Two years ago, I came across this set of questions via Alex's blog. My archives are still not up past a year ago so I can't tell you how I got to it– just that it was through his site. For the last two years, I've looked forward to answering them again. This is my… Continue reading 2006: A look back
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If you come tomorrow
If you come today… This is the best song ever and will forever remind me of the summer in Bangalore. Rajkumar was a native of Bangalore, in my neighborhood, Sadashivanagar. He achieved a nearly godlike status. When he died in April, several days of riots broke out in the city–there was still a broken window… Continue reading If you come tomorrow
So. Vox. Hi.
I've not been posting as frequently as I used to on Girlwonder. I chalked it up to just being busy, but more of it had to do with the fact that it's just plain out there on the Net. My students find it.The people reading my applications to Ph.D. programs could Google me and come… Continue reading So. Vox. Hi.
Ubi-recap
I’m sitting at Chicago O’Hare, wending my way back across the US after Ubicomp. The conference goes on for two more days but I have to go to my James Stirling seminar tomorrow, so I’m coming back. Altogether, it was a satisfying conference. It was fruitful, it was fun, it was social. First, Amanda, Eric,… Continue reading Ubi-recap
Ubicomp and fun palaces
It’s always hard to start writing when school starts. I slacked last year, I’m slacking this year. But since today, I leave town, I must publish. My first week of school, I had to turn in a 20 page chunk of my thesis on Cedric Price. If I owe you email and haven’t written, that’s… Continue reading Ubicomp and fun palaces
Web 1.0
Web 1.0 Originally uploaded by douglas. (School starts tomorrow. I don’t believe that Web 2.0 exists. So this is lovely.) Douglas posts cards. See a familiar one in there? I’d peg that at SXSW 99. Or Web 99.
No spectators?
No spectators? Originally uploaded by maximolly. There is something wrong with watching the burn on cable TV, while it pisses rain in Connecticut. But that’s what I did. My camp, the Roarshack, is scrolling by as the man explodes in fireworks before catching on fire.
Terra americana
I’m back in the United States, currently in Minneapolis, after 21 hours of some of the most unpleasant travel I’ve ever experienced. I will never fly British Airways again because of their ranging-from-merely-inconsiderate-to-downright-rude customer service agents on the ground at Heathrow, the 2 1/2 hour departure delay due to the airline not completing its paperwork,… Continue reading Terra americana
Eine Bücherkette: a chain of books
Every time I go to Düsseldorf, I visit my friend Rudolf’s bookstore, Literatur bei Müller. I’ve been going to the store since it opened, when I was 18. But I’ve been friends with Rudolf since 1993, when I lived in France and would come to visit Düsseldorf. I would go to whatever readings they had… Continue reading Eine Bücherkette: a chain of books
We’re leaving everything behind
“We’re leaving everything behind,” the blonde haired little girl said in the glass elevator at the Brussels Midi train station. I laughed and made eye contact with her parents. “That about sums it up,” I said. I’m adjusting to having left India. I knew I’d have to adjust but I’m surprised at how it’s affecting… Continue reading We’re leaving everything behind