Samford


18
Feb 12

Networked power

Rain, which we need — we are in an extreme drought, meaning crop and pasture losses and widespread water shortages or restrictions. Or at least in the literature. According to the Southeast Regional Climate Center‘s 2011 State of the Climate (PDF) two metrics, the Palmer Drought Severity Index (PDSI) and the Palmer Hydrological Drought Index (PHDI) suggest the dryness in the region throughout much of last year hasn’t been experienced since the early 1980s. They note this period is “comparable to the dryness experienced during the drought years of the 1920s, 1930s, and 1950s.”

Not that you’d know it by media coverage or water consumption. That probably sounds preachy, but it is meant as an observation. There are slides in that climate report that compare today to the 2006-2008 drought, when cities put out traffic signs urging you to conserve and then the 1998 to 2002 drought. Where I worked toward the end of that period one town created a water use hotline. If you saw people wasting water they asked you to call and report it. People could not wait to tell the police about their neighbor’s luscious lawns. It got so chaotic the police closed the hotline.

You don’t even hear people talk about it this time.

Me? I’m just ready for the neighborhood pool to open.

So it rained a lot today. We live in an area that with a sandy loam soil. We’re right on the geographical border of the Appalachian plateau and the upper coastal plain, so it is dark in places and sandy in other places. And today the water stood on it. When you can make water stand on sand for more than a few minutes you’ve poured a great deal of water on it, .84 inches today.

So that kept us inside. The baseball game was canceled hours before they played it. There’s a doubleheader tomorrow.

Today, just hours and hours of spreadsheets. I think I did three or four hours, which is really six weeks in spreadsheet years.

At the end of it all I had a wonderful example of the truism that this is an age of being able to find information. Once, a few centuries ago, some people knew everything. Not many people, but a few folks had the essence of the sum of human knowledge. Enter Gutenberg, more academies, schools, science, the Enlightenment and the benefit of Flintstone vitamins (brain food!) then things became really expansive. Before long a single issue of a good newspaper, supposedly, had the equivalent amount of information of our ancient polymaths. Once it was what you know. As we learned in school it is: what you know, what you can cram and what you can find in the card catalog.

Of course, these days it is what you can find on Google. Or, as my friend Ike Pigott says, you find it in your network. (And, thus, it is who you know, it will forever be who you know. That’s really the network he likes to talk about in his presentations.) Pigott is coming to speak to my students Monday, so I’m riffing here on some of what he presents. But the important part, these days, is that you know how to find information.

My example of this, was in trying to find a solution to an Excel problem. I was combining four different spreadsheets, removing the superfluous cells and making everything line up nicely. The bigger chore was removing the redundancies. Some of these lines had the same names and contact information. I searched on Google for something like “removing duplicates from Excel.” My Googlefu is strong because I’ve built enough pages and sites to write them both as a designer and a reader. In a game where finding the right word combination is the key I’m usually a big winner.

Only this search was giving me the typical Microsoft tutorial written by a committee of technical writers. The phrase you need is “conditional format unique values,” an expression of bland words grouped together, whose mere existence can wring the life out of any joy you had on a rainy Saturday, and that is before you skim the tutorial. I’m not interested.

I asked my lovely bride if she knew how to “conditional format unique values.” Being a very smart person, she does not know because she has no use for such phrases, I’m sure. But, being a very smart person, she said “Why don’t you just sort alphabetically and delete the duplicate rows?”

(See? That was all about who I know, who happened to be sitting in the same room. I networked well on the homefront.)

I was coming to that idea, actually. I’d had the idea and got sidetracked by this paragraph:

Filtering for unique values and removing duplicate values are two closely related tasks because the displayed results are the same — a list of unique values. The difference, however, is important: When you filter for unique values, you temporarily hide duplicate values, but when you remove duplicate values, you permanently delete duplicate values.

