I’m feeling a bit disconnected from the World at the moment. Working in I.T. tends to do that to me. Sometimes things all feel a bit artificial and forced and the issues of the modern World all become a bit pathetic. I need to stop looking out the window and realising I will never get this day back.
Sometimes the big picture gets lost in the day-to-day. We planted two more fruit trees a few weekends ago. Both were double grafted so two more apple varieties and two pears. Our little orchard is looking quite respectable now so it’s coming down to time, pruning, and probably a bit of luck and we should start to see a good range of fruit over the next few years.
I have recently become quite interested in wood work. Despite the best efforts of the NZ education system I have actually decided I enjoy making things out of wood and have been teaching myself the basics. Turns out the “Designer eye” is suited to the work even if the body isn’t particularly practiced yet. I have made some shelves and am about to have a go at some cupboard doors made of recycled rimu. The Triton Mk3 workbench I got a month ago has simply changed the game and made up for a distinct lack of skill on my end. Ripping even lengths and widths is now possible and backed up with my built in patience the end result is pretty good. I’ll never be a joiner but I’m having fun and doing something in the real world which makes for a nice change. I am really liking the way our house is coming together. I can see myself living here for a very long time and enjoying it.
Sometimes the automated, randomised playlist just plain knows what is needed on Friday at the end of “one of those” weeks. Fast, angry, and super fast.
After my Facebook thing got taken over by teenagers and people I don’t know I’ve moved back to my own site to post rants, raves and the odd bit in between. Facebook is now relegated to telling me my emotional age and reminding me to keep in touch with FriendsTM. I like my site better anyway and I like writing what I want without the limit of the naff TwitterBooking and FaceBlogging thing.
Three people tried to run me over on the way home. It’s not really all that unusual for at least one person to have a go but three! Come on. I spent the rest of the ride home thinking about how you go about totally destroying someone’s life without actually doing physical harm. It got quite imaginative there towards the end … but I won’t share.
I was informed this afternoon it is not a criminal offence to kill your boss if he makes last minute changes on a Friday afternoon just before Beer o’clock. I like it. On a related note we have formed an informal union at work for employees with fortnightly meetings to discuss the state of the company. Also known as a great chance to head to the pub in the middle of the week, bitch and moan for a bit and then talk about what we could do to make things better. It’s somewhere between negative and positive and it has beer (and sometime a bowl of chips).
Have discovered my graphic design work improves the more shitty I am. Obviously those skills are linked to the dark side of my brain. I am particularly pleased with my move back to a grunge style and hiding it in pretty conservative-business-friendly layouts.
When Punks rule the Earth indeed!
I always seem to start a post by apologising for not posting. It’s weird and will now stop. It’s my ranting, raving, whisky infused, anger-zone and apologies are not pending.
Winter needs to settle down real soon or there’ll be revolution. The flooding on the backyard is less noticeable this year which I am claiming as a personal victory. I levelled the ground, reduced the dips, fill, cut, thumped, reseeded and generally pretended to know what I was doing … and there is less flooding. All me thank you very much.
I have a new Triton Mach 3 workbench that I got cheap off TradeMe. As soon as it stops raining I will be out there setting it up and chancing personal injury as I set up the circular saw in it. Looking forward to it … so settle down winter.
The kitchen floor is done so presumably builders are turning up one day soon. Not holding my breath. Also assuming someone will drop a chisel or something on the floor and cover it up wih chewing gum. Special. (I might be getting cynical about this renovation crap).
A new wash for whisky is on the go. Really looking forward to that. Haven’t distilled anything in ages. Beer to follow.
Nothing else to comment on (have given up on politics and general social bollocks).
Time flies when you’re having fun.
The kitchen is almost finished. A few custom units to fill the gaps, a final coat on the floor and the last appliances go back in. My weekends revolve around picking white crap out from between floor boards before the final coat. It is amazing how much warmer this whole area is now. The sun gets in all day, the walls are insulated and the few times we’ve put the fire on it’s heated up the lounge/kitchen quickly. I like it when a plan comes together. Looking forward to it being finished.
I’ve had the opportunity to present to teachers recently which has been great. I have to say I am enjoying working with the good ones without the pressure and frustration of having to live in the school system. There is something refreshing about being in that support role and interesting to be able to observe it all from a slightly outside position. I head down to Dunedin in a few weeks to do a workshop there which I am really looking forward to.
