The lyrics to The Revolution Will Not Be TelevisedSo what excuse do I have this week for the sparse blogging? It just so happens that in the same week I got hold of a new Mac, Bredbandsbolaget upgraded my neighborhood to 100Mbps at no extra charge (bless them), and the upshot is that I’ve been sitting here agape watching live high-definition video streaming via Apple’s Quicktime.

I’m sure that the novelty will wear off over time and I will start demanding actual content rather than teasers, but for now, if your system can handle it, rush to Apple’s new HD page to marvel at what we’ll take for granted in a few years from now: On-demand streaming HD video content. It’s so good it’s ridiculous — for example, the 1080p stream of animal video from the Macaulay Library, at a resolution of 1920×1080 pixels, is too expansive even for my 20-inch 1600×1050-pixel monitor.

The BBC has also gotten in on the act (they are good that way) with something called BBC Motion, a site where video producers can buy HD footage, among other things. Their teasers are gorgeous as well.

When not watching HD video or tweaking the new Mac (an important pursuit akin to gardening, or so I imagine) I’ve been engaging in that deadliest of all creativity killers, socializing with friends. At this rate, Stockholm 2006 will turn into New York 1999. I really must try harder to reconnect with my inner misanthrope. What will it take — moving to Africa?

Speaking of misanthropes, I think I shall go blog Åke Green now.