telecom, technology and the occasional floobergeist

I’ve got an abundance of bits and pieces of canadian telecom and internet experience, and I am thrilled to be in a place in time when all is changing, technology is developing, and the status quo is being disrupted. 

Floobergeist is a word that is beginning to defy definition.  The more I roll that smooth pebble around, the more it becomes to mean. Floobergeist started out as the magic dust that turns dreams into ideas.  And then it began to encompass the zing that happens when you have conversations about those ideas. And now, it’s the whole evolution from dream to conversation, with each step improving the later and the former along the way.

Everyone aspires to good conversations. They can lead you to adventures you’ve never imagined, and to people you can twig with.

Let’s have a good conversation…


sept 11

it’s hard to imagine that it’s been 4 years since.  all the chaos and incertainty and looking overhead every time there’s been a lound plane. the wonder, and the concern and questions. 4 years. so much has changed. my life has gone 180 degrees, and if the recent past is any indication, continues to change on a day to day basis.

nothing compared to the lives of the folks who where directly and indirectly affected by september 11.  i simply hope that their lives are now changing around again. for the better.

where was i sept 11? driving an old wedding present of a SUV, on the way to a customer, listening to silly DJ howard stern on a toronto radio station.  trying to piece together if he was joking about planes hitting the towers, or if it was real.  and then arriving at the customer - they were near the airport.. and all the employees were surrounding a tv monitor, watching the news.  needless to say, there wasn’t much info - but both the customer and i were sufficiently distracted as to cut the meeting short, and move on to other things.


i headed home.  and it wasn’t until i turned on the telly, and hollered at the guy in the house to come and see - and we saw.  and we saw. and we saw.  i called into the office, and was told not to come into work.  the holiday inn had turned into a safe haven and command post for the UN delegates in toronto.  i was home for 4 days. watching. and watching.  it was bizarre.

here’s what i was really doing