In a thought-provoking article in the Atlantic, Nicholas Carr argues the information consumption patterns pervading the Internet are altering our brains. He notes that long-form articles are rare online, and are becoming rarer in print. Citing several pieces of anecdotal evidence, he makes a case that we are becoming accustomed to short-form content and are, in fact, becoming unable to read long pieces without giving up and moving on. One person quoted says he finds it difficult to get beyond three or four paragraphs, another that they find it impossible to read books any more.

I love flowers in the sunshine; the last week or so has seen precious little sun, so photos have had to do.

Update: Rose tells me the yellow flower is also a rose.

I finally completed uploading my favourites from the photos I took in Seattle. Expect more cats, art, flowers and an otter. There’s even a couple depicting yours truly hidden amongst them.

Click either of the photos for the full set.

This bank holiday weekend was the Dot to Dot Festival in Bristol. Dot to Dot features (mostly) lesser known bands and artists across several of Bristol’s venues. Last year there were three venues, the Louisiana, Thekla and Fiddlers. This year the Trinity Centre and Academy were added, making five in total. The Trinity and Academy are both larger than the existing three, which allowed for larger artists to be booked.

So, you know when sometimes things are hyped up. Of course you do. People say, “OMG, like, you haven’t seen so-and-so?! How is this possible?! I need to tell my kids I was there when a person hadn’t, like, you know, seen so-and-so”. And how, invariably, so-and-so doesn’t live up to such hysteria?

Well. Fight Club is not one of those things. I don’t know if I can forgive the people who, upon discovering I’d not seen it, did not stop it with the “OMG!!”, and did not instead get out their DVD of the film— “I don’t care we’re in a god damned pub, stop THE WHOLE DAMN WORLD: this guy hasn’t seen Fight Club.” —and force me to watch it. Right there. It was that good.