Preamble soundtrack: Bat Hearse, “The Day Don McLean Died” One of the ways I’m a bad blogger is failing to post about the good stuff when it happens. Usually because the best moments are the hardest to get right, and I worry about seeming obnoxious in celebration, showing the right amount of gratitude, or trying […]Read more "The day that Don McLean died"
A sudden chorus of whoops and yibbles burst from a kind of juke box at the far end of the room. Everybody quit talking. The bartender tiptoed back, with the drinks. “What’s happening?” Oedipa whispered. “That’s by Stockhausen,” the hip graybeard informed her, “the early crowd tends to dig your Radio Cologne sound. Later on […]Read more "First gig"
Reading Martin Weller’s reflections on a decade of stellar ed tech bloggery… Blogs were like little beacons shining across the globe that would splutter in to life and look for fellow signals to respond to. I fell in with the North American and UK ed tech blogging crowd. And this is why I think blogging […]Read more "Hooking up the tow rope, still not outta the ditch"
It was less than a year ago that a lifetime of music collection went up in smoke. Actually, eyewitness reports suggest that the vinyl did not really go up in smoke so much as it dissolved into a molten bubbly mass for about twenty-four hours, eventually hardening into a shiny black orb. Long-time readers of this blog […]Read more "The data does not lie. I am boring."
As we were preparing from our homes on opposite sides of Canada to head off for New York City, my buddy Grant Potter sent me this video by The Town Heroes: It turned out to be almost prophetic, as much of my week was spent with Grant and we gawked around NYC like a similar […]Read more "Room for you… don’t call it a New York City tour diary"