I think I’m glad I’ve not had any dreams about teaching yet, but I recognise some of the themes of Lisbeth’s nightmare…

Navire.net has some beautiful writing, though I repeatedly stumble over the French: Could lapin be a new word for laptop, I wondered, at first, because what would a rabbit have to do with this? It turns out that the narrator calls her […]

It rained all day, but when I walked home from dinner this evening the sky was deep blue and the street lights lit up the baring branches, half full with yellow leaves.

They never played the string quartet in G Minor at the museum. It disturbed the tourists. The repeated anguish of the chords made busloads of Americans and Germans stay outside in the gardens, merrily walking down to see Grieg’s grave or to […]

Decluttering bookshelves has turned up many old scribblings. A notebook from 1998 is full of blog posts, though I hadn’t yet realised that blogging was the name of my native genre. Here’s a quotation from Shelley Jackson‘s Patchwork Girl that would have […]

I know you’ve been longing for a furry laptop forever. Or would you prefer a pink apple on your white iBook, with matching accessories?

This week my Digital Media Aesthetics class is doing networked art (which is sometimes, but not always, the same as net.art) and today the students will be following Natalie Bookchin and Alexei Shulgin’s instructions on how to make DIY net.art. Their Introduction […]

Norwegians can stop laughing at the US voting system. In Oslo the various parties on the left got 46 more votes than the parties on the right, but because the council stopped using the d’Hondts method of calculating representatives and have switched […]

On the other hand, all my errands today meant I got to walk for two hours, all told, in a beautiful city in just the right sort of rain, rain that moistens your hair without making an umbrella necessary.

Grumpy. Long line at immigration office. Complicated citizenship rules. Phone queues. Spam. Back when in better mood.