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For she’d an apron wrapped about her, and he took her for a swan

March 17th, 2006 · 3 Comments · Uncategorized

Polly Von. From Peter Paul and Mary’s  In the Wind. One of my favourite albums, just finished listening to it. Love it.
And yes, a la Churchill, I will resist the temptation to mention Dick Cheney.
Blogrolls and music. Malc referred me to the predecessor of this. That’s how I think blogrolls could work, and allow us to [...]

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Information, organisations and flow: Musings on the future of work

March 17th, 2006 · No Comments · Uncategorized

There is no point thinking hard about information unless it is placed in the context it operates in. While I am primarily interested in markets, (yes it’s Cluetrain time again), and while I see greater and greater disaggregation in the size and shape of market participants, the “firm” is still here, and employs many of [...]

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Meringue moments

March 17th, 2006 · No Comments · Uncategorized

[Russ Goring, an erstwhile colleague of mine, is responsible for initiating this particular flight of fancy. It was he who spoke to me about this at length many years ago. Thanks Russ]
Take an egg. Separate its component parts. So far so good. Then break norm one. Throw away the yellow and keep the white. Break [...]

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Wikipedia rocks. Literally

March 17th, 2006 · No Comments · Uncategorized

I was listening to my favourite song a few minutes ago. And just thought I’d check to see what the web has to say about it. Just because I could.
And there it was, the song had a wikipedia entry. Unbelievable. I need to stumble around WikiPedia. Anyone with tips and tricks?
I think Hugh Macleod should [...]

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Dirty dogs

March 17th, 2006 · No Comments · Uncategorized

My dad was a journalist. So was his dad. Surprise.
And he told me lots of tales. Wonderful tales. I remember one about a real yellow journalism fight between two papers in Somewhere, USA, called the Post and the Sun. Might have been New York, before my time.
In an editorial, the Sun called the Post a [...]

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