Sometimes asking Google is not the easiest answer. Sometimes you need your own personal expert. That’s the power of your network. From now on I’ll just ask an Excel question aloud. The look I receive from someone who thinks it a stupid question can’t be worse than reading stuff like that.


14
Feb 12

Valentinus, the unknown, celebrate him!

The view in the Caf:

StepSing

Step Sing, “Samford University’s most time-honored tradition. Since 1951, students” have been preoccupied from their classes while producing this song and dance revue show. It takes place this weekend. There are 14 teams competing for top honors. Thousands of people (tickets sell out in about an hour) will come onto campus to see the shows, which donate large sums to their annual philanthropy benefactor — this year it is Cornerstone Schools of Alabama.

The shows are great fun, very clever, inventive and entertaining. But the banners may be my favorite part.

And, yes, I went to lunch early, which is why the tables are empty in the photograph. There were things to do. There was a trip to take. I had to travel to Tuscaloosa to get a piece of paper filled out. One piece of paper, five signatures, or, more precisely, initials. This can’t be done electronically or by fax, because it has always been done the old fashioned way, I guess. I figured I wouldn’t get all five people, and I did not.

That was a three hour round trip for two sets of initials.

At least I got to see this:

WashMe

Classic.

Late night for the student-journalists at the Crimson. Step Sing has an effect on everything. When I left sometime after 10 p.m. most of the staffers were still working on their dance steps. So they won’t sleep much. The things you can do when you’re young, right?

Things to read: Who advertises on news sites and how much those ads are targeted:

A new study of advertising in news by the Pew Research Center’s Project for Excellence in Journalism finds that, currently, even the top news websites in the country have had little success getting advertisers from traditional platforms to move online. The digital advertising they do get appears to be standard ads that are available across many websites. And with only a handful of exceptions, the ads on news sites tend not to be targeted based on the interests of users, the strategy that many experts consider key to the future of digital revenue.

Of the 22 news operations studied for this report, only three showed significant levels of targeting. A follow-up evaluation six months later found that two more sites had shown some movement in this direction, but only some, from virtually no targeting to a limited amount on inside pages. By contrast, highly targeted advertising is already a key component of the business model of operations such as Google and Facebook.

[…]

Overall, the analysis finds that while news organizations have tried to persuade their advertisers to buy space across multiple platforms, there was little evidence that they had succeeded. The kinds of products and services being advertised online were quite different than in legacy platforms, and often were seen across multiple websites.

Interesting findings, but they were only looking at the front page of sites. A lot of traffic comes from search engines, directly into interior pages. Indeed, many front pages aren’t built for the human aesthetic, but rather for the search engine spiders.

Sites selling specific ad space, or clients buying ads exclusively on sports pages or on automotive stories, don’t seem to figure into this. That’s worth studying (or practicing) but it would be incredibly labor intensive.

Seven ways the New York Times is using social media for ‘deeper’ engagement has two really interesting ideas. The rest aren’t bad, they’re just obvious or common. But check out numbers three and four:

3. By “revamping the liveblog template” and turning it into a “second screen”

Heron recognises she is “lucky to count on about a dozen interactive developers as colleagues” on her team, “which is kind of a dream come true for a journalism nerd like me”.

She told the news:rewired conference that the “team of developer-journalists has rebuilt our traditional liveblog and transformed it into more of a second screen, social media-heavy experience – a one-stop-shop for reporting, analysis, newsworthy tweets, reader engagement, and interactive election results”.

4. By creating a “liveblog about liveblogs”

The New York Times team decided it should provide its “own coverage and analysis” for the “aforementioned media cacophony”.

Media reporters Brian Stelter and David Carr have been using Storify to collect the “news media’s tweets, videos and Facebook posts on primary nights”. They have been adding their own analysis as narrative within the Storify.

The future of location-based marketing is cool. . . or scary. Yes it is. You knew that, but read that piece and see if your position changes.

Did the AP just declare war on news aggregators?

