Ting 46 — Not bad for a moment(s) in&of eternity… 11/4/5/08

Oh I remember the looming smile of the person whos heart checked out your books from prading diapers to sailing crow’s’ tired eyes… We don’t take stands, but somehow we do–

Bell 23 to the ting of 2.0 — or where it plays out way past the wire….

22 tings in a tignt spot on the widening horizon of the cast

Where’d I leave off… nah, where do I start next?

“Studs Terkel: Patron saint of podcasting”

October 13th, 2004 · Michael Fioritto’s Weblog

“I have been reading (and listening) to “Talking to Myself” by Studs Terkel and I think the podcasting community should adopt him as their patron saint and role model.

Terkel famously carried around a tape recorder and captured the voices of people from around the world, producing a rich treasure trove of oral history.

Listen to how he weaves his subject’s voices into his memory of their conversations.

As Terkel said, “I am a neo-cartesian. I tape therefore I am.” Time will tell if podcasting will leave us with a rich repository of oral histories. I sure hope so.” (http://www.fioritto.us/studs-terkel-patron-saint-of-podcasting/1113/)

http://www.podcastdirectory.com/podshows/437251  …for more Terkel, from PODCASTDIRECTORY with an intersting assortment of podcast topics from Arts to Government to Food and Comedy, Culture and Music… including a definition:
“Podcasting is the automatic distribution of mp3s via RSS/XML files.”–

 OK, now we know, eh?             So from podcastalley.com to thepodcastnetwork.com, the casting world keeps opening up–
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Studs Terkel hits the road again…

 “The nomadic, transient nature of contemporary life has made diffusion the order – or disorder – of the city….I guess I was seeking some balance in the wildlife of the city as Rachel Carson sought it in nature.”

went from 18 to 21 in no ting flat

yah sure, you tuber from big while back, eh? & metacafe? Well I met a café too and found the road to cheyanne was a ghost dance–

20 some ting — widgeting away the evening

started to widget, but woh now—who wouldn’t want a widget? nice little widgets of overload, hooked in, on & up to the clicking of the feed engine—you know, the feed engine, that slice of gear oil on your brain as you stroll through Lowes watching videos on your arm— yep, got me some widgets and went to sleep with my eyelids clicking–

the big 18 — or how to get personally organized

“Scrybe is temporarily not accepting more direct beta invitation requests” calendar down! Go home and yet don’t go home— spontaneity never worked so well— I have a 2-year old calendar with last years dates and print images from 19th century Japan looming between the heavens and the sea—what does igoogle want now? I’m not sleeping— I’m fishing for barley–

delicious ting 17

created delicious account & uploded bookmarks—haven’t gotten to where the eagles dare yet, but am bound to find it in the marks—found tags in the laundry service order, they were actually laundry tickets  transferred from old lottery stubs— where does that leave me? well, who’s gonna wise up the marks? that’s what I wanna know– mmm, kid it was delicious…

Listen– just put the headphones on and you’ll be fine. (hear that? 11 tings from the bell)

Online radio stations around the world have been an interest to me for some years. Then there’s the online music styles and gadgets to guess your test at the roll of the dice– it’s all great exposure if you want it– go for it. Pandora brings forth 16 Horsepower and then Alabama Chicken. Good stuff. And time slides away… goodnight nurse–

Library Thing-a-ting (ting x 10)

Found some fine links to titles for recommendations from the ”Search” tab in Library Thing. And Good Reads keeps sending me what people I work with are reading… and the world of books keeps creeping in my room– Where’s Greg Fisher when there’s battle to be done?