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From my CD-ROM archives I: Virtual Bubble Wrap, Standalone Edition

This is the first in a series of goodies that I found on a stash of
CD-ROM archives that’d completely forgotten about until I was cleaning
up some old junk this weekend.

One application that had received considerable buzz in the Mac world
back in 1994 was something called the Mackerel Stack. It was an
interactive multimedia piece that showcased the company’s work. Written
in the Hypercard-like Supercard, it was an amazing piece of software
and it fit on a single 1.2 MB floppy disk!

It was packed with “easter eggs”, the most popular of which was a
little zen game called Virtual Bubble Wrap. Designed by Creative
Director Dave Groff with the input of the other Creative Director Kevin
Steele and programmed with the help of all-round-idea-guy Karl Borst,
VBW was a little interactive gem. I joined Mackerel in 1995
and near the end of that year, after waking up on Mike Korditsch’s
couch with an awesome Tequila-induced hangover after celebrating my
birthday, I went home and coded what would eventually become the
Shockwave version of VBW.

It would go on to be featured in InterActivity
magazine (In the article, Macromedia engineers talked about how they
used VBW as part of their Shockwave demos) and a number of then-new
television shows that covered the then-relatively-new World Wide Web.

I found a standalone version of Virtual Bubble Wrap for Windows that
I’d put together back in the days of Windows 98. It still works under
Windows XP, and I’ve attached a ZIPped version with this entry if you
ever feel you need to zen out for a couple of minutes.

I have the source, so it’s possible for me to compile a Mac version;
the problem is that all my editions of Director (the software I used to
write it) are pre-Mac OS X; it will run only on pre-OS X machines
(which I no longer have) and will only produce programs that run on
pre-OS X machines.


Dave Groff and Kevin Steele have a fine essay about “the good ol’ days”  titled When Multimedia Was Black and White.

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Now all I have to do is get onto the Accordionist deck of cards and my work here will be done

Somebody made me a square on HacksRUs’ “Haxor Bingo” page. Thanks to a
nickname and the magic of alphabetical order, I’m the first square.

By the bye, it’s spelled accordion.

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Mysterion’s “Nails Up the Nose” Trick

Here’s a scene from Mysterion the Mind Reader’s act at the Bovine Sex Club last Saturday night.
It takes a lot to get someone at the Bovine to call you a freak, but
Mysterion’s “driving nails up his nose with a hammer” routine managed
to do just that.


Whoo! Sinus pain!

You can watch the video to see him in action [2.1 MB QuickTime link].

He does some pretty nifty card tricks, too.

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It Happened to Me Toronto (a.k.a. Accordion City)

DIY Bike Fenders

After emerging from a tasty dinner of avocado salad and beef skewers at the Red Room,
I noticed the fenders on one of the bikes locked up nearby. They looked
a little unusual, and on closer examination, they turned out to be
homemade. They’d been cut from a plastic distilled water container and
secured with washers and plastic ties:

I’ve always been impressed by home-grown ingenuity, and these water-jug fenders also have a funky DIY aesthetic too. Well done!

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Last Saturday at the Bovine Sex Club, Around Midnight

Here’s a picture I snapped from the front end of the front room of Accordion City’s notorious watering hole, the Bovine Sex Club. While the picture won’t win any photography awards, I think it captures the chatty vibe the bar had going between band sets.

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Gord Gower Reporting Live From New York

Gord Gower, former president/co-founder of my first workplace, Mackerel
Interactive Multimedia, is a former Accordion City resident who now
lives in my favourite American metropolis, New York City. He says he
plans to write his impressions about all the going-on in the Big Apple
as the Republican National Convention rolls into town and has given me
permission to re-post them here. Here’s his first installment:

My Rights Have Been Stepped On!

Well, it’s finally happened, activities
connected to the upcoming GOP convention have come crashing down on
this lowly, barely legal citizen of New York City. I am no longer
allowed to use my park! This morning I got off the train expecting as
per usual to spend a few pre-work moments sipping the luke warm remains
of my morning coffee while pouring through the Opinion Pages of my
beloved NY Post. Denied!

It would appear that the organizers of the RNC see it more important
that they get a side stage erected on the grounds of the Herald Square
parquette, than allowing myself and maybe 25 or 30 plain old folks get
their morning post subway breather. The nerve, I mean just what are
these folks bring to my city anyhow. I mean beyond a few million dollar
boost to a sagging midtown economy, and a bit of down home Texas style
patriotism, what’s in it for me?

I guess I will enjoy the thrill of seeing 250,000 dreadlocked black
bandana wearing a-holes make jack asses of themselves as they search
for a place to protest; AND I guess I will enjoy seeing 10,000 cops,
secret service and special forces bring the countries busiest business
district to a grinding halt… Down here the issue is more of what we
really DON’T want to see. My five friends who work down and around here
and I will just leave that one un-mentioned as per usual.

OK, honestly, I am a giddy as a school girl the night before seeing
Brad on the first day back to school. While everyone I work with is
shuffling about all grumpy like, cursing this way and that, and quickly
making plans to cash in those extra sick days, me, I’m trying to figure
out how to best plan my staying up to watch the final strains of late
night news analysis, while still getting up early enough to wander the
grounds trying to catch a glimpse of my favorite stars on Team W!
There’s also a slim chance that a friend of Jens, a bonified member of
the GOP might get me close enough to catch a whiff of some real live
neo-con party action [OK, a real outside chance…]

Yep, giddy as a school girl… It’s going to be an interesting week
indeed. I have every confidence that this city can pull it off. The
combatants are already appearing on the field, the professional
protestors have already started flying in, the cops already have many
of the barricades in place. The battle for Central Park is in 11th hour
negotiations and the whining and chest pumping is being played out on
queue… We’re all expecting something on the level of Ali lighting the
torch in Atlanta happening hear on day one… who knows maybe they’ll
bring a cheque to top up all that missing homeland security funding the
city needs! Now wouldn’t that be sumptin!

I will try to keep you posted.

If you want to know a little bit more about Mackerel, one good place to look is Cory Doctorow’s article on its demise, titled Burying the Fish. It was submitted to Wired, but got cut.

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We’ll be the table of lithe and shiny people on the patio

For those of you who will be in the vicinty of Accordion City this evening, my BodyPump
class (bench presses to Alien Ant Farm, shoulder lifts to MC Hammer,
sit-ups and push-ups to AC/DC) will be having a “BodyPump night out”
tonight at 7:00 p.m. at Tortilla Flats (Queen Street, just east of Spadina) after today’s workout.

Why am I announcing this? Because:

  • The class is something like 28 women, 2 guys (and I’m already “taken”).
  • We’re all good-lookin’ and will have that post-workout glow.
  • I will gladly do introductions.

Photos tomorrow.