Connective Visions

There is no holiday from the headache of running into ignorance.

The first geocache hunt in Kristiansand, Norway, lands the seeker in church.

It’s a little like messages in bottles, or cards on balloons, granting a peek into a fellow human in a world that still has room for exploration.

Note: Having read about 50 articles on how to write blog headlines for search engine optimization (SEO) and return on investment (ROI), my considered decision was to go with this one, which is highly unlikely to satisfy anyone with an MBA. It is a co

The end of February is giving rise to a kind of media, climatic, and geographical mass effect. The 16th day of the 2010 Vancouver Olympics came on the heels of another Northeast U.S. snowstorm (the third of the month, but in Philadelphia, happily, th

Today I sporadically followed the results of the curling semifinals on NBC’s Olympic Web site and on my beloved Facebook group, The Norwegian Olympic Curling Team’s Pants, as I didn’t have the station access (or time) to watch the whole match. The gr

Thanks to Facebook, I have found myself tonight not only blogging on the Norwegian Olympic curling team but waiting with bated breath for an AP scoop related to them. Some might say that Facebook has much to answer for. A large number of fans o

I’m a terrific fan of the Winter Olympics. I am no fan at all of sports commentary, and I generally ignore it. But several comments on the 2010 Vancouver Olympics have caught my attention and seem worth a bit of critical probing. One was Andy Roon