Category: Kim Krause Berg

A commercial in the USA may be aimed at the woman inside the woman. A woman with magic, spark and a no regrets sense of who she is and where she’s going. For starters, in the TV spot, she’s in the driver’s seat. I can’t remember the make or model of the automobile. I don’t care who the woman is behind the wheel. What I remember and giggle to myself about is that she asks if your car turns youRead more…

As I return to a less intense work load than in weeks past, I thought I’d relax with you and share some recent usability blog posts that caught my eye, but I haven’t had time to write or comment on them. Four Bad Designs. Jakob Nielsen picks four examples of designs that missed their mark. Each example is right-on, but my favorite is the first one. Without incentive, there’s no reason to care about the call to action. Google NowRead more…

One of my favorite moments is when my kids take over the kitchen. Last night, my 18 year old daughter and her boyfriend decided to make chocolate covered strawberries after we’d made a big dinner for everyone. They’d never done it before. They went out to the store and bought chocolate chips and big, fat strawberries. Back at the house, they dumped the chips into a pan and melted them. However, it didn’t have right consistency. It was too thickRead more…

I got a message from Facebook today. Someone indicated I am “hot” in one of those “Compare” applications. I accepted this word graciously offered to me and clung to it like a cat pouncing a mouse. Facebook has been interesting to explore. MySpace has a cluttered, chaotic user interface that confuses the hell out of me. Facebook is organized and loaded with more ways to connect with and keep track of friends. Not a day goes by where someone isRead more…

(The following outburst is reprinted from a post at Cre8asiteforums by permission of myself because every once in a while it feels really damned good to let it all out.) In the beginning there was only a gray background. We borrowed (stole) everyone’s HTML so we could learn how to make our own web sites. We lied about our real identities. We were shy in those days. Even our spam was wimpy. Immature. Testing Internet waters. Spammers started with simpleRead more…

There’s a scene in the movie version of “Oliver” where merchants walk along the street outside his bedroom window peddling their wares. They sing out “Who will buy?” this or that, holding up samples for passersby to see. Oliver has never witnessed such a thing before. He sings, Who will buy this wonderful morning? Such a sky you never did see! Who will tie it up with a ribbon, And put it in a box for me? I visited aRead more…

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