Kulturhuset
En lång promenad sista dagen i city på ett par månader. Kulturhuset bakom en annorlunda förgrund, i den tidiga blå timmen.
Ses i februari igen, min stad!
my longest running link to the early Internet
TFTD – vet Du vad det står för? Kanske är det en förkortning för fler saker, men för mig står TFDT för Thought of the day, och är en mailinglista som jag följt sedan åtminstone mitten av nittiotalet. oavsett vad jag gjorde (rss, eller twitter eller g+ eller) så har jag aldrig avlutat prenumeration på denna lista som vad dag lyser upp min dag med någon kort sentense eller ett kort citat eller ordspråk. Dagens var:
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A doctor, an architect, and a computer scientist were arguing
about whose profession was the oldest. In the course of their
arguments, they got all the way back to the Garden of Eden, whereupon
the doctor said, “The medical profession is clearly the oldest, because
Eve was made from Adam’s rib, as the story goes, and that was a simply
incredible surgical feat.”
The architect did not agree. He said, “But if you look at the
Garden itself, in the beginning there was chaos and void, and out of
that, the Garden and the world were created. So God must have been an
architect.”
The computer scientist, who had listened to all of this said,
“Yes, but where do you think the chaos came from?”
prenumerera du också, släpp inte, ha något som är stabilt när allt annat rör på sig. hör av dig till listservern TFTD-L@TAMU.EDU
Till de tväras lov
De senaste dagarna har jag läst och lyssnat mindre än vanligt, tänkt desto mer. Är inte färdigformulerad men vill sätta en påle i marken här och nu vid denna tid när tvärvetenskapligheten, det utmaningsdrivna perspektivet, står utom allt tvivel som det viktigaste, och det nya, och det som måste stöttas varligt med lite ‘strukturkapital’ för att kunna leva upp till de förväntningar vi alla, skattebetalare, arbetare, medborgare, risktagare har på framtiden.
EUs kommande forsknings’plan’ kommer att ha signifikanta delar där skärningen mellan två tidigare ‘dicipliner’ (med varsin forskningsbudget) ska mötas på lika villkor. Hur och vem ska då bestämma? En professor från vardera området? Vem fäller avgörande om de tycker olika? Portföljanalys och lika många projekt åt var och en av dem? Nej, nej, då har vi ju knappt vunnit något. Vad vi behöver är att lyfta tvärsan till samma nivå, acceptera det som en egen diciplin, med på och av egna meriter, med egen teori och applikation.
På svensk nationell nivå (hemma på Vinnova) har vi samma utmaning inom programmet Utmaningsdriven innovation, och mellan olika program, mellan olika delar av vår (linje)organisation, SAMT mellan olika forskningsfinansiärer med olika ‘branscher’, områden, perspektiv som ansvar. Vi måste lära oss att arbeta mer tillsammans än tidigare, är min personliga uppfattning, utan att det kostar i administration, samtidigt som det resultera i finansiering av projekt som är mer än summan av delarna, som bygger broar mellan discipliner, mellan branscher, skapar värde som evolutionär utveckling inom existerande ‘avdelningar’ inte kan.
Gone fishin’
Hi all
Soon I’ll be sailing on the journeyman.se – looking forward to learning, exploring, contributing, contemplating, tacking and more.
At this time, it’s still unclear what bandwidth will be available when we’re at see or when we’re moored on one or other beautiful island. It’s also unclear if I’ll be guest blogging on Jespers blog, or writing on ‘Kulturbäraren’, or simply be tweeting. Or updating this space? I’ll bring a camera, I’ll bring a keyboard, but these will not be the focus of my attention – my fellow crew members and life’s great beauty (and the occasional storm) will be. But don’t be surprised if there’s a picture or two, and a rambling story or three. Stories are, after all, one of the focuses of the Oceansearch.org projects we take part in.
“Kalles” Daily?
hej
idag har jag varit i garaget hela dagen och kliar fortfarande efter närkontakt med isolering, trots ett par rejäla duschar. inte fan har jag haft tid att hänga vid datorn, åtminstone inte förrän nu lite sent när jag ska uppdatera podcast på min ipod, att lyssna till när lugnet lägger sig och sömnen kommer.
alla ni som gör dagliga sammanställningar av vad ni läst och vill tipsa om. jag är både lite oförstående och lite orolig. good for you, kanske man ska säga. själv. har jag inget att dela med mig av i den här internetkanelen. vi hade gäster på frukost, vi har pratat med de nya grannarna, genom syrenhäcken, medan vi tömde garaget och de eliminerade ett vattenfall/fiskdamm. men inget större än så, ingen trend, inget som förtjänar att basuneras ut i större cirkel eller ens ‘noteras’ digitalt för eftervärlden. en dag. en dag utan större digital fotavtryck. en mycket bra dag. isoleringskliet till trots.
