These are the thoughts I have and share, take 'em, leave 'em...
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Friday, March 14, 2003
Okay. So just what the heck am I all about? I suppose some of you may wish to know. Funny how I don't see blogging as a diary entry activity more like a report to the audience... I guess those of you who know me will nod with understanding. Those who don't well...
I am involved in a little revolution. I am big into Learning Objects. A controversial subject in every way. I didn't realize how big a deal this was until I joined Alberta Learning on the Learning Technology Branch team to build a learning object repository and then populate it with learning objects. It's fun. Controversial. Fun.
5:12 PM
Gosh, I thought I would have made this a daily habit. I guess I need to "get into" the habit. Sort of like new shoes. Not real comfortable at first. Need time to break 'em in. So be it.
I finally watched "Moulin Rouge" for the first time last night. Baz Luhrmann (sp?) is clever. What are the ramifications of "updating" a piece to history to increase its pertinence to the current generation. I like to think the movie itself was as stunning to me and all my 2K media jaded sensibilities as perhaps the real Moulin Rouge was to the thrill-seekers of the previous century were. It was "high" opera set to pop music of my youth. Movies like this leave me with gasping the question, "What next?" We are on the brink of being Matrix-cized. Was this what it was like for the Romans? Were the spectacles in the Colesium simply the producers trying to keep an audience.
I am in the midst of planning and organizing the Alberta New Media Awards. I want this show to be "spectacular, spectacular" My colleagues need the boost. I love the new media industry. We have taken a beating and those still standing need to celebrate. It is bittersweet in some respects. Many have failed. Many have moved on to other things. Like the survivors of a war it is a relief that it is over. It is a time to celebrate the onward and upward. It is a time to mourn those no longer with us. I have some friends who have seen their dreams shattered.
Ya, ya, call me a softy... Call me Mr. Melodrama. We can use a little melodrama. We are getting too smart for our own good. I am surrounded by people who have lost a sense of wonderment with their world. I am glad that I still have some rosy-coloured glasses in my back pocket.
4:42 PM
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