Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Probaby there was, and I didn't get the memo in time.
I wish those of in such a backchannel could trade and transmit Flickr photos to the screen behind Mr. President's head in direct, real-time refutation of his patently untrue comments.
We did that at Supernova last week.
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
This weekend I was forced to consume a gallon of slow-churned vanilla ice cream, two boxes of bubble gum popscicles, a Neal Stephenson novel, the latest Steven Johnson treatise, Thomas de Zengotita's mindblowing, existential, millennial (in the Kushner sense) shattering work of genius, and an entire Season 1 marathon of America's Next Top Model on VH1... all while flat on my back and hopped up on pseudophedrine.
Yes, that's right-- this weekend, bronchitis pwned me.
I've heard that too much flying compromises your immune system... so it's a good thing I don't have 3 more flights this week, two of 'em international, and 4 talks to give in 3 cities.
Um, wait. I do.
Maybe the robot ludologists from the future will have to give my presentations for me, after all.