Archive for the 'instant_messaging' Category

This is a short entry to keep you all updated as to why I’ve not been posting here. As of around four p.m. today, K. and I are now legally committed to buying a house, and we get full ownership in a week’s time.
We then dithered for several hours as each of us waited [...]

I used to love The Register. It stood up for digital rights, stuck the knife into governmental IT projects, shone the light on ID cards and gave due attention to the largely pointless and wasteful intrusions of technology in the form of CCTV or the database state. But for the past twelve months or so, [...]

The BBC has twin, conflicting pressures that give its web presence a certain flavour. On the one hand, because public service broadcasting does have a certain freedom, then it can adopt technologies quite early, if only on the small scale. This is the driving force behind fringe successes like BBC Backstage.
On the other, whole strata [...]

You should never listen to me, really. When Twitter could no longer send free SMS updates in the UK, I was one of many that predicted the decline of the service in this country. The reason was my personal experience: I felt I had found Twitter’s “killer” application—liveblogging and expanding the experience of things like [...]

Since staying up for the first round of election results I haven’t really caught up on my sleep until today. I woke at one point last night feeling like I had been drugged, so deep had I been sleeping. Even the flimsiness of our new curtains—and that’s another, surprisingly batshit story—couldn’t keep me awake, until [...]

Saturday saw me largely confined to the house with my bad back, which meant I missed a party in London and was feeling particularly fed up. I decided, rather impulsively, to drink something and wander round the internet. Only at the time I considered it extending my experiences beyond the paradigm of normal partying.
Re-reading that [...]

This week I’ll be attending as many literary things as I’m able. If anyone’s interested in meeting up, then feel free: my vanity domain now has an odious Twitter window on it which I’ll try to update with my whereabouts as and when I actually know myself. As my boss said this morning in the [...]