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Posted 6 months, 2 weeks ago in the early afternoon by oso
I have always been shit at falling asleep. Ideally I would fall asleep at 11 p.m. every night. Instead, this is typically when I sit back down at my computer to read all the open tabs and unread emails that have accumulated throughout the day. The I check Twitter one last time. I glance at [...]
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Posted 9 months, 1 week ago mid-morning by oso
I like to poke fun at my friend Christian. Though he is Guatemalan, when I see him in Buenos Aires he speaks like a native Porteño. A few months later, in Santiago, and his accent changes completely to the affectionate chirpiness of Chilean Spanish. I have heard his slight southern drawl as he speaks fluent [...]
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Posted 10 months, 3 weeks ago mid-afternoon by oso
“The future is already here – it’s just not evenly distributed.” According to the famous quote by science fiction writer William Gibson, the future was in Austin this past week for SWSX Interactive. More than 15,000 of the digitally inclined brought their favorite assortment of screens and shoulder bags in order to sell their great [...]
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Posted 1 year, 9 months ago around lunchtime by oso
Today is the first day since leaving Los Angeles that I’ve been able to breathe. All the other mornings I was awoken by the sound of the alarm clock or the discomfort of jet lag. But not today: I woke slowly, ate breakfast slowly, read the paper leisurely, walked along the green banks of the [...]
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Posted 2 years ago in the wee hours by oso
What’s the point of getting drunk anyway? The point is this: you’re at the bar, you’re having fun, you walk upstairs, you take it all in. And you leave. There’s no need – no reason – to leave, but you leave. You’re on 3rd and Santa Monica and you start walking. You don’t know where [...]
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Posted 2 years, 2 months ago around lunchtime by oso
I wrote this a few weeks ago while riding the subway from Madrid’s airport to Paseo de Prado. Apparently someone was listening and developed the helpful Web 2.0 Suicide Machine. “Meet your Real Neighbors again!” is a great tagline, destined to become a neo-romantacist mantra. It’s the question: what is important, what is not important, [...]
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Posted 2 years, 2 months ago in the wee hours by oso
It all started because I needed a way to get from Kiev to Skopje. I had heard from Onnik about the World Blogging Forum; that they were paying the travel and accommodation costs for all attendees. I was turned off by the language on the website: that they were only inviting “A-list bloggers” (how I [...]
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Posted 2 years, 3 months ago mid-morning by oso
Today a Ukrainian friend of mine had her first English class with an American Peace Corps volunteer. “He has very American eyes,” she told me. I let out a little chuckle, not quite sure what very American eyes are. “They are very big,” she explained, “and they are always staring at you. It makes me [...]
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Posted 2 years, 3 months ago in the wee hours by oso
Internet Hungary was surreal. Unlike any other conference I’ve ever spoken at. The day before it began I was met at my hotel by my driver, the Hungarian version of Vin Diesel who I was sure spent all his spare time enacting scenes from Fast and Furious 1, 2, 3, and 4. He was accompanied [...]
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Posted 2 years, 6 months ago terribly early in the morning by oso
Thick braids rest on each breast while her interlocking fingers are clasped seductively behind her head. With eyes nearly closed, she looks as if she is either being pleasured or on heroin. Her jeans are unbuttoned; a sultry invitation. The peasant pigtails suggest the slow life of the countryside, but her makeup and injected lips [...]
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