Twits

I joined the bandwagon of Twitter fully aware that i would only collect a meager amount of friends on it, (since it seems fashionable around the geek arena now to jump into the same friend collecting activity as kids on myspace) but thought it was an interesting twist on Jaiku. It definitely feels like “myspace… Continue reading Twits

A half-baked feminist

I’m not a very good feminist. I don’t read enough to know about the entire debate, and I don’t encounter very many occasions that would make me raise my fist and the patriarchal society and all I can brag about reading would be the The Feminine Mystique, and books about gender and design. I read… Continue reading A half-baked feminist

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The long way to making sense.

There are some days when I just spot things that are completely at odds with each other and make me seriously doubt our ability to make any sense as a species. Ok, maybe that’s too grand a statement, but seriously… One the one hand we know we should be concerned about sustainability and the earth’s… Continue reading The long way to making sense.

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Freelancing or Freefalling?

I am on vacation… which is another way to say i’m not working full time, which is another way of saying i’m looking for more work, which just means I’m bored. After just 2 days “off”, I’m getting antsy again, looking for the next thing. Somehow inactivity does not suit me well and I’m not… Continue reading Freelancing or Freefalling?

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Me – Yeh I’m really interested in Web 2.0 stuff… My roomate (a product designer) – Web what? sigh…

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The art of not being a tourist

I hate tourists, i really do. Living in Amsterdam especially highlighted that trait in my already sporadically abrasive personality. I had to walk through the Dam every morning on my way to work and would hold my breath, as i whizzed past herds of lost tourists walking at the speed of a pot-induced crawl, looking… Continue reading The art of not being a tourist