I didn’t know where the Port Authority Bus Terminal was and walked out pulling my suitcase behind me (“sorry, love, we’re not allowed to offer baggage storage after September 11”) to see to my surprise that I was on Broadway. Turn a […]

“No, there are no gifts from other people in my suitcase. Nobody gave me anything.” He looks at me, with a flirtatious smile, yet contrarily states, “Yes. They did.” I stare blankly at him, what does he mean? Flirting with him let […]

Lisbeth has posted links to a few handfuls of academic papers about blogs.

My students finished their first project last week: it’s a collaborative, subjective guide to the university, where each student has made a single page with a photo of and text related to something they love or hate or see every day. In […]

I don’t get much spam. Part of the reason is the audacious antispamming campaign led by postmaster@uib.no, who now not only uses a blacklist but also a greylist. As I understand it from this paper, if someone sends me an email and […]

Collaborative photo projects for people who like excuses to look differently at things: Implementation Airlinefoods.com Ghani’s International Ticket Project. Ghani’s creating a design for a new interface for London’s automatic ticket machines and is asking for photos of such machines from around […]

When explaining blogging to the interested but ignorant, I always give them a skewed picture. Once I showed them research blogs and got questions about why nobody used this medium for personal expression. Another time I showed them personal weblogs and was […]

Aw…. A little girl lost her doll a week or two ago at Disney on Ice in Oslo, and her parents set up a website and started an email chain to help find it – I haven’t seen the doll, but perhaps […]

Eirik Newth writes about Sprayblogg.no, a Norwegian service that makes it really easy to set up a blog and you can easily post to your blog by sending an SMS or MMS.

She lay on her bed, curled up, dressed but resisting the day’s duties. She felt her chest rise and fall steadily and heard herself breathe not breath but words: I want to scream. Why not scream then, she wondered. She waited. Opened […]