Training at work has taken a step forward as well. More customers are taking us up on the training option so I am putting together training material around our Drupal install. A bit of a challenge to create resources without focusing on the parts that are prone to change. So far it’s working out and it is nice that many of our customers are genuiinely interested in learning. A very enjoyable part of the job.
I have no news on the garden. Apart from pulling the odd apple off the tree I have hardly been out there this year. The grape vine was perfect this year, we got an average amount of potatoes but a lot of tomatoes. Things are slowly winding down as we are getting our first frosts so hopefully things have calmed down by Spring so we can get some of the next steps set up out there. It feels like chooks are the next move so a chook house is in order and a clean up of the compost.
“It’s always the good ones that go crazy the fastest”.
A recent Simpsons episode, Bart gets a Z, struck a chord with me, in particular the last part when the young teacher gets drunk, notifies the students that they are wasting their time at school, and rants about the school being a “glorified hamster wheel run by incompetent bureaucrats”. I laughed, I cried. It was pointed out that the young teacher had spiky hair, a red tie and left under duress. I still found it funny … ‘cos I’m not a teacher at the moment and don’t have to care about the sorry state of our education system. If I ever come back though, oh boy, there will be hell to pay … in a good way.
The kitchen renovation is imminent. We have a plan, we have the appliances, we have a BBQ. We are both looking forward to this particular project being over. Not long now until we have the house finished and we can sit back for a bit.
This weekend the South Island Tattoo Expo is on. Some friends have offered to put my camo shorts on sale there. It’s a bit nerve racking waiting to see if anyone wants them but hey, if they don’t sell there I guess I’ll try another approach … or have 10 pairs of camo shorts in various sizes. Either way I guess I win, although I would like to get another style running and that is a bit reliant on clearing the cost with some sales.
The web design job is still fun and a lot of challenges still to be had. The coffee is still better than in the staffroom, the pay is better and I am enjoying working with customers again. So far, so good.
It’s early … and very quiet. My brain is in that very gentle state between sleep and wakefulness and feels like it’s wrapped in cotton wool. Spelling mistakes abound. It’s 2010. How cool is that? I feel like I’m part of an Arthur C. Clarke sequel and for some reason looking forward to 10/10/10 which occurs to me is binary for ’42’. A quick search reveals that Douglas Adams did not intend this but subsequently that date just got more interesting.
We are starting to feel the benefits of all this house destruction/rebuilding/renovation. The lounge is now completely opened up and the living spaces make more sense. The kitchen is next and there is a lot of finishing work to do but it is feeling good. On mornings like this those new french doors are paying for themselves. The garden is looking very tidy this year and very green. Our compost ‘system’ sort of fell apart when the plastic compost bins ended up being overtaken by a large heap that became higher than our fence. I have a plan to deal with that which involves removing the plastic as well.
The new year resolution is simple this year – “Carry on”. No big plans beyond those already in place. Work on the house, garden, and web design. Keep it simple.
Now, I feel the need for a morning coffee in the sun.
If it’s got ‘OI!’ in the chorus it’s probably okay by me.
Looking around the web at punk bands last night I saw that Jim Lindberg has left Pennywise. Now, I don’t know the guy but this hit me a little, made me feel a bit empty and, well, old. Pennywise were one of the bands that saved me from being a complete knob at a pretty critical age and got me through some pretty rough space. They’ve always been there, helped me form my dress sense, fueled midnight (and arguably drunken) skate sessions and the number of times I struck a pose pointing at my head encouraging young folks to think just a little harder about society is innumerable (I know ‘cos innumerable students have mentioned it). My first (and probably only) parenting book was Punk Rock Dad by Mr Lindberg. It’s fair to say he and Pennywise had an influence on me. I liked the intelligent and educated punks who understand why they’re busting out.
Had a discussion today that turned my opinion of my teaching experience a 180. Talking with a colleague about our generation’s approach to protest and associated sacrifice. We don’t tend to do marches and get arrested like our parents and the idea put forward was that we tend to put ourselves on the line financially (spending otherwise chargeable time on active causes) and risk personal and professional reputations (which in many of the industries we operate in are critical). It got me thinking about my time in the secondary education system as a teacher. It is fair to say I pushed some boundaries by switching my class to Linux, using projects for everything, teaching skills outside my subject area, providing students with the real risk of not achieving without effort on their behalf and generally being pretty unapologetic about it all. Probably going head-to-head with senior managers could also fit into the category of making waves. I left feeling I had failed myself and the students by giving in to the senior managers and conservative “leaders”. Now I’m looking at it as my part in a real battle to change the system. I protested heavily and actively made changes. I know many students benefited from it, I know I am still working with the education system (albeit in a different role) and the odds are good I will go back to the classroom one day. It’s a different view of activism and one I quite like.
