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…



I'm an avid reader of Dooce.
In fact, I make the Wiz read her too, when I think he will giggle (which is most of the time, by the way). We both love Chuck, and contrast him to our own smapp dog (that is not a typo).

This week, post Republican National Gongshow, Dooce weighed in with personal, colour commentary.
One post generated over 2228 comments.
That's two THOUSAND, two HUNDRED and twenty-eight.
From the internet.

Excerpt from Dooce:

I am angry. I am infuriated. And I don't think I would be if SarahPalin were a qualified or competent choice as McCain's running mate.But the fact, the reality is that she is not. And instead ofdemanding better from their party, instead of going, wait a minute, no,we deserve better than this, many Republicans are contorting themselvesinto a denial of reality. (please read this,it's a report from the AP, not some spooky liberal blog that wants tokill babies) And that right there is what has been going on for thelast eight years.

And I am just so damn sick of it.