A new surge of spam hit my comment fields in the last few days, so I updated my blogging software and the anti-spam plugin and the blacklists and, as suggested, my personal blacklist is now automatically published as I add things. It’s […]

I took the kids to the woods and they sailed to New Zealand in a boat the uninitiated might have thought a fallen tree. There were pirate islands, sharks, ghosts, storms and stick-swords on the way and by the time we came […]

The living web is fluid. Accept that things may be different tomorrow. I’m happy for individual bloggers to edit or delete posts from their blogs, or for journalists to update an article in a newspaper throughout the day as new information or […]

My family’s pretending that tomorrow is Christmas Day so that we can gather the absolute maximum of family for our Christmas dinner. So today people are arriving and tomorrow there’ll be children ripping open presents at dawn and turkey for dinner and […]

Next time I enter the United States of America my face will be biometrically measured and my fingerprints scanned and stored by American intelligence. Think about that: that’s information my own government doesn’t have about me. It’s information I don’t have about […]

Last week Steven Johnson wondered why there are no videogames that simulate the 2004 US presidential campaigns. The idea must have been floating around the zeitgeist, because Howard Dean’s campaign has actually commissioned a game, just released today I think, where you […]

Searching for something completely different, I found David Weinberger’s post of guesses of how we’ll blog when blogs are really popular. Also to be tucked away for future use, is the comparison of the nanoaudiences of blogs to the audience of one […]

Chris Allbritton, a blogging journalist who in March blogged so well readers donated enough money to send him to Iraq as an independent journalist, is still writing about Iraq, and planning to go back. I’m interested in why I enjoy his writing […]

I’d hardly care that the sound quality isn’t that good: an mp3-player necklace – look, here’s a sexier photo.

A snowball hit my window. Nobody outside, only footprints in the snow. Ten minutes later remnants of snow drag a wet tail down the window like snail’s silver.