Låt oss självklart filtrera och dela med oss. Men låt oss också ha sommar. Och tvinga inte ut en ‘daily’ vareviga dag bara för att du satt den frekvensen i ‘publikationens’ namn?
night good people!
added four nit time shots from first eve in Visby to my public flickr feed
“Sorry Conrad, But if you’ve been at the Hilton…
you haven’t really been there”. Yeah, you all know where that quote comes from. And I always prided myself on not being “the Conrad” but this time, this trip, the Luxury Lotte Hotel in Seoul will be my Hilton and I will not exit but for a brief organized walk Tuesday eve, before hitting the taxi line and heading back home. This is a sad fact, but time’s limited, air con is nice, schedule jam packed and Korean hotel rooms difficult to get to grips with anyway, so it’ll be a day or two before I get all the luxury features. No need to venture outside into the hot and humid Seoul summer, no, not this trip, next trip.
It started when I was fumbling inside the door for somewhere to turn on the light. Pressed a button or two, no light, BUT, about an hour later as I’d undressed and had fallen asleep to compensate lack of sleep flying here, the cleaning lady started banging on my door again. (I’d heard something while showering, but not acted on that, some twenty minutes earlier.) Apparently I’d pressed the “Emergency house cleaning” button inside the door upon arrival, and now she advanced in, pulled the curtains open to allow the sun in, and began to change EVERYTHING in the spotless luxury room that I’d just checked into half hour earlier (and not messed up, thank you!). New linen, new everything. Ten minutes later, she offered to pull the curtains close again, bowed and left. I understood nothing, idling at the desk in the middle of my night as it was, and tried to get back to sleep.
Then, last evening, I fumbled around for the fifth time trying to find out where to cut the overhead lights as I was going to sleep proper local Korean time as well. Some five hours ago. With increasing anxiety, I eventually looked for the eye blinds I was given during my over night flight here, but then stumbled on to the bedside screen phone. Ah: “all off”, actually referred to the house lights. All on: The phone turns out to be the command and control center for the entire suite. The DVD turns on, the bathroom is lit and the Asian washlet starts spraying. All hell breaks loose, and I press All off again, killing the charger that’s pumping juice into my dying cell phone, but, what the heck, a guy needs to sleep if he is to present to government ministers.
The saddest part of this story is the Dell laptop I had to borrow to be able to do ‘proper’ Powerpoint presentations. OECD is not compatible with Keynote it seems, but more importantly my MacBook from 2006 is heavy and not reliable anymore, so I figured I’d travel light with a company loner laptop. What a mistake. I keep activating the light sensor as I try to type and navigate my screen here in the middle of the Korean night, up for the last five hour presentation meddling session at, local time, 2am. Skype (I installed after I understood the exorbitant phone charges) Blue Screens me about once every hour while just sitting idle in the background, and my palms are almost bleeding from the very sharp corners of the ‘raised’ laptop handrest ‘design’. Yes, this must be the exact copy that I was handed 30 months ago as I started at Vinnova, and promptly handed back a week later, to return to using my Macbook outside the company firewall instead. Yes. I know why now. At that time it was more of a platform conviction thingy, more of a statement and an unwillingness to re-learn. Today, the full physical discomfort hits me. I’m happy I didn’t see much of you the last thirty months, dear Dell E4300, but I pray I haven’t insulted you enough to kill me and my important PPT file in an electrical shock, not at least until I’ve delivered my presentation, told my stories, made my employer happy, the conference hosts satisfied and.
I want to come back here. The Maldivian Foreign Minister looked at me across the room and said ‘haven’t we met before’? No, but we’ve communicated via the Swedish Embassy in India about setting up a meeting, I volunteer. ‘Aah, that’s right, that is you Mr Nou, I’ll have my assistant set up that meeting, sometime tomorrow around lunch, ok?’
And. “I absolutely loved your Abstract”. Prof. Månson said as much as we spoke during reception (lots of great food!) last night. Professor Månson will be chairing the session I speak in tomorrow, so his opinion matters very much. The draft that I worked so stubbornly on and didn’t have time nor daring to share with many colleagues. The piece of text I was late in submitting, the text I thought was way below expectations. Good God what a relief. Now, Let’s hope my story telling tomorrow, my presentation (max 8 slides – now still at 25+) will be ok too. Then I will be happy. And less tired. And more experienced.
A lounge is a strange place
in the finnair lounge awaiting my connection to seoul, I notice a wall full of snowcrash sound panels. beauty! nostalgia kicks in. I also notice that the firewall doesn’t allow for Facebook (?) and that different folks consume free alcohol in different ways. this is a quiet lounge, large but (thanks to the sound wave panels?) quite subdued. peoples of different nationalities are hunching over snacks, sipping drinks. some consume. others sip, and yet others abstain. there’s a Swedish cabinet minister over there who is probably a little self conscious. there are loads of Korean nationals waiting for the same plane I will be boarding in about one hour.
if Facebook was allowed, I guess this kind of time killing rambling would go there! now it sticks to my blog wall instead. I allow myself another hour before focusing again, on the presentation that is due Monday morning. 30 slides must come down to 15, but most importantly I will have to practice, actually talk out loud to counter the expected stage fright. I am usually quite ok speaking in public, but this audience is more senior than anyone I spoke to before, so I guess a little nervousness is called for and quite appropriate. don’t want to make neither myself, my employer nor ‘Sweden’ disappointed, at least not in the presentation part.
more later
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