· Naughties
· · 2006
· · · June
· · · · 28 (2 entries)

Freedom to Leave · That’s the ti­tle of a re­mark­able piece by Si­mon Phipps, long but worth read­ing all of. I sus­pect that most peo­ple who read on­go­ing have had a chance to hear Si­mon speak; but if you haven’t and you get a chance, take it. I think he’s ac­tu­al­ly bet­ter on the stage than on the page, and since this is a very good piece, the speech that went with it will have been out­stand­ing.
Real Social Networks · It’s like this: John is the guy who’s build­ing the new room for the new kid; he was rec­om­mend­ed by Diane, who’s a friend who used to work with Lau­ren and got me to do the XBRL keynote and lives ten blocks west, near the Pi­lates stu­dio where we work out and Lau­ren swaps com­put­er main­te­nance for pri­vate con­sul­ta­tion­s, and it turns out that John’s step­son Joe was in our kid’s kinder­garten class and we al­ready knew him; Joe and John and Rudy live just down the street from Bren­nan, who was al­so in the kinder­garten class and whose mom gives our kid pi­ano lesson­s. We got in Al­bin to do the elec­tri­cal work, he’s worked on the house be­fore and knows the ropes; I met Al­bin through my old friend Glen, I rent an of­fice from Glen over a cloth­ing bou­tique he runs as a side­line, he us­es my pic­tures on the cov­ers of his neutraceuticals-company cat­a­log and he brought Al­bin in to run the wires for the DSL at the store/of­fice. Mat­t, who used to work for me and Glen at a for­mer busi­ness we were in, set up the DSL at the store, and he helps us do the fire­walls on the De­bian box in our base­men­t, and he al­so hosts on­go­ing on a serv­er he runs for his po­lit­i­cal par­ty, and he just wrote me ask­ing to pitch in against some DMCA-like leg­is­la­tion loom­ing foul­ly over the Cana­di­an hori­zon, and I helped Sun sell some Ul­tras to the lab where Matt works at a lo­cal uni­ver­si­ty, and then helped straight­en things up when man­u­fac­tur­ing screwed up and sent the wrong CD with the com­put­er­s. Turns out John is go­ing to be do­ing some work for Tra­cy three doors down, whose boy and ours play all the time and sleep over and so on; but Tra­cy met John not through us but via Nick’s mom; Nick was al­so in that kinder­garten class and played soc­cer with our kid on the team that I co-coached with Phil, who does se­cret stuff for Ap­ple and used to do the XML con­fer­ence pro­ceed­ings for Lau­ren and sits on the ECMA com­mit­tee try­ing to put lip­stick on the Mi­crosoft Of­fice XML pig. Any­how, John and Al­bin hit it off and they’ll prob­a­bly call each oth­er in for car­pen­try and elec­tri­cal work in fu­ture. Why do we need com­put­ers to help us with this?
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