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Hell-OO!
I like The Web is at the intersection of publishing and the telephone, from today's DaveNet. For years I've believed that the Net is an evolutionary expansion of telephony, an idea I owe to Reese Jones, the brain researcher who founded Farallon Computing (now Netopia) and invented the original PhoneNet connector. Those connectors turned any bunch of Macs into a peer-to-peer LAN. For very little money, too.
Anyway, while I was looking around for stuff I've written on the subject, I ran across an early Cluetrain out-take, which I just turned into HTML and put up here.
Pet the bear
Wanna know how much human ballast has been dumped by this dot-com or that? The Wall Street Journal has kindly provided a master list.
It's 5:45am. Do you know where your vacation went?
Back in the orifice and writing this at 8:45am PST. That's 5:45 back in the last place I slept, by Napili Bay in Hawaii. The weather kinda sucked (by Hawaii standards) the whole time we were there. Very windy and often rainy. I was impressed every day by the immense wave splashes against the island of Mookuhooniki, off the eastern end of Molokai. Flying out yesterday, we took an 8-passenger Cessna from Maui to Honolulu, skirting around the North side of Molokai, which is a green wall over a thousand feet high, laced with beautiful waterfalls fed by the last weeks' rain. I counted twenty-three of them, though there must be many more. The Halawa Valley was a jewell box, but a series of other valleys were even more spectacular — Wailau Valley in particular. Across from me, on the spectacle side of the plane, sat a young, tall, attractive woman who read her Cosmopolitain magazine through the whole trip, occasionally casting a bored look out the window. That ads for cosmetics could upstage this much natural beauty was just amazing to me.
My only regret, and a small one, was not doing many of the things I originally intended wanted to do, like watch the stars from the top of Mt. Haleakala. But it was good to just lay around and get some sleep — at least when Jeffrey wasn't pulling me down to the beach or the pool.
Now that I'm back, it's nice that Linux Journal has kindly stretched its deadline for all my July pieces, to Thursday. So I'll be pretty busy.
And if you're not seeing this until later in the morning, it's because I'm shaking down my new and enlarged block of IP addresses, which were kindly changed while I was gone by my good landlord and service provider.
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