I arrived in Berlin yesterday morning, checked in at the misnamed but reasonably-priced Hotel Berlin Plaza, plugged in my laptop, and tapped away most of the day as I watched the snow drift by. The Plaza does not have internet connections; in fact, they charge 2,5 Euros an hour to use Microsoft Office Continue reading Berlin

Wake-up call

My noggin is filling up with learning fluff from the net, the street, books, conversations, and subscriptions. think I know how Johnny Mnemonic must have felt. He’s the William Gibson character with a hard drive implant in his head. If he doesn’t download after a while, well, let’s not go there. It’s Continue reading Wake-up call