<![CDATA[Ryan Catalani · Storify]]>https://storify.com/ryancatalaniNodeJS RSS ModuleTue, 23 May 2017 01:14:48 GMT<![CDATA[Mojos, hedgehogs, and PAC-istan]]>

A social media recap of the Nieman Foundation's 2014 Georges Conference on College Journalism.

Storified by Ryan Catalani · Mon, Apr 07 2014 17:30:30

The conference started on a somber note, as the Nieman Foundation remembered Anja Niedringhaus, the photojournalist and Nieman fellow who was killed in Afghanistan while covering the upcoming national election.
Kim Barker, the foreign correspondent turned campaign finance investigative reporter—going from Pakistan to PAC-istan, as she says—was the conference's keynote speaker. Barker published a book, The Taliban Shuffle, about her experiences reporting and living in the Middle East, and will be portrayed in the movie version by no less than Tina Fey.
Saturday began with a session by Allissa Richardson, founder of MOJO MediaWorks, on becoming a mobile journalist (or MOJO), using only the i-prefixed devices we have in our pockets and backpacks. Her ebook is at http://bit.ly/ninjamobile.
Rocking Lippmann House at #georges14: @ProfAlliRich on easy, affordable ways to get good footage on devices #nieman http://t.co/cZWyQZ9pod · StefanieFriedhoff
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<![CDATA[@MarkoTamera at @DrCookeJackson's health and narrative class]]>

Read more about these projects at mobility17.com.

Storified by Ryan Catalani · Fri, Mar 28 2014 00:07:18

Tamera Marko speaking to health and narrative class about Columbia and Mujeres Women #desplazadas http://t.co/nZu5mY5BBk · A. Cooke-Jackson PhD
"Project grew out of family" say Tamera Marko who is presenting health and narrative #Medellin http://t.co/6j6Iq5Hq7S · A. Cooke-Jackson PhD
"Communities want rhetorical mobility" say Tam in health and narrative class @MarkoTamera @magicofpi http://t.co/VvVWEZvCD9 · A. Cooke-Jackson PhD
Family albums were not representative of what was in library archives @EmersonCollege @MarkoTamera #medellinmihogar http://t.co/bnfgdgL707 · A. Cooke-Jackson PhD
18 hundred mile drive in Proyecto Carrito @EmersonCollege #dreamschool @MarkoTamera #empoweredengagement #stories http://t.co/ehd4QFXLyj · A. Cooke-Jackson PhD
change on the ground level @EmersonCollege @MarkoTamera Mario's story from El Salvador #teachustochange @jotasamper http://t.co/9hr9amUjQQ · A. Cooke-Jackson PhD
Mario's story brings tears & hope! continue 2 share ur narrative @MarkoTamera @EmersonCollege #narrativeschangelives http://t.co/Wej0ILwMrQ · A. Cooke-Jackson PhD
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<![CDATA[What happens when Emerson College doesn't cancel class during a winter storm]]>

Just check on Twitter.

Storified by Ryan Catalani · Wed, Feb 05 2014 06:06:15

Anticipating the impending winter storm, a number of Boston-area colleges—including Boston University, Boston College, Tufts, Northeastern, Berklee, UMass Boston, Emmanuel, MassArt, Wheelock, and The Boston Conservatory—canceled at least day classes on Wednesday. Suffolk canceled morning classes. Boston public schools will also be closed.

But even though nearly half of Emerson's student body lives off campus, the school still hadn't decided whether to cancel classes, or delay its opening, as of 1 a.m. on Wednesday. According to school policy, officials have until 6 a.m. to make an announcement.

