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Silent Ringtone
You guys read about that conductor who stopped his performance mid-symphony because someone (Patron X) didn’t turn off or silence their cell phone?
We’ve all been interrupted mid-event, mid-meeting or mid-sentence by our own “Eat something” Bell Tower or the “Cancel abortion appointment!!!!” Marimba. It’s embarrassing. Then I remembered a thing a friend made a few years back that solved this problem. It’s the Silent Ringtone.
It’s an aac file of digitally pure silence that works perfectly as a vibrate-only alarm. Unfortunately, it’s a minute long. Ringtones can only be 30 seconds long. They used to allow minute long ringtones in iTunes. Now it’s only 30 seconds max.
So here’s one that’s 11 seconds and works just like the extended mix used to.
Add it to your iTunes library, sync your phone and set your alarms to use Quiet.
For more pure digital silence, check out the Silent Podcast.
2 weeks ago
Mmm, oxford commas
Use it, don’t abuse it.
More like “I had eggs, toast and a misunderstanding of how conjunctions work.”
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nostrich: Gentlemen, I have started a blog. Famous last words, to be sure, but... «
Gentlemen, I have started a blog. Famous last words, to be sure, but I’ve been thinking about and planning and working on this for a while, and I like what it’s ended up looking like. I will tell you all about it, but first some boring meandering in pursuit of a point.
Not just yes, but fuck yes. Longform journalism curated and contextualized by Nostrich.
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Obit of the Day: Capturing Baltimore’s Sorrow
On March 29, 1984 the owner of the Baltimore Colts, Bob Irsay, packed up the entire organization into Mayflower moving vans to drive one thousand miles west to Indianapolis. Lloyd Pearson, a Baltimore Sun, photographer who captured the ups and downs of Charm City’s history for twenty years, was there. His photograph, above, became the symbol of Baltimore having its heart ripped out by Irsay and the NFL.
Random note: Baltimore got a new team, the Ravens, in 1996. Ironically, the Ravens left Cleveland in the same way the Colts left Baltimore. I don’t think Baltimore fans felt too guilty. Cleveland got a new Browns franchise in 1999.
Pearson, who died at the age of 90, had dreams of becoming an animator. Before serving in the Navy in World War II, he worked on Walt Disney’s Pinocchio but not for very long because “he got tired of drawing raindrops.” He took up photography during the war and never turned back.
You can see more of Pearson’s work here.
(Image is copyright Lloyd Pearson/Baltimore Sun, but is courtesy, of course, of the Indianapolis Star.)
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Suburban Report
Jason stopped over with a bottle of gin. He had texted me, earlier in the week, to ask me if I wanted one while he was at the store, and I told him I did. But when he arrived today, he confused me by presenting it as a gift. I told him no, no, let me give you some money for it. Here, I said, I have enough money to pay you for the thing you got me at my own request. No way, he said, it’s a gift. I don’t want your money, he said, putting me in kind of an awkward situation if you want to know the truth. Come on, I said, taking the money from my wallet and trying to get him to take it. But he backed away from me, keeping the dining room table between us, and continued to refuse. He made me feel so ungracious. I finally accepted, and thanked him, and said at least let me make you a drink.
Okay that sounds good, he says, and oh take a look at my most recent tumblr post, he says, and laughs like a kid who just made his second joke ever.
Give ‘til it hurts, boys.
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Christmas tree
- Sweets: […] I would've sawed it off myself, but you won't let me touch the weapons!
- Me: [beat] And that's why. They're not weapons. They're *tools*.