Now I think I’ll listen to some Pennywise. Later all.
I flicked on the TV for a few minutes last night, just long enough to watch an article on TV3’s 60 Minutes about the “war” between cyclists and motorists. It was a surprisingly disgusting piece of journalism and seemed very narrow and one-sided. It is reassuring that a number of other people felt the same and the comments on the TV3 web site seem to demonstrate a lot more balance than the article did. It’s a shame we feel the need to constantly polarise things like that in a nation this small. I am waiting for the day that they run an article like that, follow it with something about obesity and the drop in life expectancy and then look at how our elderly (presumably the baby boomers now) are expected to live a long happy life and be a drain on society. Is it possible the media do not read their own writings?
It was a bit disturbing last night to discover the young folks screaming up and down the road at 2am in the morning were actually very young. One looked to be no older than about 14. Now I’m not one to judge people based on their circumstances but man, we get some plonkers in this area. Why are we letting our kids run riot at night? Because if we’re like me, we’re tired and simply don’t care that much. Next time I’ll call noise control and see if that gets them back home to bed. I wonder if they made it to school this morning. I also have to wonder why they are always called things like “Janelle, Dwayne, Hayden” … and whoever “Steve” was, apparently it was all his fault.
Anywho … buy my book. Make me rich so I can retire from this life of hardship and sit in my back yard.
This week is looking like a real positive one. My web design resource book has finally been published and is looking pretty good. I should get a chance over the next week to get some feedback on it. The first run of Trouser Project shorts are due from production around Thursday which is freaking exciting. I am looking forward to seeing if they have turned out well or not. The next step will be trying to sell a few to fund the next run. I need some new shorts so the timing is good and am keen to get some trousers produced. The current asset search is a new sewing machine with embroidery capabilities. Now that I have the time and energy to experiment again I am keen to play with computer controlled embroidery and see what falls out. We are also looking at a small electric kiln for glass work so it’s all about craft these days.
The garden is in full Spring swing and with the recent rain, followed by sun has resulted in a lot of growth. The early potatoes are coming up and the little nursery we have on the kitchen table is almost ready to go out in the real world. Should be a good year for produce and we are getting better at using it every year. It’s all quietly coming together.
We have just ordered some french doors so close to starting the next stage of renovations. This one includes getting the doors in and removing internal walls to open up the front of the house. Getting quite exciting and should be a a lot simpler than the bathroom/toilet was. A bit more room to move as well. We are planning a demolition party to remove the plaster from the walls.
I don’t often drive around this city but when I do, damn … people are freaking insane. I was not aware that Harper Avenue now has an 80km/h speed limit. No signs suggesting this of course but I was being passed while doing 50km/h so matched speed and hit 80km/h before deciding that was just plain stupid.
I also really enjoyed the decidedly middle aged woman who sat right on my ass up Fendalton road, despite there being two lanes and a posted speed limit of 50km/h. This was a fun one and stands out in my mind for a couple of reasons. She was in a big blue SUV. One of those urban penises that fall apart at the first sign of mud and are usually a sign of a seriously insecure man. I was just thinking to myself that this woman seriously needed to get laid when she passed me, at quite considerable speed, revealing a spare tire cover that identified her as a ‘Desperate Housewife’. I got the giggles at this point and passed her about two minutes later as she pulled into the supermarket. That grocery shopping doesn’t just happen man … it’s serious shit for a desperate housewife.
Coming back I felt compelled to break the speed limit as people were starting to get dangerous and make really dumb passing choices. Interestingly age did not seem to be a big indicator of dangerous driving. I could be forgiven for thinking they had a personal grudge and were trying to have a go at me. Some got pretty close. Luckily I have been in Christchurch long enough to know this is one of the largest collections of repressed, middle-class, white people in New Zealand and we have known for a long time that they are the scariest sons-of-bitches there are.