Of course, it was easy to determine what students thought about this delay by looking on Twitter:
“We’ll make our decision on canceling AFTER you do your homework” -@EmersonCollege http://t.co/SFjoEFPA9e · James A Donner
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<![CDATA[A gif of a fight escalates into a gif fight.]]>

Storified by Ryan Catalani · Sat, Apr 27 2013 02:24:04

@tayyconnz @sadiebonang I was searching for fighting gifs and found this instead: http://25.media.tumblr.com/894a1ffedc0ba1ecdeea5a2748be49b6/tumblr_mim1f5nmZb1rlbvwso1_500.gif · Ryan Catalani
@magicofpi @tayyconnz I found this http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltpe8gq6gB1r4ghkoo1_400.gif and this http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ma3vyaUyTE1qhuy9mo1_400.gif · Sadie Bonang
@sadiebonang @tayyconnz http://i.imgur.com/7Sv8u.gif · Ryan Catalani
@magicofpi http://cdn.memegenerator.net/instances/400x/28881733.jpg #butactually · Sadie Bonang
@sadiebonang http://i.imgur.com/hrm1M.gif · Ryan Catalani
@sadiebonang @tayyconnz Also: your gifs: http://i.imgur.com/m1Q72.gif My gifs: http://i.imgur.com/aWlRv.gif · Ryan Catalani
@magicofpi JUST LET ME FINISH WATCHING MAD MEN!! http://weknowgifs.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/03/david-after-dentist-gif.gif · Sadie Bonang
@sadiebonang @tayyconnz http://i.imgur.com/XVO46.gif · Ryan Catalani
@sadiebonang @tayyconnz Anyway…http://24.media.tumblr.com/c7d7edb42ad6d1bb8e7d4dacd50e8116/tumblr_mghqmdgpiD1rmn7epo1_400.gif · Ryan Catalani
@magicofpi @tayyconnz ACTUALLY http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0nc7fj44j1rosg7go1_250.gif · Sadie Bonang
@sadiebonang @tayyconnz Yeah, okay. http://www.reactiongifs.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/obama_iswydt.gif · Ryan Catalani
@magicofpi @tayyconnz FIRST OF ALL YOU JUST COMPARED YOUSELF TO BARACK OBAMA. SECOND OF ALL THIS IS TIRING http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9g0xwnR7C1rqfhi2o1_400.gif · Sadie Bonang
@sadiebonang @tayyconnz http://www.reactiongifs.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/swag_dance.gif · Ryan Catalani
@magicofpi @tayyconnz http://img.pandawhale.com/21871-cm210240504e2aa363325gif-qnya.gif #seriouslythoughimdone · Sadie Bonang
@sadiebonang @tayyconnz http://i.imgur.com/aP80atj.gif Oh wait. http://images.wikia.com/glee/images/b/b7/I%27m_just_kidding.gif · Ryan Catalani
@magicofpi @tayyconnz http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxa7veXq9C1qfhd0d.gif #seewhatididthere · Sadie Bonang
@sadiebonang @tayyconnz http://i.imgur.com/l1ffb.gif · Ryan Catalani
@magicofpi @tayyconnz this is what I have to say http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcqojqLxwP1qbhc8v.gif · Sadie Bonang
@sadiebonang @tayyconnz This is how I felt while watching that gif. http://i.imgur.com/joCZx.gif · Ryan Catalani
@magicofpi @tayyconnz http://images4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20090502025102/lostpedia/images/6/6b/Startrek.gif · Sadie Bonang
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<![CDATA[Obama endorses same-sex marriage: Reactions from around the web]]>

"Obama has just lost support of the deep south with his support for same sex marriage. And gained support from the free thinking rest," tweeted @Eagle_Chaser.

Storified by Ryan Catalani · Wed, May 09 2012 19:55:01

As virtually every news organization has reported by now, President Obama now supports gay marriage.
Most reactions on Twitter were, perhaps unsurprisingly, positive:
Every channel just got interrupted... #breakingnews #obama #president #news #instagram · Fabiana McKown
Politicians on Twitter quickly chimed in:
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<![CDATA[Panera opens; Theater District rejoices]]>

My first experience at Panera was, like its food and ambiance, good enough.

