Calling a spayed a spayed
Just easing myself back into blogging on my own behalf.
I feel the need to recognise publically that *this* is a Cat Blog
Just easing myself back into blogging on my own behalf.
I feel the need to recognise publically that *this* is a Cat Blog
Max Niederhofer (in charge of operations for 20six, the blogging company) has posted an initial manifesto and created an associated wiki where people are already starting to stand up and say “Hi! What a good idea…mmmmm…. what could we do?” As Max says on the “soon-to-be homepage” of the EIP site, “The EIP wants to…
rexblog.com: Rex Hammock’s Weblog Wa-hey – top of Rex Hammock’s list of podcasts he’d pay for is: “1. City tours (really, any kind of tours, including museums, historic battlefields, national parks, etc.) : I would purchase downloads of MP3s I could listen to in a rental car, driving into a downtown from an airport. Not…
One of those brain dump things where I want to write more than 140 characters but not enough for a “proper” post, whatever *that* is. The not-so-obvious sign that twitter’s about to go mainstream is that the really smart people are so bored with it they are messing with the concept. This week has seen…
Handsome fella Originally uploaded by technokitten. Helen is getting ready for the Swan Youth Theatre reunion next week by digging out some of the most toe-curling memorabilia. This one, and others of me through the eighties and in a variety of bizarre outfits can be found on flickr with the tag lloyd davis
Lessig is podcasting … in his own way. He reads aloud from his latest published work in Wired – a good piece on public funding of wi-fi – but the fact that he’s “just” reading it gets a lot more comment than the content of what he says. He does explain up front, on his…
First, say “Happy Birthday Helen!” Now, even on her birthday she gives her friends something, she told me about this and I’m going to pass it on. If you’re a fan of Yo! Sushi, then for the price of some of your valuable personal information (no, nothing beyond the usual name, e-mail, birthday etc) you…
Oi! OI! … You *know* it’s going to get worse when I get the little guy home with me…