Hal Stern: The Morning Snowman

In any market environment, you have to be careful not to take current events and extrapolate
ad infinitum, assuming that nothing else will change. I distinctly remember being in
a meeting of a univ...

As human beings we tend to like things that happen in multiples of 5 or 10;
something to do with our (body's) digits and the fact that decades make a fairly
interesting yardstick for measuring life...

Wil Weaton, known to some as
Wesley Crusher in Star Trek: The Next Generation, has gained more publicity in
the last decade as a writer giving voice to geek culture. His latest work is
available a...

I'm convinced that "productivity" is a dumb word. It presumes some magic metric for how people create
value in the workplace, and that metric is usually, inexorably tied to a clocking problem. Work...

I was talking this week to a company that builds communications technology. More than one, actually,
and their definition of "communications" is as broad as it should be in a world of wireless, dig...

Hanging in the garage of my parent's house were two very large-toothed tree saws. Not your normal
wood-cutting blades, measured in teeth per inch, as these monsters had inches per tooth, required
a...

In four years of blogging, I have rarely ventured into the political arena. I see
this space as a place to discuss technology, life at Sun, the socialization
of technology, and to provide commenta...

At Sun's recent internal nerd fest, I participated in my first
pecha kucha night. Having once failed miserably at play by play
basketball broadcasting, I didn't think any other form of public spea...

I was digging through old paper files this weekend and found a note I had scribbled on a hotel phone message
notepad that read simply "Newt Gingrich and candles." Truth be told, I was doing a peri...

What would make 130 bloggers, mySQL hackers, PHP coders, writers, journalists,
photographers, and other assorted geeks come into a midtown New York office
building on a rainy Sunday morning when t...