Storified by Ryan Catalani · Wed, May 09 2012 17:54:12

As everyone within a mile radius seemed to know, Panera Bread opened a new location in Boston's Theater District.
The new restaurant "occupies a storefront that had sat vacant since a 7-Eleven store moved to another location in the same block," according to Jeremy Fox on Boston.com. And the chain "donates all unsold baked goods to local hunger-relief agencies at the end of its day, and it collects and matches cash donations from customers to support local charities."
The interior is inviting, painted in warm tones, accented with wood panels, and capped off by the fireplace. Its ambiance and soundtrack are inoffensive, and the theme is soothing but sterile, akin to, but arguably softer than, Starbucks' store design. (Or perhaps that's just because all of the chairs at this Panera are padded.) During lunch, the store was packed with customers, with a line that at times threatened to bulge out the front door.
After six hours of a presumably constant stream of customers, some of Panera's employees understandably could not paint more than a thin (but adequate) veneer of warmth over their apparent fatigue. The cashiers, who all wore handwritten, sticker-laden name tags, sometimes snapped rather than inquired "may I help the next customer." The one exception was the manager who was tirelessly cheerful, darting from the kitchen to the pickup line with a pleasant attitude and demeanor that, as far as I could tell, was completely genuine.

I ordered the very prominently highlighted "You Pick 2" combo, with a "creamy tomato" soup and a "roasted turkey & avocado BLT." At Panera, I learned, there are three tiers of sandwiches; perhaps the best way to illustrate the difference between these levels is to note the increasingly ostentatious names of the turkey sandwiches each offers. The rudimentary Cafe Sandwich level offers "sierra turkey" and "smoked turkey breast," the Signature Sandwich level has the "bacon turkey bravo," and the Premium Signature Sandwich includes – and this is what I ordered – the "roasted turkey & avocado BLT." I also bought a strawberry smoothie and, since it was only 99 cents, a cinnamon roll.

The wait was surprisingly short – for me, at least. Some more disgruntled customers seemed to have been waiting for longer. "You line up, then it rings, then you line up again" a woman still awaiting her food said dryly, referring to the pager customers get to notify them when their food is ready.
My first meal at Panera @ Panera Bread http://instagr.am/p/KaaG9njxLA/ · Ryan Catalani
I have to admit that I was somewhat surprised by how little food the "You Pick 2" deal came with, although I guess I shouldn't have expected more for a half sandwich and cup of soup. The smoothie tasted like lightly-puréed Yoplait yogurt, which is fine but not remotely reminiscent of real fruit. The soup and sandwich were good – I doubt Panera food merits an advanced culinary analysis – although I somehow ate the bottom piece of bread faster than the rest of the sandwich, leaving me with an unwieldy mélange of ingredients, and the already-slightly-soggy croutons in the soup were probably unnecessary.

Will I come again? Undoubtedly yes. Its food is pretty good, the seats are comfortable, there's free wi-fi, and it's so close to Emerson. (And, since the location is so new, the mayorship on Foursquare is still up for grabs.) It's an easy way to get a filling lunch, and that's good enough.
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<![CDATA[Reflections in Revere: A photo essay]]>

I enjoyed my time at the beach – but not just for the reasons I had anticipated.

Storified by Ryan Catalani · Wed, May 09 2012 02:02:06

I am not a beach person. I was born in Hawaii, home of the best beaches in the United States, but as my friends and family can resignedly confirm, I never go to the beach unless I'm invited by someone else. When I am dragged to the coast, I, in a silent but not so subtle protest, tend to wear a polo shirt and long pants – a uniform that, during one high school jaunt, led my friend's mother to assume I was the "parent chaperone." And going into the water requires extreme coercive action.

If there's something I can appreciate about the beach, though, it's the briny beauty, the gruff interplay between land and water, the photographic possibilities enabled only by the conflation of sun, shore, and sea. For that reason I decided to pack up my camera bag and head over to the oldest public beach in America, Revere Beach.
The ride on the T was uneventful and long (thank goodness for Instapaper), although I can now say I took the train all the way to Wonderland, a place that sounds fascinating but was, well, rather dreary, except for the miles of shoreline that lay ahead. I walked towards the ocean – no GPS needed – and its scent suddenly hit me, exactly one block away from the T station. It took me aback with its salty vigor and to my great surprise, I found myself smiling.

I wish I could say that a storybook wave of beach experiences past came flooding into my head, causing me to smile, but that didn't happen. This was no tsunami of emotion, but small ripples lapping a riverbank, a gentle but unexpected gust of familiarity. It was equal parts pleasant and shocking to discover that I, a guy who wears slacks on the sand and touches the Pacific Ocean only under duress, might have actually missed the beach.

