Thoughts and sketches on humans, nature, running, and the end of the world
As all cops know, there is something exceptionally relieving in telling the truth. Lying takes a big effort; expressing who we are and how we really feel is the satisfying path of least resistance. This is all good, but the impulse to tell the truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth creates some...
It’s been a little less than 2 months since I’ve bought my domain, found a web host, downloaded WordPress, started a blog. Every day, I read blog feeds on Bloglines, including Boingboing whose 68,000 posts a day I browse religiously. I copywrited my blog with Creative Commons, opened an account with Flickr, and I...
Today I spent my online time tweaking my web site and reading women's blogs....
Blog-nections and cyber-emotional support...
I’ve just discovered Jory Des Jardins’ blog, Pause. I love it. I spent hours this morning reading it, instead of eating breakfast (impressive: breakfast is my favorite meal by far and I was actually quite hungry). It seems that everything she talks about is fundamentally relevant to my life. She is gone through what...
I wish we had blogs when I was thirteen. Or fourteen, or even fifteen. Too bad we didn’t even have personal computers then. The most advanced pieces of technology I had at that time were a typewriter and a bulky Texas Instrument calculator. Xerox copier were just at the beginning, they used this weird...