Berlin, day 1
November 5th, 2007
Since arriving in Berlin this morning I have…
currywurst at a cute little imbiss, eaten a slice of
Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte with a cup of good coffee and eaten ludicrous amounts of stick-to-your-ribs gut bürgerliche Küche at a restaurant with some friends while sucking down
I have yet to…
figure out why I’ve agreed at the last minute to be on a panel at 9am tomorrow morning,
go over my slides for my presentation tomorrow afternoon and
figure out how I’m going to fill my two minutes in the “ten great ideas in twenty minutes” slot.
I’m thinking I could either…
rant about portable social networks,
the password anti-pattern and how Web standards and microformats can save us all or read out
a short story from . Roy Orbison in Clingfilm
Previously on this day
Five go to Shropshire… well, a lot more than five, actually.
It looks like I’m going to have to miss the Brighton Bloggers meetup tomorrow night in the Wi-Fi enabled Black Lion pub. There’s a Salter Cane gig happening down at the Freebutt and I have yet to master the art of bilocation.
17 years ago I wrote
Adam Greenfield’s website just got even better. It now uses a lean mean combo of XHTML and CSS.
It’s been a wild weekend of music.
Despite the warmest October since records began, I’m not going to let the nice weather fool me.
It’s another lovely day in Brighton.
This is the plain vanilla look.
Hand-picked highlights from the archive.
Materials and tools; client and server; declarative and imperative; inclusion and privilege.
Not absolutely nothing, but not absolutely everything either.
There is a crack, a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.
Last night in San Francisco.
The opposite of design thinking.
The story of how one of my Flickr pictures came to be used in a Hollywood movie.