I admire Jakob Nielsen for many reasons. Being visionary isn't one of them, however. Nielsen has never been a fan for branded interfaces, but his repetitive didacticism is growing tiresome. Who will be the new Web gurus? Will they have more than five thoughts at a time?

My friend Doris once wrote, "Anywhere is within walking distance if you have enough time." I'd add, "Anywhere is a long distance if you have no idea where the hell you are." Yesterday I walked home from Victoria, through London squares I'd never been through. What should have been a 30-minute walk took over three hours as I walked a circular route around my neighbourhood. Then I came home, cleaned my room, and found a mouse that had crawled in between two suitcases and died.



Maybe he got lost too.

I've been accused of being drearier-than-usual by Paul. Gee, thanks a lot. That'll cheer me up.



Actually, the sun's out, the tourists are in town and the bars will be packed. Should be a fun weekend. Going to see Chicken Run and buy new chairs for my patio. Very domestic, but then that's in style now.

Hate intro movies? You'll love this.

Hey, today is "getting email from long lost friends day" Kate, Michael in New York, John B.

Giovanni, British boy, says: "I think we're well on the way to getting you to understand irony. Takes years in most Americans." Believe me, no one lives my life and doesn't understand irony.



John fixed my javascript errors. Cheers, mate.

I've added a new section to this site, On Visual Culture.

After a lot of work, I've finally got this site working a bit better. I'm sure you'll tell me so if you agree. It's amazing that I've spent more than six years in the Web business and still can't wrestle HTML.



I love the new Bjork/Thom Yorke song, and the fact that John is moving toe Phoenix to live in an English cottage!



The lovely Kelly is taking the California legal bar exam. Cross your fingers!

Went with Chris Bolton last night to Abbaye, the new Belgian brasserie in South Kensington, and flirted with the Greek waiters. I like living in a multi-cultural area (ok, South Kensington's not very multi, but it'll do.)



I need to move someplace where there is a better sense of neighbourhood -- shops, cafes, pubs. Some place cheaper, some place with newer furniture.



My friend Lance is apparently a wizard at finding places, so I'll get him to help.



Now if our stock price would only go up!

It's cold, grey, and cloudy in London -- gotta love the Summers.

Flew to Stuttgart for meetings. Stayed in a junior suite in a wonderfully tacky hotel. The team worked the night in my room -- cleaning out the mini-bar. When I checked out, the reception clerk was very concerned.



Spätzl is a South German delicacy made of an eggy dough that's put through a ricer into boiling broth. It looks like play-dough, but tastes very fine with a nice German beer.

Yesterday, on the Tube from Oxford Circus, I sat next to a group of Russian women. Six of them between the ages of 30 and 40. They took turns drinking from a small bottle of dark, sweet Vodka. They sang Russian songs and were smiling, robust, and cheerfully drunk.



It was 11am.

Just saw Dogma, and recommend it for any lapsed Catholic -- even if it does have Matt Damon in it.

I'm not paintballing on Saturday, because I'll be working instead.

I love my job, I love my job, I love my job.



Thank god one can listen to French radio on the Web to heighten life's absurdity. I hate going through Patrick Bruel withdrawal.

My site looks like crap on anything but IE. I hate the Web.

I'm meant to be paintballing on Saturday. "The biggest bruises you've ever had in your life." Gee, that sounds fun.

Ok, so now I'm blogging. You can blame John for my newfound loquacity. I thought I should at least try this, having been critical of the phenomenon of web logs. Well, that and I really just can't be interesting and eloquent in long format anymore.



So enjoy the blog, muck through the rest of the site, and feel free to email me below.



Is this thing working???