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This video won best web film at Swerve festival, which celebrates West Coast creative culture. It is insanely creative, I have no fucking idea how they come up with this stuff! Bravo and kudos.

verdi is the man, verdi is the banned man sign him up.

its 16.29 here in CET, europe, denmark, and i just got up from sleeping most of today away, and i awake to a few linkedin requests, comments from mmeiser about the heidelberg couch sessions, which I liked doing,, but i want to recontextualize, bridge the words spoken in new ways, and lead it to something further. i want us to take a look at SPECIFIC ideas. to me, right now, these conversations feel like a myriad of voices, and all over it I hear my own voice, my own voice drowning the others, likewise I feel that my own concepts and ways of thinking getting into the way of really GETTING what they are saying, as in, realizing what this could mean, how we could move on from it.

A porcupine skin, Stiff with bad tanning, It must have ended somewhere. Stuffed horned owl Pompous Yellow eyed; Chuck-wills-widow on a biassed twig Sooted with dust. Piles of old magazines, Drawers of boy s letters And the line of love They must have ended somewhere. Yesterday s Tribune is gone Along with youth And the canoe that went to pieces on the beach The year of the big storm When the hotel burned down At Seney, Michigan. - Ernest Hemingway

Some screencasting/reporting from the back of a room at the Politics Online Conference in Washington, DC. Quicktime for the Aggregaterzzz