I was happy to get out of the car. I’m not sure where all those people were going so fast. We live on a freaking island, water on all sides. We can drive across the country in a few hours and across the city in minutes. Weird.
One month, one week into my redux of web design. Being me I have been thinking about the move and looking back at the education system. It is clear to me that I love classroom teaching. The kids were the reason I was there and I am definitely a secondary teacher. Teenagers suit me to a tee and provide enough messed up and brilliant experiences to make it worth my while. That said, looking back I am not interested in going back to a system that promotes mediocrity and sucks everything down to a very low base level. Education is not alone in this. Talking to a range of people who have worked in various govt systems ranging from health to community corrections it seems the negative impact comes from the way the NZ public service operates. I admire teachers and I think without them a lot of young people would never find the thing that makes them tick. In my new role I am trying to find ways to help classroom teachers in practical ways. I know it sucks to have the floaty ideas waft through the system toward the classroom when what you really need is practical stuff that can be used now, won’t get you beaten at moderation time and will benefit students.
I am loving being back in web design with people who can passionately talk about Emacs being cool in HiDef. It’s good for a gentle giggle.
Time for a weekend with a rather large task list thats only redeeming feature is getting more beer on the go.
Have fun.
I was thinking …
… yup … thinking …
On an unrelated note, I think it is slightly sad that I use my knee pads to protect my knees while crawling under the house to re-staple insulation. I hereby commit to using them to protect my knees when I fall off my skates … which is likely to happen because I haven’t been on them in years. I am also finding myself thinking about what others will think if I dye my hair red again. When did I get so old and boring? This must change … right after I finish complaining about young people and lacquering the wicker furniture.
Three days of secondary teaching left. Well, two actually. I called in sick for tomorrow … and am actually sick – which sort of ruins the whole day really.
… thinking …
Success came, this week in the form of a Wacom tablet working in Jaunty. My new Intuos 4 arrived more quickly than expected so I have had some time to get it working before I have to use it in anger. Luckily people much smarter than I have been figuring it out for the last few months and posting on UbuntuForums. My job was to read, understand, copy/paste and restart until the thing did what it was meant to. The first attempt resulted in a stylus that worked but jerked around the screen like a ninja LOL cat. The second attempt included another restart and everything worked fine. So far I have a working stylus and touch wheel that scrolls. I want to keep going to get the pad buttons working and get the scroll turned into a zoom function. Apparently it’s all possible so just need to bash my head against it a little longer. I am also assuming that with the next release of Ubuntu around October sometime the new drivers will be stock standard.
Two weeks to go at school. I am well and truly finished up there now. I have heard that the ICT room is to be converted back to WindowsXP, which was fairly inevitable I guess. The olds were proposing a rename of the course to “Computer Design Technology” but the Art department (and mine) went up in arms and it seems to have fallen over. I’m still not sure why ICT is so hard for them to understand. It’s a fairly ubiquitous term these days, especially in education. It also turns out that despite pressure and advice from tertiary that our folks see Computer Science and ICT as being the same thing. In fact any subject that uses a computer is apparently the same thing. This is what I have turned away from completely. Two more weeks and I will physically follow my emotional self away from secondary education and into something with a lot more promise. All good really.
The new Wacom tablet and the snazzy new monitor waiting for me at my new place of employ beckon. Two weeks to go.
Shattered. A long day but pretty good with juniors. The poor year 9s had no idea what was about to hit them first period. It’s our second lesson together, I was knackered and they were confused. We managed to cover: oblique and isometric drawing, shading, the muppets, tattoos, responsibility, elephants and why pencils should be sharp. Not bad for 8:40am in the morning. The year 10s gutted me as I told them I was leaving and they rewarded me with disappointment and gentle misery. That was hard to deal with actually. I am going to miss them. The year 11s were much the same. Great kids and doing some amazing stuff with 3D, web and the general basics of ICT and design. They are great. I am pissed off with the olds of the system though. It is time for them to retire and stop holding it all back. There is a point you have “jumped the shark” and are incompetent. Go away, I am resigning because of them and that gives me the shits. Computer Design Technology??? Really… is ICT so hard to understand? No really, I give up, you win. Congratulations.
All that said, I am looking forward to being back in web design. Lots to look forward to there and plenty of challenges. I also have a shiny new wacom intuos 4 tablet. It is way cool. Three weeks feels a very long way off.
