My professional life wanders in between physical infrastructure and human infrastructure. I’ve worked on teams focused on building out information networks. Some of those teams have attended to emotional and social networks to the same level of detail and intentionality. Most have not. I’m at the CoSN Conference in Nashville, Tennessee this week, meeting almost […]Read More The Infrastructure of Belonging – A Note from #cosn2022
I play Wordle. I love that it’s a love story. I like that it’s got a clean beginning, middle, and end. It’s something to do with words and my brain for a few minutes. What I noticed yesterday, pretty much by accident, is something that I like, too. Every Wordle attempt is a two to […]Read More This Is Not a Post About Teaching with Wordle.
From time to time, I counsel other libraries on how to think about fines and fees and service charges, both from a technical perspective but also from a philosophical one. Last week, I had one of these conversations, and, as I’m trying to rekindle a public writing habit, I thought I’d recount some thoughts from […]Read More Drop the Fines, Dammit.
Two random events that converged for me today: A tweet from Mike Caulfield that reminded me that the people who don’t know are often the ones who believe otherwise: "Uh, did you realize GASLIGHT was a FILM from the 40s lol" What do we call this Dunning-Kruger-like pattern where people think the fact they've recently […]Read More “Certainty’s a Drug”
Dear World, As I’ve previously mentioned, my oldest daughter is a singer. And a strummer. And a musician all around. I catch her voice drifting up the vents from the basement where she hangs out into the dining room that’s been my office for the last couple of months every day when she’s taking a […]Read More Letters from Stay at Home: Let’s Hope We Can Preach to a Choir
Dear World, The singing starts after breakfast, or after breakfast for a high school freshman stuck at home during the Spring of her first year at high school. Some days, I know the song, but plenty of others I don’t. I suspect some of them are of her own creation. As a musician myself, or […]Read More A Letter from Stay-at-Home: She Who Burps & Sings
Dear world, I’m writing this afternoon from my dining room table. It’s the place that I frequently steal for a quick home office morning when I work away from my office or not on the road. For the last two weeks, as we’ve been changing and rechanging and finally closing the physical library where my […]Read More A Letter from Stay-at-Home: A Good Pork Sandwich
This morning is the first snowfall of 2020, at least as far as official counting of such things goes ((There was a dusting last week, a quick flurry here and there. Apparently, these magical moments of quick snow don’t count.)) . As I do when I see snow, I tweet such: Snow. — Bud Hunt […]Read More Love in the Transmission of Learning?