Each day, about 100 billion clicks are made on a web of HTML pages due to 55 trillion links. That amount of links almost match the synaptic wirings of the human brain, but unlike the brain, the web double its capacity every two years.
Entries of year 2011
Le Fabuleux destin d’Amélie Poulain is a great movie and one of the most romantic Paris movie ever made. Unfortunately the authors Anna-Lena Brundin and Katrin Jakobsen pun the successful movie without any particular reason.
Exactly ten years ago an European Union summit was held in my hometown Gothenburg, featuring George Bush, Tony Blair, Jaques Chirac and other suits. The situation was a bit tense, since previous meetings had stirred major demonstrations and hostilities in Nice, Seattle and Amsterdam.
Tonight I visited the Social Media Club at Incontro. A nice evening with lots of talk about social media and different ideas on how to use it in an even better way.
So I’m back from a weekend in Marseille and more. The town itself reminded me of Gothenburg and San Francisco. All three have a riverfront, lots of hills, an island fortress and a lot of great seafood restaurants. But I remembered the seedy streets from the 1971 movie “French Connection” and wondered how much it had changed in 40 years.
Some cities have a sweet spot where I tend to return. It’s like a magnet and I don’t know why. 12 years ago, I walked alone along the Thames riverfront in London. This was one year before the London Eye wheel was built. I came to the Jubilee Gardens and sat down on a bench.
The @media conference, or Web Directions as it is officially called these days, was once one of the pinnacles of web development. The celebrities of the web community gathered once a year and confirmed their positions as generals in the web standards war. In 2006 my colleague Roger Johansson from 456 Berea Street was one of the speakers. Today five years later, a lot has changed.
Back from a short trip to Ireland, where we managed to squeeze in a concert with Explosions In The Sky in Dublin, soaking up Titanic memorabilia in Belfast and finally got to jump around at Giant’s Causeway in the northernmost part of the country.
I was talking to some people about the possibilities with Internet and got an amazing comment: “What, so you mean there was no internet when you were a kid?”. At first I felt very old, but then I smiled at the remark.