Holy Crow: Hollywood Reporter says David Milch, brilliant Hollywood writer and producer,  gambled away his fortune.

Judging from the accounts of several men and women who know him well, he is a person of extreme talent but also extreme behavior. Now a lawsuit, which was filed last year and is proceeding in Los Angeles Superior Court in Santa Monica, indicates that he lost $25 million from gambling between 2000 and 2011 alone. Colleagues estimate he has earned more than $100 million across his three-decade Hollywood career, but the lawsuit reveals he is left with $17 million in debts.

He's living on a $40 a week allowance now. More here.

WEB Why are some of the ugliest sites also the most popular? Because aesthetics don't matter for their audience. Nextweb:

The thing is, it’s not always easy to say at a glance whether a site is well designed or not. You might be able to quickly decide whether it looks nice, but there’s more to good design than merely creating an aesthetically pleasing layout. You also have to consider how usable a site is and if it helps visitors find what they’re looking for or accomplish the task they have at hand.

There's one site I find myself visiting every day, and every day I'm reminded how a diagram of people who use the site and people who designed the site have no overlapped space at all. You call up the site on your mobile device. The mobile version starts to load. The minute there's some readable text you scroll down, but the act of touching the site launches an ad. So you go back to the page and it loads all over again, and as you scroll down you hit one of the enormous ads placed every seven lines. It's either intentional, which is unforgivable, or bad design, which is unforgivable. But as long as the ad-impression numbers are good - meaningless, but good - then no one in the organization is likely to change it.

ARCHITORTURE You might find this intriguing: industrial camouflage in WW2. KCET:

Factory rooftops became sites for the construction of entire ersatz suburbs, complete with fake cars, roads, homes and foliage. Actors were hired to inhabit these spaces. Their simulated picnics, yard care and evening strolls completed the charade. As it had in Hollywood, the pantomime of real life became a serious occupation. Fake neighborhoods and enacted leisure were placed like a disguise over the factory floors where weapons technology and industrial labor (myths of Rosie the Riveter aside) were the order of the day.

The rest of the piece is about . . . I don't know, public spaces, concealment, LA, artifice, and so on. It tries hard to find Deep Connectedness in all these things, but the interesting story is the life of the people whose jobs consisted of pretending to live in fake houses on top of massive factory roofs.

BRB; going to pitch a novel based on the idea. Maybe a murder mystery. Of course a murder mystery,