Matt May is my favourite OpenWeb™ advocate right now: "Stop trying to figure out how to get the horse back into the barn, and start learning to deal with the nature of the Web."#

Flash developers are paranoid about their ActionScript, guarding their new-found skills anywhere they can charge for it: in classes, books, consultancies, wherever. On the other hand, the Web, you'll remember, was built on code sharing (if not outright theft). View Source has always been, and hopefully will always be, a part of every browser. If Macromedia really wanted Flash to have caught on, they'd have made it that way in Flash early on. Every site a tool, every script a lesson.

I can see that Flash developers want to keep a hold of their intellectual property, but Jesus, man, you're not curing cancer or accurately predicting the stock market. You're making things move around and blink on a screen. Get over yourselves. Anyone who applies themselves can figure out and replicate what you do.

Jorrit Wiersma comes up with a great feature for a web browser.#

One of the things that's been bothering me lately is the way that web browsers don't really allow you to surf their caches. What I mean is this: let's say that I'm at work and I see an interesting article on the Nature website for example. Only, I don't have time to read the whole article, so I just read the abstract. Now suppose that I happen to be traveling in the train later that day and I'm looking for something to do. I remember the article and would like to read it. I know that the thing is probably still stored on my laptop because my web browser probably cached it, so what I would like to do is just, say, reenter the URL and then my browser will give me a notice that only the cached version is available (since I don't have an internet connection at the time) and I say okay and I can read my article. But to my knowledge there are no browsers that do this. Why not? It seems like a reasonable and useful feature.

The Onion's top story: "Scientists Abandon AI Project After Seeing The Matrix."#

"I saw Revolutions with my 12-year-old son Eric," Markovitch said. "He saw the look of worry on my face and said, 'Dad, don't be scared. It's only make-believe.' I had to tell him, 'No, son, it's what your father does for a living.'"

"After watching Captain Mifune blast away in his robotic battle exoskeleton as hordes of relentless Sentinels swarmed the dock screaming in battle-frenzied rage, I could no longer put my career before the future of mankind," Markovitch continued. "Those poor, brave children of Zion—their annoying tolerance of rave culture notwithstanding—did not deserve that horrible fate."