Spam robot cut-up fiction
In one of my meanders through the web this weekend, I was reading about Jack Kerouac, which led to William S Burroughs, which led to Burroughs’ cut-up tec...
Category: The Narrative
Ebola exposes chinks in our techno-optimistic armor
If you’re a bio-nerd like me, you’ve known about Ebola for a very long time. You knew it was trouble from the get-go and wondered how it would unfol...
Cow, goat, sheep, alpaca, camel, or buffalo? Which milk do you like?
I thoroughly enjoy making yogurt. But, of course, most yogurt is made of cow’s milk. I was able to find some goat and sheep milk yogurts in my local store...
Changes in Aetna’s online offerings: what the impact?
I find Aetna to be a leader in using online tools to increase member engagement in their health (with the interest to lower costs, of course). One interesting o...
Posting mobile photos like it’s 2005
I haven’t looked at my Lifeblog archive in a long time. Without the software, it’s just a deep tree of folders holding all sorts of media over many ...
What to do with so many layers of technological sediment?
Much to my wife’s frustration, I have a habit of holding on to old tech. So what’s in my basement? Computers A 1987 Mac II (16-bit 68020 chip!) with...
TV: Morsels vs Streams
For a long time I’ve been thinking about the morselization of the web – the break down of the mogul-minded content consumption of the early media wo...
Frak. The car stopped.
I grew up in Brasil, so it was normal to be driving up in the hills of Rio and have a dog jump out and chase our car. Being teens, we’d just stop the car ...
Oral culture: Snapchat, deleting streams, and, now, Banter
I have two teens and it has been fascinating to see how they approach the permanence of text and images. The digitization of the world has challenged how we kee...
Breaking free of activity monitors: affective wearables, digital pheromones, and emotional mapping
Christine Lemke posted a collection of links to wrist gadgets, which triggered a conversation between us on Twitter. The list had your usual (yawn) suspects, su...