I could take this space on the Tirade to talk about the ever-raging battle between technology and print, but I'm pretty sure we've all heard enough about all that jazz. Instead, I'm going to take a second to talk about this recent haircut I've taken on.
After the awesome stylist lady was finished, there was a ton of hair on the floor. This kind of thing can either be really terrifying or really kinda refreshing. I think in this case it was a little of both, although it did lean towards the terrifying side when I squinted my eyes together and the massive pile of hair looked a little like the coyote-ravaged, rotting zombie corpse of Jessica Simpson's dog, Daisy.
Editor's note: Worse things have happened... after all, I warned her not to climb up and over that deadfall. ... "Sometimes dead is better," I told her. "The soil of a man's heart is stonier, Jessica." You and I both know the ground up there is soured, but I guess she buried her dog up there anyway. Live and learn, live and learn.
Luckily, it was only my imagination and THEN that feeling of refreshment set in.
Anyway, here's a comparison between the old and new versions of my wig. I'm not too worried about the change, since my hair luckily grows faster than Adam Lambert's crotch in a David Hasselhoff poster store.
You can decide which version you like better, and I'll pretend like I give a damn.
Now that all that crap is over with, let's get back to that print vs. technology stuff. I've always been a pretty huge fan of Esquire Magazine, mostly for their in-sane design, art direction and photography, but also their once-in-a-blue-moon jumps in innovation.
This month they've really stepped it up with this hilarious "Augmented Reality" issue. Apparently you hold up your magazine to your computer's webcam and watch while celebrities and supermodels break into your house, borrow your computer and scare the shit out of you with pointless screaming, flying letters, megaphones and cartoon trees & vines.
Even though it sounds insane, it's probably not. Check out this video and see it for yourself. University of Tennessee graduate—and editor in chief of Esquire—David Grainger, will awkardly tell you all about it:
For more on this weirdness, you can check out the website, download the super secret software and marvel at how horribly designed their site is.
Could this be the beginning of an interesting compromise between the cloud and the ink? Could it be absolutely ridiculous and only serve as yet another attempt at the magazine world's last-ditch-effort for coolness?
Beats me. I know one thing's for sure... if I can hold up a magazine to a web cam and have a person fly off the screen and interact with me... the magazine's not gonna be Esquire, and the person definitely won't be Robert Downey Jr.
Holla fools.
-M
2 Comments:
Holy shit!
1) The haircut. I am very upset that v.2 includes a bullshit detector. Considering that my relationship with McClane has been based soley on bullshit, I may have to reorganize my thought processes & general comportment.
2) Augmented Reality. That is some ridiculous stuff right there. The Art Gallery of Knoxville (http://www.theartgalleryofknoxville.com/) used similar technology a while back to disseminate their art journal straight to your cell phone. I'm glad someone figured a way to use that to have a celebrity give us more face time. They are, afterall, better than us.
Oh, and yeah I prolly will buy that issue....
Love your face.....wouldn't matter if you looked up at that hot stylist chick and you had a head as shiny as Mr.Clean. Okay, maybe I fibbed but it was just a thought. Nice job on adding a plastic snake! I find it odd about the magazine. I will take my Cosmo in print!
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