(T)his disruption has been even worse for AP and its ilk because they are primarily distributors, and the web has fundamentally democratized content distribution. Instead of trying to find ways to adapt to this new reality, however, the AP seems determined to fight it with everything it has, including lawsuits: On Tuesday, the service launched a lawsuit in New York against a digital news-aggregation service called Meltwater, accusing the service of copyright infringement and “free riding” on its content. The AP says it isn’t going after news aggregators as a whole, but this is clearly meant as a show of force.

The AP may try to charge me for linking to their release. (If they do, let’s all laugh at them together.)

Finally, one of the best Valentine’s tales you’ll read today. It is told through Twitter, making it unique in a way, but it has great pictures and a lovely story, making it traditional. The best work always stems from great stories.


13
Feb 12

Monday the 13th

Shouldn’t this really be the scary day. The 13th is a 19th century conceit, but the Friday business goes back to The Canterbury Tales at least. So much of Chaucer is often forgotten. Friday is frequently seen as the beginning of a good thing.

Monday the 13th still offends the apostolic notion of completeness. And yet we’re all back at the office. Monday the 13th. That’s disconcerting. Imagine the marketing the Jason people could have had there.

Chaucer to Jason in under 45 words. And they said it couldn’t be done.

(The exception to this hasty Friday the 13 is a good day idea being if you are paying for a service. Think long and hard about tire rotation or a roof repair done on Friday. Those diligent and hardworking people could be distracted by thoughts of the weekend too.)

Monday the 13th is a good day here. A great day, even. They often are. Taught a class, answered a lot of questions, discussed resumes and style. Generally tried to be helpful. Wrapped up a few small projects. Got handed a few more. Great Monday. For a 13th, that is.

I love this. Some of our classrooms have old newspapers on display. Some of the newspapers are national, historical front pages. This one is from the first issue of the 1925 edition of the Howard Crimson. The paper was just 10 years old at the time when students were still studying on the old Eastlake campus. This was a front page ad. Imagine the scandal of such a notion!

Blach's

They led fashion, they did not chase it. What a great ad. Someone should run a mini campaign in this still today, just to see how it stands out from the contemporary fare.

Blach’s was a family-owned department store chain founded in 1885 by German immigrant Julius Blach. At it’s peak in the 1960s and 1970s they had five stores. In 1987, Blach’s filed a Chapter 11 bankruptcy, but the reorganization couldn’t revive the company and they closed for good that same year. The invaluable BhamWiki records:

During the 1945 printers’ strike, which stopped the publication of all three of Birmingham’s daily newspapers, WAPI-AM posted news stories in two of Blach’s windows, organized by various categories. The resulting crowds, according to Time magazine, “all but blocked traffic past the store.”

The Blach’s building started as the Hood, built in 1890 to serve as the storefront for the Hood-Yielding General Merchandise Store. In 1910 it was converted into the 100-room Bencor Hotel and in 1935 it took the Blach name.

Here’s a view from just a few years after that ad. And this is it today:

It sat stagnant for much of the time after bankruptcy and was renovated in 2007, before the bank foreclosed in 2009. Now you can rent a loft there, apparently with the original hardwood.

Do you know what’s great about 100-year-old hardwood? No splinters! Makes every Monday better.


8
Feb 12

This is Wednesday

The Alabama Shakes made their television debut on Conan last night:

They liked them so much Conan invited them to play another tune for his website.

The way everyone talks you’re going to be hearing a great deal more from them in the future. Their first album is due out in April.

The last World War I servicemember has died:

Florence Green, a member of Britain’s Royal Air Force who was afraid of flying, died in England on Saturday, two weeks shy of her 111th birthday. She was believed to have been the war’s last living veteran — the last anywhere of the tens of millions who served.

Mrs. Green, who joined the R.A.F. as a teenager shortly before war’s end, worked in an officer’s mess on the home front. Her service was officially recognized only in 2010, after a researcher unearthed her records in Britain’s National Archives.

The story talks about how she’d go on dates with the pilots, who would offer to woo her in the sky. She was not interested. After the war she married a man with a sensible ground job. He was a railway porter.

