Oh boy. Canadian nostalgia! This brought back memories of a few other TV programmes from the ’70s. Anyone remember “Definition” or “Party Game”? (via Heather and mikel)
Author: James McNally
Happy Birthday Bloggers!
Happy birthday, Judith and Dave!
Speaking of birthdays, I’m thinking of putting together a “Bloggers’ Birthdays Page,” where you can quickly see at a glance when any of your favourite bloggers’ birthdays are. It would make sending cards and gifts a breeze. Maybe I can get it functional before my birthday in a couple of weeks (hint, hint!). If you’re interested in having your birthday listed, let me know. It might just start off as a simple list page, but it has potential.
Web Award Finalist?
Neale and Denise know already that they’re not finalists at the SXSW Web Awards. Did they get an email? I got nothing. Does that mean I am a finalist? Seems like a strange process, although I shouldn’t say anything in case the judges are visiting! If they are, and I am, would they let me know?
Anil ponders what I’ve
Anil ponders what I’ve been pondering. How does an English major who loves the web find satisfying work? I’m an ok web developer. There are many many people more talented. But I think I can do more. I can manage people. I can keep abreast of currents and trends. I love talking strategy and “big picture.” I love writing and editing. How can I do all of these things? Because what I’m doing right now is just a small subset of my talents and not even the strongest of those. As the web matures, people like us will be valuable. Right now, though, we’re still in the specialist phase. Pretty soon we’ll need to get all these specialists talking to each other. I’ll be here.
Tropic of Hockey
Dave Bidini plays guitar for one of my favourite bands, Rheostatics. He’s also an excellent writer. This weekend, my friend Brad lent me his new book, Tropic of Hockey: My Search for the Game in Unlikely Places. I hate hockey. But I love this book. In it, the author travels to places like China, the United Arab Emirates, and Transylvania to see hockey being played in it purest form, by amateurs with no contracts, no fancy equipment, sometimes even no ice. So far, it’s hilarious and even a bit moving. If it results in my liking hockey, it will only be with the sense of regret that the North American game will never be that pure again.
Oh, and BlogVoices is back, so chatter away…