I have heard two different reports on the radio recently that discussed the effect of technology on media. And, these comments then were turned to what this changing relationship with media means in the context of the war in Iraq.

| Read more...

My daughter has invited the same friends to her birthday party ever since she started having birthday parties. Today was her sixth one of those.

The “invitees”, who usually show up early up for the preparations and stay late for the clean-up given that none of them consider themselves “guests” and all consider themselves “part of” (wonderful that!), are so used to the games that they know the order of them, they tell me what is next, they remember who went first last year. And I continue to wonder and be amazed and am learning to understand the importance of “ritual”.

| Read more...

| Read more...

In the world of the web, you start wherever you do and you go from there. The road any of us travels is our own. The choice is ours. So… most of us would (and many do) say that this makes the web “upfront” in its relationships and empowering through its affordance of choice. I beg to differ.

| Read more...

I learned of the following on Tracy Kennedy’s web log, Netwoman, in the posting entitled “Power of Blog Voice”…

April 27, 2004
Library Boy wins fame and a room at NYU

By Karen W. Arenson, New York Times

http://www.startribune.com/stories/1592/4744370.html

Although the link in the article to http://www.homelessatnyu.com/ is currently “out of order” (the bandwidth limit of this student’s ISP was exceeded :o), you can find Steve’s (the subject of Ms. Arenson’s story) live journal at http://www.livejournal.com/users/homeless_at_nyu/.

| Read more...

There is a word in French la repousse that is sometimes — here in Quebec at least — used in reference to “our” children. In its true, dictionary meaning it is defined as being re-growth. It is a noun. It is as in “that which is new growth where once before there has been growth”. Like that seemingly vulnerable (fragile and not yet toughened) green part of plants that is so obviously the newest “stuff”. And, yes, like the new trees sprouting up through the ashes of a burnt-down forest.

I have heard various people sum up conversations about “our” children with “Ah la repousse…” and I have to admit that this often, wonderfully says it all.

| Read more...