Class today, where we learned a valuable lesson about the computer lab printer. It had been disconnected for a while. When it was plugged in three days of reading material was spat from its innards. It made for fascinating reading, I’m sure.

Some other things happened today, I’d bet. A meeting here, a joke there, a crisis averted in a third place. Run of the mill type things. It seemed a busy and full day. But a good day! Almost the best, even.

More tomorrow.


7
Feb 12

The magic of lights and trees and things

My view in the Caf today:

Lunch

Those aren’t new leaves. That’s a species of oak which stays green. Everything is still sticks and and twigs — everything except the Bradfords, at least. Some of the maples are starting to get those crisp red buds of future promises, and all of that seems a bit early, perhaps. But we’re still looking at too much brown and not enough green.

I love what is to come, that week or 10 day period where you are overwhelmed by just how verdant everything has suddenly become.

Still, the dreary sticks and twigs of winter have an appeal. You can see things that would be hidden the rest of the year. Leaving campus this evening I had a great view of the steeple on Reid Chapel. It seemed to be lit in such a way that dramatically lit the side closest to you, with the rest in shadow for effect. It was an optical illusion of course, but what a neat trick it would be. When the leaves return you won’t be able to see it from there.

At the mall:

Brookwood

They’ve closed this parking deck. If you walk around inside it you see they’re painting. First the columns. Perhaps they’re re-doing the ceiling as well. It is colder in the parking deck than normal, no exhaust. But it also smells a bit better. More importantly you have to park somewhere else.

Which I did, about 50 feet away. A parking deck closed and still plenty of spaces. That has to trouble the mall managers, right?

But economists say things are due to improve locally:

The center forecasts gross domestic product growth of 2.5 percent in 2012, compared to 2.2 percent in 2011. They also expect employment to increase 1.1 percent in 2012, compared to 0.8 percent last year.

Every little bit.

A guy named AUltered Ego made me this:

Follow

That’s one of the two new crosswalk warnings — because nothing says pedestrian safety like a “LOOK AT ME!” sign high above the road — on Magnolia in Auburn. AUltered was kind enough to hack the sign with his magical Photoshop skills. I will only turn the sign on when there are no cars coming. Wouldn’t want to cause any traffic problems.

Two tech stories that fell neatly side-by-side: E&P says some newspapers still unsure how to use the iPad for publishing. Alan Mutter writes:

Two years after the debut of the iPad, most newspaper publishers still are fretting and fumbling over what to do about it.

Even though the iPad 2 was one of the most popular items last Christmas and the third-generation version of the product is likely to turn up well before Santa returns this year, many newspapers have yet to develop their very first app. Of the publishers who took the plunge, most were so unclear on their concept that they shouldn’t have bothered.

Mutter says it is all a big flub at this point.

Meanwhile, the app that keeps you from contacting your ex. ” It allows users to block text messages, emails, and phone calls to thier (sic) ex. It even tracks the number of days you go without contacting your ex.”

If you download that, you are co-dependent on technology. And, also, we’re going to laugh at you. (Though we will remain sad about your broken heart. Truly.)

Finally, this: Auburn great Ben Tamburello’s, Ben Jr., was all set to attend school and play football at Samford. And then the Naval Academy called. at Samford. Now he’s going to be a Middie. (Go Navy! Beat Army!) Samford’s coach, Pat Sullivan:

“I’ve known that family forever,” Sullivan said. “I helped recruit his dad, I sold insurance to his grandfa­ther. But whether it’s Ben or (Shelby County signee) Denzel Williams, I really want what’s best for these kids.

“Am I disappointed I won’t coach Ben? Yes. But, in the end, this is what’s best for the young man, and that’s what we’re all about.”

Can’t say enough good things about Sullivan. Though I used 2,000 words to try last year.

What else? Two brief things on the journalism blog. One on FOI help. The other has a checklist for breaking online news.