Twitter permissions
Don’t be sheeple, tweeple!
Don’t be sheeple, tweeple!
Twitter, take your display “requirements” and shove ‘em.
The web is agreement.
The limits of Twitter.
How hash-bang URLs violate the robustness principle.
My name is Jeremy and I am a URL fetishist.
Twitter and Flickr do the right thing, rejecting the password anti-pattern.
A transcript courtesy of Twitter.
It’s not you, Twitter, it’s me.
The hypocrisy of Twitter’s OAuthcalypse.
Horror and cosiness.
Everybody down.
Surfacing serendipity.
Is it safe?
The password anti-pattern refuses to die.
Liveblogging a spontaneous panel from XTech 2008 in Dublin.
It’s the small things that irritate and delight.
A half-baked idea for a mashup.
Epic meme win.
The kind of list that’s too geeky for McSweeney’s.
Let me count the ways.
In which I spend a day in the epicentre of geekdom.
Even if you don’t like it, let us have our fun.
I’m a portrait taker, twisted portrait taker.
Love it or hate it but you’ve got to have an opinion on Twitter.
Why bother? What’s the point?
A few of the things I’ve been writing about recently come together.
A hit parade of throwaway remarks.
The minor explosion of a social network.
Squishing RSS feeds together.
This is the plain vanilla look.
You can subscribe to the journal RSS feed.
Hand-picked highlights from the archive.
You can find me scattered across these sites:
I had the pleasure of welcoming these people into my home: