Flags are all at half mast today. I think it’s for the Swedish foreign minister, who died this morning. She was stabbed in a department store yesterday, and the assassin has not been found. The flags could have been for the victims […]

“OK, everyone who’s interested in discussing games, definitions and narratives, over to that side of the room. Everyone interested in discussing Turkle’s 1984 article over to this side.” All the boys went to the structuralist definition side. All the girls (only four […]

The NY Times tells us about a protoblogger decides to run for governor and therefore starts blog – I particularly noticed the nature of her preblogging: [A] few times a week on a blackboard next to the daily drink specials, she recalls, […]

Two years ago today the sun shone and in the afternoon, when everyone knew what had happened but not what would happen, we sat outside in the sun, our kids playing oblivious to our concerns, and we were joking as one does […]

Jesper‘s got three weeks left of his PhD grant and is in that zone where everything is connected, and even procrastination is weirdly productive: [Playing Virtua Tennis] was meant to be a pure waste of time, but Iíve already written about how […]

Tamar Schori‘s Beadgee (or fullscreen, Windows only) lets you play with images and words just as a child plays with her beads: making patterns, stringing and restringing, standing back to look at your creation. Here’s how it works: At first you see […]

One and a half hours waiting in line at fremmedpolitiet. A minute at the counter. Half of that was spent listening to a Norwegian who’d matter of factly by-passed the queue to complain loudly about some foreigners who were misusing her address […]

I’ve been fretting and procrastinating over another definition I’m writing for the Routledge Encyclopedia of Narrative Theory, you see, this one’s on cyberpunk (the genre) and I’ve never published a thing on cyberpunk. Except for a hastily written definition I sent to […]

I need to go to the police to get my residency permit stamped into my new passport. They’re shut today but having got my passports out, old and new, I leaf through the pages. Each stamp brings back memories: Rome in March, […]