And so I kept walking, struggling to keep my loony smile to a grin.
What's this? I'm at a beach? · magicofpi
That excitement faded somewhat when the first gust of wind passed effortlessly through my windbreaker and I realized just how deserted Revere Beach was. I suppose I didn't expect too many people to be tanning on a 60-degree day, but there were more pavilions than people on that shorefront. The only gulls I spotted flew away within the first ten minutes. And flora was virtually nonexistent, save tangles of seaweed nestled at the day's high tide mark. 

It had signs which were, like most instructions, completely ignored, including some forbidding canine companions (yet I saw no fewer than three dogs on the sand illegally) and others advising apparently clueless picnickers that those bins with billowing black bags were not purely decorative – you're actually supposed to stick your trash in them.
Nice try, canines · magicofpi
rc-20120507-173 · ryancatalani
Wait, take a closer look at that last sign.
A subliminal message · ryancatalani
Yes, this is a repurposed sign. It originally said "LEASH AND PICK UP AFTER DOGS $25 FINE." So before, you just had to leash your dogs; now, you can't bring them at all.

I don't think that Revere Beach really likes dogs.

It was getting colder and there was still nearly an hour before sunset, so I decided to find someplace to sit down and eat. I got out my iPhone and opened the Starbucks app – yes, I'm sorry, that was the first thing that came to mind – and discovered that the nearest location was about two miles away. I opened Yelp instead and found a cluster of restaurants near the Revere Beach T station, so I headed back in that direction. Many offered ice cream and frappes and other frozen confections which I'm sure would be delightful on a sweaty summer day, but completely unhelpful to me at that moment. So I kept walking down Revere Beach Boulevard until I found Nick's Place (with its "famous chicken kabob"), seemingly the very last restaurant before, well, the beach and the road ended.
rc-20120507-178 · ryancatalani
Enjoying shrimp scampi at this small, eponymous, beachfront restaurant @ Nick's place http://instagr.am/p/KWAGi7jxJw/ · Ryan Catalani
Nick (or if Nick isn't around anymore, whoever runs the place) did not disappoint me. Amid a crowded menu – the kind that seems to be common among small eponymous cafes – filled with a variety of calzones, pizzas, and omelette subs, I found and ordered shrimp scampi, which came with a very large roll of garlic bread (or is that garlic roll?). I honestly can't complain about the dinner; it was obviously no Legal Sea Foods, but filling and tasty nonetheless.

I stepped outside and there was the sunset. I didn't expect any fantastic smorgasbord of colors, no repeat performance of yesterday's vibrant exposition over the Charles River, but Revere surprised me again with its pastel but hearty hues seeping across the sky, a serene ending to the day.
rc-20120507-193 · ryancatalani
Later, I realized that the scene at Revere Beach, when I first arrived, uncannily resembled Kailua Beach, which my family and I visited on my last day in Hawaii during winter break. The resemblance was so great, in fact, that I even used the same filter on Instagram – Kailua is first, Revere second:
One last day in paradise I · magicofpi
What's this? I'm at a beach? · magicofpi
Maybe that's part of the reason I smiled upon arriving, because of the twin denouements, the parallel ways I finished my time in Hawaii and Massachusetts. Or perhaps it's just that my family's favorite coastline, which we used to vist every Sunday, had so much in common with this empty, unassuming stretch of sand four miles away from Boston.

It was no Kailua Beach. But in similarity we find comfort, and to that dictum Revere Beach proved no exception.
Revere Beach · ryancatalani
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<![CDATA[Emerson Students Stuck In Protests]]>

Whenever there's a march outside of @EmersonCollege, you know Emerson students will take to Twitter.

Storified by Ryan Catalani · Thu, Feb 23 2012 19:27:15

Emerson students – and other people situated around the Boston Common – found themselves amid some sort of rally this afternoon.
Was it a protest against the proposed cuts to the MBTA?
T cuts march down Boylston. outside 80 boylston. http://pic.twitter.com/HOXVAKGF · Mallory Meyer
Or something about jobs?
Or both?
In any case, Emerson students trying to get to class were stuck among the throngs of marchers.
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<![CDATA[Technology, dining, and social interactions]]>

How does technology help and hurt social interactions? Can technology make dining and other group experiences better, or does it only detract from the user's participation in the "real life" event?