It has been quite an eventful month. The bathroom is slowly ticking towards being finished and we have been quietly spending time painting, varnishing, filling, plastering and all the other wonderful things it takes to finish this sort of work. We are also working pretty hard to pay the freaking thing off. I have resigned from teaching to take up a web design position. Really looking forward to this move and am glad it hasn’t taken too long to move on. I am going to miss the classroom and the students that I have built up relationships with over the last few years. I will also miss the opportunity that could have been with the ICT courses and College of Computing. I will not miss the closemindedness of the people who couldn’t/wouldn’t understand what we were trying to do and the system that is in serious need of a wakeup call. Winter is also here again and it’s a cold one which basically means riding a bike to work has become more dangerous than usual.
Gardening has been reduced to general maintenance over the last few weeks as renovations took over. We still have some flooding but without the vast expanse of concrete it seems to be draining off more quickly. It’s all looking really good though and I am looking forward to this spring and seeing how the more established plants and trees respond.
Four more weeks of school and I become a web designer again. I am already picking out my new wacom tablet.
This holiday has been all about getting the bathroom renovated. Basically half the house has been stripped out and is in the process of being replaced. So far it is going okay and the builder is great. The solar hot water is in and today, with the first day of sun since it was installed, it was running off the panels alone. If that keeps up things should be good. The bathroom now has walls again and lights went in today along with the bath. I am looking forward to a proper shower as it’s been a while.
The garden has had a good work over lately as power has been turned off in the house forcing me out. Things are starting to get established and the veges are going really well this year. We got a pretty good crop of potatoes but we are yet to settle on what we plant on a regular basis there.
I am really looking forward to that shower.
Friday …Having taken on the education system last year in this blog and being completely wang-holed as a result I figured it was time to go for gold and have a [gentle] go at religion. I had a weird run in a few days ago with some ‘person’ who was ranting on about Jesus and it set off my little weirdo meter – usually signalled by a question mark over my head. It was a bit American Hollywood for me to take seriously but I had to ask [myself, later], isn’t worshipping Jesus a bit like following the Second in Command, the Deputy, the middle management guy? If you’re going to go with a dogmatic religion surely the actual God would be the way to go? They have the lightening bolts and Doc Martins right? the final say is all theirs? Worshipping the son seems a bit odd and, dare I say it, somewhat futile if you are gunning for heaven. I might be missing something, I usually am but please don’t email me about it. My spirituality comes from my garden, friends, life and freedom with conscience. Whatever gets you through the day I guess.
Friday …
“Dear customer, We are writing to notify you that the cost of delivering [service here] to you has increased. Your monthly amount is now [some bigger number than usual]”.
”Dear service provider, I am writing to let you know that we are no longer going to use [service here] as this service is not worth the new cost of [some bigger number than usual]”.
The joy of the 21st century, luxury based world.
The good folks at the Creative Freedom Foundation have really got something going with the “Internet Blackout” to protest against the “guilt upon accusation” that is inherent in our revised Copyright Act. It’s also why I’m running a black theme (which I’m kinda liking to be honest). New Zealand has a thriving artist community and while I think the majority of us appreciate copyright is valuable removing people’s internet access based on an accusation is not an appropriate way of protecting copyright. That and if we remove internet access those people can no longer see my art (and I use the term loosely) which is all web based. Let’s try and get this country back on track and acting a little more rationally.
Speaking of rational action, my world at the moment is trying to deal with the irrational behaviour around me, specifically in education, and decide if it is a healthy environment for me to carry on in. Not an easy decision but fast becoming an important one.
My desktop now has a new sound card to replace the onboard chip I managed to blow up by grounding it incorrectly. Finding hardware that works in Ubuntu is always a bit unnerving to those of us not blessed with the ability to speak with computers, especially in a world where everything is noted as working with “Windows XP and maybe Vista”. Luckily I got one that works with Linux drivers recently released and so far I have noise. It is very reminiscent of the day I got contact lenses to replace glasses. Colours were suddenly brighter, everything was richer and I stopped running into things … reminiscent I guess but not exactly the same maybe.
The garden is doing very well and with some recent effort starting to really come together. A few more years of this and we will be producing really well.
The Trouser Project has taken another step towards production as the camo shorts pattern is with Whitehall Cutting being all CAD’ed up for cutting. Very exciting. A whole new world of technical terms has just opened up for me. I thought IT was bad for acronyms but it turns out the clothing world is as bad. Took me a while to understand what a CMT was – apparently the name for someone who Cuts, Makes and Trims or, in my world, the person who makes the stuff. All going well the shorts should be available as a short run some time in the next few months.
