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I’m speaking next week at Online Information, the huge VNU information management conference and show at Olympia. I’m going to be speaking on wikis in a session on Wednesday led off by Jimbo Wales. So, nervous and unconfident about what I’m going to have to say to add to the wisdom of His Worshipful Wikipedianess? Ha! Moi?
I’ve titled my presentation Why Wiki? Breaking barriers and Building bridges I shall probably blog a little more about it on the conference blog – but I shall be talking about the need that wikis fill – the collaboration imperative in the knowledge economy and showing how wikis have wider applications than the online reference book (however fabulous they may be).
I shall be taking the opportunity though, while I’m hanging around Olympia and have a speaker’s pass, to do as much live-blogging, podcasting and videoblogging as I can manage without in-room wifi (it’s in the lobby apparently). So be prepared for the usual spurts of binge-bloggery. The blogs and wikis stream will be fun, but I’m also looking forward to David Weinberger‘s opening keynote.
To the Brixton Academy last night to see Bob Dylan and his Band in concert. Cool man… very cool…. this guy was a Columbia recording artist four years before I was born! It took me a while to get used to standing up all the way through a concert which I don’t think I’ve done since I saw The Pretenders at Poole Arts Centre in 1982-ish. I also struggled for a bit with irritation at just how tall some people can be especially when they are standing between you and a glimpse of a music legend.
So I don’t know whether it was me or the great man who took time to warm up, but it wasn’t until two-third in with Hard Rain that I felt it really started to get going – and the encore, Like a Rolling Stone and All Along the Watchtower, were probably the best bit of the whole night. I was grateful however to be reminded of that great little song The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll and to hear it straight from the man himself in his white hat, box-back coat and rhinestone seamed trousers was transcendental.
This morning I had very tired calves, knees and hips from standing on a slope all night and sore shoulders from way too much overhead clapping. Yeah, now is the time for your tears.
Ain’t it weird when someone from another part of your life suddenly pops up and says “Oh yeah, I’ve got a blog too”?
But I can tell you it’s really weird when someone says “Yeah, I’m podcasting”. This happened to me this week when my friend Sabrina revealed that she’s been doing a podcast about standup comedy since August when she was up at the Edinburgh Festival.
The earlier ones from the festival are fun – comics round the table riffing off each other. Now Sabrina’s publishing regular interviews with people who are performing at the Angel Comedy Club in Camden Passage.
The podcast feed is at: http://feeds.feedburner.com/newcomedyradio/ but doesn’t seem to have enclosures enabled. Have a listen and let Sabrina know that you heard about her here (She’s sabrinageorge AT sabrinageorge dot co dot uk).
Great pictures, stories about the cast and crew and fascinating facts about space and being in it. And now not only do we know it’s brilliant but she got featured in today’s Guardian so hundreds of thousands of muesli-knitters all over the UK do too. What a star…. (geddit!?!)
Suw has drafted me in to facilitate an evening of discussion about digital rights and ORG. Apparently there’ll be networking and wine too!
ORG is the Open Rights Group, the outcome of a long conversation that culminated with Danny O’Brien from the EFF starting a pledge drive for an EFF-like organisation in the UK on PledgeBank thusly:
“I will create a standing order of 5 pounds per month to support an organisation that will campaign for digital rights in the UK but only if 1000 other people will too.”
The evening will begin with a short presentation by special guest speaker Jonathan Zittrain, Chair in Internet Governance and Regulation at Oxford University and then we’ll get chatting in an open space style. So though I have ideas about how best to capture what needs to be captured for those people who believe you have to capture something, I’m tending towards letting the group of 100 incredibly bright people decide for themselves what gets captured.
We’ll be at 01ZeroOne in Soho (corner of Peter St & Hopkins St) on Tuesday 29th November from 6pm to 9pm. Numbers are strictly limited, so if you’d like to be one of the coolest 100 people talking about digital rights in London on that particular night, you should reserve a place by e-mail to: firstname.lastname@example.org
Incidentally, the above pledge still requires another 45 signatures to reach the magic 1,000 “other people” so if you believe this is a good thing and are willing to part with a fiver a month to make it a reality, you know what to do.
All good things come to an end. And all cheesy grooming product video blogs must wind up too. So here we are with a pot of hair wax. There really isn’t much I could have done with this without getting totally out of hand and applying it to other hairy parts of my body I suppose, but luckily for you, I’ve only just thought of that and it didn’t occur to me at the time. The best I could manage were a couple of little horns.
So now it’s competition time. I’m sure that those of you with hair can do better, so send me your photos or links to photos of yourself under the influence of a hair sculpting product. Doesn’t have to be wax, it could be mousse or gel just as easily. The only entry requirement is that you have more hair to play with than me – Sorry Neal, I don’t think you’re going to make it in unless you have something from the archive The prize…a barely unopened, hardly used pot of Hair Wax, product number 7 in the G-Room range.
And so farewell G-Room review videoblog, it’s been fun getting to know the products – really should have given me some eye-treatment stuff and a free razor and made your face wash smell less like fairy liquid, but I am still using the shaving cream every day and on the odd occasions that I allow women into my bathroom, they’re very impressed by my array of grooming products.
Your suggestions please dear readers for another product range on which I should be let loose.
As if my face weren’t lovely and soft enough, I have to go and slap some moisturizer all over it. The G-Room moisturizer, number 5 in the range, promises to restore, protect and defend, pretty strong stuff from a squirt of white goo. You’ll have to watch the video to find out just how restored, protected and defended I feel by the end of it.
Bonus(ish) scene: you get to see a half-hearted attempt at my impersonation of Marlon Brando in the Godfather.
Only one left now, those of you who have been watching from the start will know that we reach the G-Room videoblog climax with Hair Wax tomorrow. Mmmmm… Hair Wax.
At the NMK User Generated Content event last week Anthony Lilley from FourDocs and Helen Copnall from MSN appear to have had differing views on the size of something. Answers on a postcard or in the comments please to:
1. What were they comparing the size of?
2. Which of them do you believe?
[btw I'm writing this using Flock - and I like it]
Dear esteemed readers, do please add yourselves to my frappr map. For those outside the UK, don’t worry, the map is global, it just defaults to show people nearby – which leads to a niggle. Within the US, pins can be attached to ZIP codes, but elsewhere you have to stick with City, so anyone in London will be assigned an arbitrary place here (there’s no option to go down to boroughs or areas such as Chelsea, Wimbledon or Islington – to name but three locations where I know my readers hang out) – hopefully this is just a beta issue! Come on – what are you waiting for? Get your pins out.
At last the stubble comes off cleanly when I test the G-Room shaving cream using my cheap disposable razor. Now my face is lovely and soft.
Listen out for the classic catch phrases: “It’s very fresh, that’s nice, I like that” , “Ow, don’t poke you’re eye out on the tap, Lloyd” and “Oooh, my face is lovely and soft” But you’ll have to wait till the very end to hear me slap my belly.
File under “shaving fetishes” or “Ten minutes of my life I’ll never get back”