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Tuesday, March 26, 2002
Small Pieces Loosely Joined for Kids
An online kids' version of David Weinberger's new book. Titled "What the Web is For," it is an uplifting piece for young and old.
Thursday, March 21, 2002
NetFuture #129
Since GWB likes to throw the term around so much, some further reading on "evil."
Wednesday, March 20, 2002
Blogging: Tune Out and Switch On
Blogging as calisthenics for your brain. "If you read me regularly you know how I feel about the trickery used in telvision. What is rewarded as 'art' is the equivalent of chewing gum for your brain. The metaphor really fits, if you think you're sitting in front of the tube and are relaxed, then you are sorely mistaken. Your brain is working quite hard on putting the images and sounds into some sort of logical flow." -- Adam Curry (yes, the one-time MTV VJ)
CD Baby: SIDEWAYS.
Funny writeup on this band. This site is fun, as you would expect. Jazz selection looks especially strong.
CD Baby: GREG BROWN, CHARLIE PARR, JEFF WHITE: Down in the Valley.
Might haveta order this one...
CD Baby: a little CD store with the best new independent music
This is the kind of business that makes you love the web: independent-minded people doing what they love and making a living at it -- and helping other outside-the-mainstream folks make a living too. Gives me a warm fuzzy.
Daughter, 2, will be allowed to date in 2048
Everyday life with a toddler made even funnier through the writing of Dave Barry
Friday, March 15, 2002
Online diarists rule an Internet strewn with failed dot-coms
Nicely sums up what's happening with blogs.
Well, here we go. A foray into publishing on the Net. If I may be so bold as to call this publishing. This seems way too easy for that term, but that is the revolutionary nature of this whole blogger thing, which I've been reading about for months (and, of course, reading many a wonderful blog). Okay. So, is this a "voice"? Yes, yes it is. Is it appealing? Guess that remains to be seen. So...from the the High Water inner sanctum to....hmmm...well, someone, surely, will trip over this thing, and read it. Welcome.
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