Year: 2001

Newsflash: Davo launches ickle.org.

Via linkmachinego: Sandman author Neil Gaiman is maintaining his own Blogger powered weblog about the writing of his new book American Gods.

Bills, bills, bills. They’ve all come at once. Water bills (£35), Council Tax (£90), Phone (£200), Barclaycard (£50), Frasercard (£10). It’s pretty much cleaned me out, and just as I’m going to be unemployed in … say … four days.

Check the source code: “It’s not like this is the last episode of M*A*S*H or anything.”

If you have any down time at work today, I very much suggest you watch a couple of episodes of Behind the Music … That Sucks.

Spotted on a sticker stuck to the front of Time Out towers this morning was a URL written in a Time Out font: YourTimeIsUp.co.uk [whois]. If you go to the address, you see the logo again – written in almost exactly the same style as the adverts that were circulated for the timeout.com/shopping site. And then – a couple of moments later – you get redirected through to one of Time Out‘s direct competitors: LondonTribe.com. Good prank or legal disaster? Only you can decide…

If there were, say, a concurrent reality which we all occupied simultaneously with this one, a reality in which symbol and image ruled supreme, and where the reality as experienced within the empiricist mindset fell away – and in this reality, change rolled like storm-clouds across our collective experiences – then I think there might be something burnt-edged blue-tinged about the last two days – something seen through an indigo filter – from above. There’s a sensation in the air that clasps the lungs and dislocates the heart. An anxiety, a sense of the world shifting uncomfortable with itself for a moment. I feel it myself, and I see it in the writings of those around me.

More information on the plans ICANN have for the .org and .net domains: Net body rewrites the address book.

Blissblog continues to give her insight into the company that may be offering me a job.