Finally: a social network that has a radius of 24 feet. DailyDot reports:

Tin Can is a phone-to-phone messaging app that requires no Internet connection or cell phone service. With roughly the same signal strength of literally two tin cans connected with a string, Katakowski's app can send signals only a couple dozen feet at most.

But freed from the constraints of a network, that short transmission radius could enable crowds to communicate regardless of disruptions—a potential godsend for everyone from protesters, to natural disaster victims, to concert goers alike.

It’ll be used by teens sitting in a room with the TV on sending messages to the person at the other end of the couch. 

YOU THERE Today’s bossypants oh-go-to-hell headline comes from Slate:


No, I'm not. I’m not doing it at all. It appears to be part of a series.

GOING DOWN Apparently it’s Public Transportation week here at the blog; mad dash to get seats a few days ago, Hooligans in St. Petersburg yesterday, and now this. Some people don’t like subways because they feel claustrophobic. You get on the escalator and you can’t see the bottom. Down you go. Down. You look at your watch, and think: we’ve been heading down for almost two minutes. I don’t know how much longer I can take this - oh, whew, there’s the end. Ha ha! No, I wasn’t nervous. Just kidd - NO NO NO

BEHOLD THE MASTER It can be done. Every kid knew it could be done. Unfortunately, grown-ups designed them so it couldn’t be done easily. Well, in a country whose consumer goods were characterized primarily by indifference, it was possible.

Is that Batman music? I believe so. Speaking of movies: you know how you start clicking on movie-studio credits on YouTube, comparing the styles and instrumentation of different eras, and when you look at the clock an hour has passed? This isn’t wasted time. This is research. This is reminding yourself of the abiding cultural heritage and the persistent power of melody. Also, you’re late for a meeting, but who cares. Anyway, I was looking at the studio reels for Orion, the appearance of which always said “this will probably be good, or a Woody Allen movie, or both.” There’s this one . . .

But then there’s this, which has that wistful, yearning sense of nostalgia and excitement..

I swear that’s by the late / great Jerry Goldsmith. If it makes you nostalgic for watching old movies, you may enjoy this recollection of working at Blockbuster, and what it meant to have a place where people could meet, discuss great movies, and complain that Blockbuster didn’t carry them.

That’s it for this week; thanks for reading.