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Month: March 2011

A Sticky, Engaging, and Valuable Talk on Data Journalism

I’m going to throw a bunch of data at you now. I want to pass along some great information I discovered tonight, but my brain is having trouble getting into a decent writing mode. Regard this as a jumbled bag of nice quality chocolate instead of a nicely laid out tray of nice quality chocolates. OK? 10 Things Paul Bradshaw Learned about Data Journalism My favorite online communication and online journalism group in Denmark invited Paul Bradshaw to speak at a meeting tonight. The talk was entitled “10 things I learned about data journalism”, but I am not going to list all ten items (because I didn’t write them all down). I was trying to listen, learn, absorb, and think. I took home some great resources and a few very nice quotes. The Usual Suspects Let’s start with the resources – people actually. A lineup of Paul Bradshaw’s People…


Igniting Accessibility for Ignite Denmark

Giving a 5-minute Ignite presentation is such an amazing learning experience. The expression mind-blowing is suitable to use. What’s Ignite? It’s an inspiration network. You have 5 minutes and 20 slides to “ignite” the audience with your passion. O’Reilly has the Ignite story for you. I think anyone who carries the label “communicator” ought to try an Ignite presentation at least once in their life. Ignite Denmark manages the Danish sparks. I attended the World Usability Day / Ignite Denmark joint event in November 2010 and got so inspired that I foolishly promised to give a talk on accessibility at the next Ignite Denmark event, which was 1 March 2011. 🙂 This is the result of that promise. My Ignite Presentation I gave the presentation in Danish. The transcripts – in English and in Danish – are further along in this blog post. I posted my slides to SlideShare. Ignite…

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I give you – French Cheesecake

Another memory from my days at Carleton College hits the blog. The campus had (has) several special interest residential houses, including French House. It was a place people wanted to live when they had been on an exchange program to the university in Pau, France. They also had events that anyone was welcome to attend. My fading memory tells me that I tasted this cheesecake there. I was told it came from Pau and it had become a house tradition to make it. After tasting it, I had to have the recipe, which I dutifully copied to keep (in pencil on lined paper – ah, the pre-digital camera, pre-scanning days). It’s such a lovely cake that I thought it was worth sharing here despite being glaringly off-topic, although you could say it communicates community and storytelling. Am I stretching that a bit? I elaborate a bit at the end of…