It’s not exactly "background noise", although in some ways it is like a small trickling stream somewhere nearby that occasionally burbles or splashes a little. Then some cute little icon changes color, sends up a balloon, does a little dance, makes a little "knock-knock" sound. Sometimes it catches my attention – for instance as when a "tweet" from Jon Cates in Chicago exactly matched the sound from my living room in Austria yesterday evening – sometimes I pay little or no attention to the burbles. Who is communicating with whom in this stream?
you may not have noticed, but new zealand got a new government at the weekend. as in the USA, the people voted for a change - but here the change is a swing to the right. the national party, in opposition for nine years, has swept to power on the promise of a "more ambitious" new zealand, which involves not just tax cuts but "regular tax reductions" - as well as more spending to cushion the expected blow of the recession.
Last Sunday the Linz0nein* website launched the Buffet Plunder Blog: the great free-food-for-all action for the European Capital of Culture year Linz09. As with most great ideas, in principle it is quite simple. The more I think about it, though, the more I imagine that this project has the potential to trigger some magnificent disasters.
it's been a while since i posted a blog entry here, due to the combination of a list that rivals ruth's mound of things and general post-mastery slothfulness. add to that the return to my little house and garden, somewhat neglected for the last couple of years while i was mastering away in brisbane.
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Recently I was both surprised and quite amused to discover that Anna is using Twitter, since it was only a few months ago that she expressed serious distaste for the idea, questioning why anyone would waste their time with such frivolous communications. When she showed up on Facebook a few months later, I was so surprised and confused, thinking this new contact couldn't possibly be who she seemed to be, that I had to ask her who she really was. Of course, with her background, motivation and experience, Anna has very quickly figured out how to make frivolous communication platforms useful, while still questioning the implications and consequences of using them. I read her blog post as a kind of "wake-up call", a reminder to stop and reflect with a sense of "what just happened?"
At first it was disconcerting to find myself being hugged so warmly again and again by complete strangers with tears in their eyes. Gradually, though, as these people told me their names and I began to grasp the context, I realized that they were not strangers at all: they were my sister Amy's colleagues and friends, people she had shared with me and me with them, people who had been part of her life and were now mourning her death with us.
Day Three: FEMA @ WalMart
We got up at 6:30 or so, and I said that I wanted to just go and get at it. Now, keep in mind that I am writing this on Day Six after landfall, and i dont' know whether I'm tired, hazy, or blanking it out. It's just that I feel like sweeping detail is dropping away, and if you're tired of my sprawling narrative, you might be thankful, although I probably still won't spare you by much...
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