orkut groups are teh suck

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orkut is still pointless but at least now the friends you see on your home page are random intead of nine princes in amber.
now i’m paring down my communities, most of them have little or no action or real point at all:
a mixture of ironic and serious orkut communities: Oakland, xianlandia, Howard Dean, The Power of Many, Information Architects, Elitist Hipster Fuckwads, Pants, Social Network Analysis, Princeton University
it’s kind of like a patchwork quilt or the ersatz coat of arms the confirmation workbook from my progressive Catholic school encouraged me to invent to symbolize the important milestones or themes of my life (as of age eleven, I guess).

Jewels and binoculars

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Freaky software malfunctions are currently making it nearly impossible for me to reply to email in the normal way, so if you need to hear back from me soonly, try calling me. If you don’t have my number or don’t know anyone who does, then that’s probably just as well.
There’s a weird dislocating feeling, having my ordinary email-reply method broken. It’s like a phantom limb, but it’s also a release for tense brain muscles that have been poised for incoming mail for about 11 years straight without much relaxation. I’ve been warming to the phone lately, and am finding that face-to-face still takes the cake, but the competition for that time can be pretty fierce.
I am receiving email, so don’t worry about me not getting your messages. Other ways to reach me include posting to your blog (and pinging me so I know to look), contacting me via orkut, or looking for me in the chat-o-sphere. I usually check into Yahoo! Messenger and #joiito at least once a day.
Need an invitation to orkut? Let me know and I’ll send you one.

The great renaming I: the switcheroo

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Once consequence of my “damn the torpedoes” approach to web presence is blundering ahead and trying stuff without knowing what the final shape will need to be. I hope to learn from the consequences and if my tools make the work malleable enough and I pay attention, things will keep getting closer to what I would dream of if I didn’t have insomnia.
So, I am about to do a little renaming among my personal sites. At various time I’ve kept my personal journal (stuff about my life, stuff I only expect people I know to find interesting, but stuff nonetheless that I am willing to have anyone know about me) under various names: Breathing Room, Still Breathing, Shallow Breathing, bodega, x-ism, and most recently X-POLLEN. More recently still I rededicated xianlandia.com to be a multhithreaded view of my various bloggish writing (anything I’m managing on my own server, with links to stuff hosted elsewhere).
But originally X-POLLEN wasn’t supposed to be a journal blog. It was one of the names I toyed with for my e-publishing presence, and in fact my Movable Type content-management installation run from that domain. It just makes more sense to me that the more whimsical, less semioticky xianlandia (pronounced the way Latino DJs say “discolandia” – “ehhh-see-own-lon-deeyaaa!) should be the name for my drivellous personal blog, and let x-pollen go back to being grand central station for stuff i’m doing and connections I’m making. So be it and so it will be.
For the six readers of my various blogs, this may be momentarily confusing. people looking for monolog may find my personal journal there instead, and not notice the absence of scintillating political analysis, blog gossip, and anemic arts news. People used to reading my personal blog will find at that address or in that RSS feed the whole panoply of stuff I write about (“who knew Christian was an anarcho-syndicalist entrepreneur?”) and not notice the large sign i’m sure to add to my templates saying “looking for my journal? it’s now at xianlandia” at x-pollen and “looking for my full feed? it’s now at x-pollen.com” over at xianlandia).
There may be a few bumps in the road, but now, all six of you, you can’t say I haven’t warned you when it starts happening.

Announcing monolog

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So Dan asks me if there’s any way he can keep up with my blog postings all in one place, instead of scattered over numerous sites depending on whether it’s a journal entry, something to do with the arts, political, random and briefly noted, or experimental (I’m probably forgetting something).
Well, now there is. It still needs work, but I’ve converted the xianlandia.com domain over so that its home page is something I call monoblog, a complete recent listing of my blog posts, at least those hosted here at Mediajunkie/Open Publishing (that is, not including experiments over at TypePad or my one remaining Blogger-managed weblog, Uncle John’s Blog).
There’s no syndicated feed for monoblog yet, but it’s a step in the right direction if you want your one-stop xian online blather shopping.
UPDATE: Changed the name to monolog for better punability.

Memory transplants

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Well, I bit the bullet, installed some perl modules and migrated over the entries in my LiveJournal, bodega, from January through October of 2002 (and a single entry from June of this year) to this X-POLLEN weblog.
I’ve been doing a bunch of migrations moving other sites from Radio to Movable Type and from Blogger to Movable Type. This one relied heavily on advice from Amanita.
When I hit the one year mark over at Radio Free Blogistan I added the MTOnThisDate plugin and started showing entries from the previous (or next) year on main and archive pages at RFB. I may do the same thing here. I intend to keep drilling back and adding old journal pages to this one repository.
Next is the couple-three entries done at Shallows using Blogger. That will be easy. Then I need to extract the Still Breathing entries from Diaryland, and finally, I’ll have to manually convert the handcoded pages of Breathing Room. That will take me back to 1997. The only earlier weblog-like thing I did was a crisis journal called “The Daily Barbie” that is more properly part of Enterzone and not the kind of personal blog/diary represented by those other sites and this one.