Storified by Ryan Catalani · Tue, Feb 28 2012 04:01:00

The table was set and everyone was sitting around, chatting, laughing, and trying to distract themselves from the smells of the completely filled kitchen – yes, competely filled, cutting boards and baking sheets and various spatterings of flour and tomato sauce blanketed every counter and each burner on the stove held a pot or skillet or saucepan – which were wafting, unstoppable and delicious, into our noses, teasing us with the promise of equally-delicious food, which we could eat as soon as the water started boiling and Danny and I could cook the pasta. I looked at the big pot, then back at Danny and shrugged. He understood. Everyone was patient.
rc-20120211-124 · ryancatalani
Ironically, Danny and I had been the first to arrive at Tamera's house that afternoon. Tamera, our research writing professor, told us we were the first group to ever show up on time for the cooking project, let alone five minutes early. We had some tea and got to work on our recipe, a Greek meat sauce composed not only of beef, but also pork and veal. The sauce was pleasantly bubbling away by the time the other two groups arrived and started to make their arepas and alfajores.
Cooking some delicious-smelling meat sauce with @dannysanjur7 http://twitpic.com/8in8qu · Ryan Catalani
It was a uniquely exciting experience to cook with seven of my peers in our professor's kitchen, as our elbows bumped and we asked each other to please pass the salt or that spatula. We watched each other knead, chop, and stir, sweat beading on our foreheads and determination pouring from our hearts into those raw ingredients at our hands. The mixer whirred, the butter sizzled, and occassionally, the fire alarm blared. 
The water, so impertinent, finally decided to boil. We cooked the spaghetti in a snap, and soon everyone's plates were replete with our evening's labors. Nothing was absent from the table – not an unfilled glass, misplaced fork, or glum face – well, except for our cellphones. Yes, our phones, which were out throughout the cooking process, suddenly disappeared from our hands when we started eating. This certainly wasn't unexpected; it's commonly considered impolite to use technology around the dinner table.

But why? It is perfectly acceptable to use technology in most social settings, except for, of course, dining. Laptops and iPads are becoming more prevalent in schools. Blackberries and, more recently, iPhones, are staples of corporate communication. On busses, trains, and airplanes, you're more than likely to find people staring at the shiny glass screens of their smartphones, perhaps playing Angry Birds, checking Facebook, or listening to music on Spotify. What makes the dinner table such a sacred space, when in pratically every other social situation, using mobile devices is okay? Or should dinner enjoy such a unique status, when technology has become so pervasive in otherwise everyday situations?
Perhaps Americans just lack the necessary social graces for using technology in any public situation. In a study last year conducted by the Pew Internet & American Life Project, 92% of people surveyed agreed that "they wish people practiced better etiquette when it comes to using their mobile devices in public areas." In fact, about three in four participants said that people's mobile manners had worsened since 2009.
The epitome of rudeness, it seems, is to use your phone on a date. Instinctively, it makes sense: on a romantic evening, your attention should be devoted to the person sitting across the table from you, not the phone on your lap; the person who you're trying to impress with your charm and good nature, not your Foursquare badges; the person with whom you agreed to share an enjoyable dinner, not show off your texting skills.

Once, when I was on a date, there was a couple sitting across from our table, who never really seemed to talk to each other. They would talk to the waiter, to order their food and drinks, then almost immediately whip out their cellphones, silently staring not at each other, but at their screens. To be honest, I don't know if they ever had a real conversation – I was too busy paying attention to the girl in front of me.
As Thought Catalog points out, the number one sign that you're having an excellent first date is that "an entire hour has gone by and neither one of you has faked a bathroom trip, received a 'really important work email,' or directly asked for permission to look at your cellphone."
That means no texting, no emailing, and no certainly no tweeting. Get off Twitter, these Internet commentators urge, pay attention not to your phone, but to your date. There is one exception to the no-phone rule, though – you may take a photo with your date. That's romantic. Bonus points for applying a vintage effect to your picture.
<3 #thevow #movies #valentinesday #valentine #date #movie #movies #movietheater · Jack Tyson
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