There's a problem with data. No, not Data from Star Trek, with his emotion chip. But data. User data. Your data. My data. The trail we leave behind us as…
I am a transparent blogger. I use my real name, reveal personal details, and don’t separate my personal and professional identity. In my posts, I have discussed everything from flatulence…
This week I dove in and drowned. I got too excited about incorporating the tools from last week immediately and entirely into my life. As a result, Twitter, Feed.ly, Facebook,…
What a relief. "Start where you are." The advice came at the perfect time. "You can feel overwhelmed." Ain't that the truth. This week I dove headlong into Twitter, which led…
The teacher trainers are clustered in a corner. "I'm thinking," says Ashley (yin teacher, vibrant, killer hair, nerdy in the best way), "that we should hold a potluck, a dinner,…
My roommate shuns Facebook. "Ugh, I'm never on that," she sighs, "Sure, I have a profile, but I never post. Facebook is all about ego. All that posturing. Bleh." She…
Well, a few days into the course and I am down the rabbit hole. One tweet leads to instagram, which leads to website, which leads to an article, which leads…
I had no idea. Rather than endlessly trowel the net in search of information, or - god forbid! - visit websites, here is news coming to me. Like a little child…
“So when you get a text," my friend says slowly, "you first respond to what they say, and then you have to answer with a question to keep the conversation…
This morning I've been inspired to revisit my Twitter feed and actively peruse profiles of people that I admire. I can see how immediate this medium is, trying to create…
Well, my first evening of exploring Web 2.0, and I went a bit crazy. First of all, checking out other people's Twitter feeds caused me to feel self-conscious about the…
My mother never knows what to expect when I come home. Chatting about my plans for Thanksgiving, there will come the inevitable pause as she tries to plan her menu,…