Our little Swatch cordless phone that we use at home has finally given up the ghost. It was one of those late 90s beasties with an answer machine and handset that look a bit like jelly beans. Great colour, easy to use (if you ignore all the ‘features’), big yellow talk button and generally very cool. It has been with great disappointment that we have gone shopping for a replacement to find that home phones are all fairly naff looking these days. In fact, so bad with their fake silver plastic looks that we have taken to using our even older corded Swatch phone instead. It would seem phone styles have gone the way of shoes and clothing and quietly gurgled down the toilet.
I have been spending my days beating up our hedge, chipping the remains, planting trees, breaking concrete, moving soil around, stacking firewood and generally getting a lot of exercise, sun and fresh air. In between that I have been enjoying social delinquency brought on by Grand Theft Auto 4. It really is a great time of year.
Sitting in my backyard as the sun set with a nice cigar and whisky was a very nice way to finish the first day of the new year. The sky was clear so the stars were visible and the milky way was coming in. I always find these sorts of nights both humbling and clarifying. It is easy to feel content. This year the plan is to work on keeping things simple and positive and focus on a few key things – the house, my clothing production and relationships. The rest is going to be reduced and simplified. It’s a plan.
For now it is just nice to sit in the back yard, watch the stars and quietly just be. 2009, I think I’m ready for you.
As the teaching year grinds to a halt a couple of notable things have happened: the College of Computing has been shut down for 2009 due to low numbers, and I have been playing with Blender trying to get some interesting activities sorted for next year’s ICT classes.
Not going to dwell on the Computing College thing at the moment as I’m not ready to be rational about it. The 3D modelling however is way cool. I have been converting a couple of little cartoon characters I designed for stickers, t-shirts etc into 3D to see if I could. My first major hurdle was figuring out how to apply an image to particular faces and how the whole UV texturing deal-io works in Blender. I just took the faces straight from the Inkscape versions and UV mapped them around the spheres which seems to work. I did notice on some of the earlier attempts that a few had very small cartoon faces on every face of the mesh – cute but not what I wanted. I think I’ve got it sussed now so will test the theory in front of young students who will happily destroy my self-esteem if I get it wrong. No pressure there 🙂
I really want to build these guys into a theme for this web site – holiday work.
For some reason I was in a pensive mood recently and started reminiscing about childhood toys. Two in particular stuck in my mind: Jake Rockwell, the land based Centurion Power XTreme fellow with the Detonator accessory; and the M.A.S.K. Condor with pilot Brad Turner (with Hocus Pocus mask). They were great. Jake Rockwell became a one man destroyer with the Detonator pack (effectively a huge gattling gun attached to his exo skeleton) attached and Condor was a motorbike that turned into a helicopter … and there is nothing cooler than that. Hours of fun was had with them. I’m not sure why my mind turned to those particular toys.
Short of that the garden is looking superb and so far we have managed to get everything planted, tied up and generally managed very effectively. Unheard of in previous years this could be a good year for production. Even our little Granny Smith apple has a few apples on it still.
Today has been about setting up a little shop on Cafepress to show off (and hopefully sell) some of my designs for t-shirts etc. The actual store set up was simple and it was an interesting challenge to try and style the tables-based template provided. Still, the basics are done and it seems like a gentle start to getting the clothing stuff rolling without having to deal with production immediately. I like some of the dark hoodies so will likely be my own customer for a little while.
The Movember mo is coming in quite nicely. In honour of seeing how it changes I have set up The Daily Mo to track it. Good fun.
I could be described as a bit of a late starter in a number of areas. Took me a while to get into Facebook (great way to stay in touch with friends around the world) and have just recently sorted out using Delicious. The primary reason was so I could access some key bookmarks from the two locations I spend most of my time. I have to say I’m liking it a lot. The tagging is proving a lot more useful than I expected it to be.
Recently I was thinking about content and copyright issues after some interesting discussions with students. As part of my thinking I put the content on this site under a Creative Commons license (more for as an exercise in understanding than because I think the content on this site is worthy of replication and reuse) and settled on a: non commercial, share-alike license which requires attribution. Choosing your publishing license feels like a personality test and I personally like the way I’m headed.
