Oh, what the hell. I'm back. Already.
Today's news, apart from the foregoing, is that I've signed up to attend the Geekfest To End All Geekfests, where the quite frankly lovely Danny O'Brien will pour forth on "the decoupling of fame and fortune" occasioned by, erm, hanging out on the internet a lot (hey, I hang out on the internet quite a bit and I haven't made it into Heat *or* the Sunday Times Rich List. Where am I going wrong?) and much zeitgeisty technocultural nonsense will be spouted on the phenomena that are blogging and "social software" (that's IM to you and me, a zeitgeisty technosocial phenomenon whose existence will one day be acknowledged by the Guardian and whose potential to destroy the fabric of society as we know it will be slavered over by the Daily Mail long after society and all of its Ideological State Apparatuses have in fact been imperceptibly blown to pieces).
It's a fiver on the door if you're interested, but you have to register first.
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Blimey. Will call you. About things. And Friday. Big hug.
What she said.
Hey. LONDON has wooooooooooooon. London, London, London. That's so cool. I want to go there!!!!! And I will. And I will link to you, too by the way. Thanx.
Fuck terrorism. I can't believe that. I hope so much you are safe, Patroclus.
Ah, thanks Konrad for your concern. Thankfully everyone I know in London - including myself - is fine.
That thing looks quite interesting.
Unfortunately I'll be at a ceilidh in Scotland on that day. Alas...
"That thing" does sound good. Maybe I could do tabloid style talk on "How I
lost my wife on the internet - whilst watching the Simpsons". Although I may have to shorten the title if I want the Sun to serialise it as one of their photo problem stories... and get some good pictures of the internet in a bra.
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