Author: Stacy Horn

A friend of mine has written a book about UX design titled UX Strategy: How to Devise Innovative Digital Products that People Want.

One of the Amazon reviews:

“This UX Strategy book stands out in the UX field as a much-needed and very practically-minded bridging of business strategy and UX design. You’ll get a lot of value out of it whether you’re a UX newbie building your first startup or you’re a seasoned designer or executive at a Fortune 500. The book is also written in a fun and encouraging way – Jaime Levy’s down-to-earth passion for her innovations and teaching is motivating and infectious.”

That reminds me, I’m completely out of it re: acronyms these days. Someone recently had to tell me what CMS stood for, and a few minutes ago I had to look up ICYMI. I’m not complaining about them, they are very useful these days, when you need to express yourself in 140 characters or less, I’m just making a point about my out-if-it-ness.

Good luck on your new book Jaime Levy! Jaimie teaches a graduate level course on UX design at the University of Southern California (USC) in the Viterbi School of Engineering.

Bleecker, the slut, shows me his belly.

I have zero energy. Whenever I feel tired for no reason I always feel the tiniest bit of fear. That was how a depression I went through when I was in my twenties began. I think. How could I forget things like that??

But I also always get tired at the beginning of the lap swim contest I’m participating in, and then that turns around. After I get used to the increased miles (double what I normally swim) it makes me feel more energized. So it could be that. The doctor I saw this morning (regular checkup) said I might be dehydrated, which could be contributing.

Just to be sure though, I’m going to start doing mood-enhancing things, like bringing my computer to Central Park, or the river, and writing out in nature instead of home. I think I might be too cooped up.

Finney is keeping me company. I have great Finney news, by the way. His diabetes is currently in remission! No insulin injections for now! It’s a kitty miracle.

This passage in To Kill a Mockingbird has always bugged me. Now I want to google it and see if other people have discussed it. (Yes, they have!)

“Atticus,” he said, “why don’t people like us and Miss Maudie ever sit on juries? You never see anyone from Maycomb on a jury – they all come from the woods.”

Atticus leaned back in his rocking chair. For some reason he looked pleased with Jem. “I was wondering when that’d occur to you,” he said. “There are lots of reasons. For one thing, Miss Maudie can’t serve on a jury because she’s a woman –”

“You mean women in Alabama can’t –” I was indignant.

“I do. I quess it’s to protect our frail ladies from sordid cases like Tom’s. Besides,” Atticus grinned, “I doubt if we’d ever get a complete case tried — the ladies’d be interrupting to ask questions.”

Jem and I laughed. Miss Maudie on a jury would be impressive. I thought of old Mrs. Dubose in her wheelchair –“Stop that rapping John Taylor I want to ask this man something.” Perhaps our forefathers were wise.’

People say Harper Lee was just representing the attitude at the time. Except she has her rebellious character, Scout, accept this line of thinking without complaint. It is seriously jarring and out of character for Scout. And for Atticus. I could see other people in the town not having a problem with this, but not Scout and Atticus. It’s particularly jarring because these characters saw the injustice when it came to prejudice against blacks, but fail to see the prejudice against women. It’s completely weird and off.

A picture of a spot on Roosevelt Island where there was a double-execution. I’m working on a section about this today.

A PBS piece about my book and my choir airs tomorrow at 5:30, but it’s on the website now!!! Marcia Henning, thank you so so much for this beautiful piece. I love all the edits and the graciousness and generosity of this segment. I couldn’t be more thrilled with what it conveys. You hit all the most important highlights. Thank you again, and thank you Bob Faw for being such a great interviewer. Speaking for myself, you made me feel comfortable enough to be able to think and speak from my heart.

I was already behind because I had to miss a bunch of days the first week of the Lap Swim Contest. Then, on Thursday, I stubbed my toe on my way into the pool. Could there be a more undignified injury? It swelled up immediately, hurt like hell, and so I went to one of those urgent care places. It’s not even broken but the doctor said no swimming for a week. It does hurt pretty badly, I must admit.

But that’s it for me for this contest, I think. The contest is to see who swims the most laps between July 6th and August 7th. I don’t see how I can win now. While I sit home night after night, everyone is swimming and racking up miles.

Well, I can still swim 25 miles and get to go to the party at the end of the summer. It’s going to bug me to not get a trophy though. OH! I did get an indirect compliment. The people who work at the pool had to call in an “incident report” and I overheard the conversation. At one point the person said, “She’s one of our top three swimmers.” I felt very proud.

People walking on the Highline.