My morale is conflicted. In tending the communities I created, I have constructed an almost impossible conundrum for myself. It goes something like this: I am most happy when I talk to those who need my help and I am most engaged when talking to those who have things to …
I’m pretty sure its on another planet. Yep. Pretty sure. Posted via email from The Throughput
The 8 track tape is dead. No one has produced new music on one for a number of decades now. The UHF radio station is dead. Everything over the airwaves is digital. The bbs is dead. The web made sure of that. And yet… The record is alive and well. …
I once found a Nike hat in a Best Buy parking lot. No one was around and it looked to be in pretty good shape. I picked it up and wiped off the little bit of dirt that had gathered on the brim and I put it on. I walked …
Image via Wikipedia Sometimes the best ideas are not our own. Definitely not mine, anyway. Sometimes when we check into our communities, we realize that they have gone on without us. They have brilliant ideas about what should come next and they don’t require us for much of anything. The …
Image by Willderbeast via Flickr I get the feeling that we want the next big thing so badly that we see it in everything we do. We want the planets to align and for a vision to come down from the heavens more than anything else. We want to see …
We are all works of fiction. No matter how truthful we may try to be, our own stories betray the characatures that we let stand in for us. It is all an internal monologue playing itself out in front of us. Somettimes it is surprising and sometimes it is mundane. …
Image by GDS Infographics via Flickr I have a web alert set up for “social media” in my local area. Anything, whether it is a job or blog post or simply a quiet mention on the local news sends me an e-mail calling my attention to it. Usually, it turns up …
I have heard this phrase a number of times in the last day. I’m pumped about that. I think we are in hopeful moments when the thing we feel is pumped. We are balloons, flying. We are satiated and full. We are bolstered and unhinged in a wonderful way. New …
Because we must and must and must. Posted via email from The Throughput