: we use Twitter as an outlet for short-form creativity and worthwhile findings, using its advantages to OUR advantage, refraining from talking about the traffic and the weather and Lost and instead providing a blistering 140-character manifesto that says “FOR FUCK’S SAKE EVEN THOUGH IT’S ONLY TWITTER WE STILL TAKE OUR MESSAGES SERIOUSLY.”

Whereas: we give a reason for someone to read that e-mail we’re about to send.

Whereas: we stop for a second and consider how many words flow through our lives and, of those words, how many stick, and how important those words must be; whereas we pledge to provide the world with a slice of real emotion, thereby forcing a sudden swell of humanity into a communications system that has become so clogged with noise that we can barely distinguish the great from the good.

Whereas: everything we write – from a sexy escort service text message to a post-it note – is written in a way that gives back to the reader; whereas every word is a “thank you” to those people, who’ve graciously taken the time to read those words.

Whereas: we create things that make others jealous and driven to do better, which in turn leads them to create things that make us jealous and driven to do better.

Whereas: our content really matters; whereas it is really worthwhile; whereas we go forward without wasting our time.

Whereas: the curating of great ideas takes back the spotlight it once garnered, and creativity is rewarded with the attention of the world.

NOW, THEREFORE, the editorial WE at THE INTERNET WEBLOG Black Marks on Wood Pulp do hereby proclaim: This is Make Awesome Content Your Goal Day.

Dated this day, March 24, 2010. And every day.

So let’s make the promise to each other. And then, let’s try our damndest to live up to it.


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Issues Considered: Content Strategy, Writing

What I’ve Been Reading – McSweeney’s Quarterly Concern, Issue 32

March 23rd, 2010

Oh, man. 2025 is going to be AWFUL.

What I’ve Read:

McSweeney’s Quarterly Concern, Issue 32 by Dave Eggers (editor)

No, really. The water problems will be the biggest: flooding and hurricanes and levies and overpopulation on the remaining land. Technology will make everyone crazy and control the world and people won’t be able to think for themselves. Animals will die. Well, they’ll die faster. And Russian spies will pretend not to be spies while housing in buildings that are pretending to be older buildings.

What?

That’s the spectrum of Issue #32 of McSweeney’s Quarterly Concern. The concept – because every McSweeney’s has a concept, even if that concept happens only to be “McSweeney’s-style short stories with indie sensibilities” – asks each writer to take stock of their location and look ahead 15 years to 2025, when apparently all hell is going to break loose.

According to the Issue #32 collective, here’s a sneak peek at the awful future:
• Do-it-yourself lakes become too salted
• A rising ocean turns a domed arena into the only livable space left in a city
• The two remaining seals of a nearly extinct species will be delivered far away and will probably not even make it through the week
• Cell phones turn everyone into experts, and the real experts will fight to be heard
• The Netherlands flood and everyone will die and everything will suck

Aside of a fantastic story by Anthony Doerr (“Memory Wall,” about a device that reaches in and saves memories for those slowly suffering from dementia), and Chris Adrian’s “The Black Square” (which delves into a cool hyper-local science fiction about a cultish black hole with a story no one understands), the general tone of the collection is simply a little too pessimistic.

No one had a happy outlook for the future – no one was convinced that things could be stable in 2025, let alone better. I don’t say this as a blind optimist – listen, I’ve read The Grapes of Wrath and The Road, and I understand that great works of fiction can be absolute downers – but as a person who expects more variety in a collection of stories from an imprint that’s known for off-beat stories.

It’s easy to look into the future and predict doom. It’s as simple as opening up the front page and figuring out what some fringe crazies are “sky-is-falling” about today.

But predicting happiness? Now that’s the kind of offbeat futurecast I’ve been looking for since, well, since forever, I guess.


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Issues Considered: Books, Literature, What I've Been Reading

Through a Mirror Sprightly

March 22nd, 2010

As Sierra is faced with nap-time, she opens up her public persona. She comes alive, becoming an artist, a singer, a dancer; staging Sierra Vilhauer’s Follies: a performance in three acts.

Her stage: a twin-sized bed. Her audience: a twin set of mirrors.

This is how Sierra fights nap-time. She sings, and watches herself do it. She stands on her bed and watches herself dance. She reads out loud to her animals. She even pretends to sleep. And she does it all under the reflection of her own unbridled energy.

Located just a few feet away – directly across from her bed – the mirrors have become a top shelf distraction.

It’s frustrating. It’s also fascinating.

Though she doesn’t understand it, as Sierra mugs and puts off her nap she’s also looking through a new set of eyes. Our eyes. Seeing herself as the adults in her life do. Fearless. Acting goofy – ridiculous even – without being self conscious. Completely unaware of what people are thinking about, about why they would even care in the first place.

Naïve of her own innocence, she simply sings and fights sleep, never once understanding that she’s seeing that innocence as we do: as something absolutely beautiful.


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Issues Considered: Sierra