Lessons learned from Indie Web Camp Germany.
Day forty five plus one.
Day forty three.
Day twenty five.
Day twenty one.
Reports of the death of the personal site has been greatly exaggerated.
Small pieces, loosely stacked.
A productive weekend.
I want the web to be delivered over https:// but we might be in for a rough period of transition.
Posting to Twitter from adactio.com
It’s not you, it’s me.
This is my website. There are many like it, but this one is mine.
Writing, publishing, sharing, speaking.
To love something, it has to be set free.
Today is launch day for an exceptionally good project.
Reclaim what you publish: come along to IndieWebCamp in Brighton on September 9th.
Always read the meatspace lump of dead-tree atoms.
The end of an internet era.
Pausing to give thanks.
How I wish that conference audio were as widespread of conference video. Speaking of which, I’ve transcribed my talk from the Update conference.
The website of the book.
There’s a book I want you to read.
I want to love my Kindle, I really do.
My first book has been updated (though not by me).
I’ve only gone and written another bloody book.
Life? Don’t talk to this anthropomorphised inanimate object about life.
Fighting the good fight in Europe.
Moving from the denial phase into anger.
This life stream idea has legs. Also: why Yahoo Pipes and Ning won’t be duking it out.