Yesterday I walked in on Tamsin while she was watching a soft-porn video. Luckily, she ran to the VCR, pressed stop, and changed the channel before I could notice.

(Parenthetical note: It’s Saturday afternoon and a student comes into my office asking about his cursor changing shapes. I tell him that I am not technical support staff and that he can bring his problem to Henry on Monday. I should tattoo “Not Technical Support” on my forehead.)

I bought “The Pearly Gates of Cyberspace: A History of Space from Dante to the Internet” by Margaret Wertheim. The reason was that I like Dante, I use the Internet, and I have seen this book among bibliography relevant to my own research in Architecture. I have only read the introduction, and I am already deeply dissappointed. Margaret Wertheim writes like an ultra-catholic antisemitic conservative feminist who is too attached to her own version of reality. That is hardly an acceptable premise for a discussion on the metaphysics of cyberspace. I am unsure of whether I should waste my time with this book.