Have you ever heard the term remediate? Where and what is your understanding of the term?

The only time I can remember hearing the term remediate or remediation was talking in my English composition class years ago, and I only remember it vaguely. I imagine it means to mentally go back and think about what you’ve said or written. To re- mediate, or mediate again, and mediate being to think about. If the term is associated with composition, it may be to go back to what you’ve already written, reread it and edit for content as apposed to grammar and spelling. I do this constantly and then one final time before I publish any blog post. It’s very important to me because I tend to ramble and I need to make sure I actually made understandable thoughts.


Remediation is the process whereby
computer graphics, virtual reality, and the
WWW define themselves by borrowing
from and refashioning media such as
painting, photography, television, and film

I’m quite proud of my little piece of the internet here. This blog looks and feels the way I want it to. Every time I look at it it’s like a nice creative hug from myself, to myself. ❤


Strengths: I feel that my voice is the strength of my blog. That sound a little conceited, but it’s not like the content is what drives my blog. People aren’t tuning in to see what new stuff in the music slash electronic print slash bike world just came out. Well, people aren’t tuning in at all really, but I digress. The interesting part of the blog is what I have to say. I feel my opinions are what drives this blog along.

Weaknesses: I don’t have any direct sources. I’m not high enough up in the food chain of the music or the cycling industry to have the manufacturers or the artists contact me and tell me about the newest thing. They go to some more well known blogger, and I read it there then write about it here. So it’s a trickle down effect. That’s understandable for me though. I just started this blog, I can’t expect to already be a pop-star-famous-blogger.

Potentials for revision: I don’t have anything I’d like to revise, per se, as much as I wish I could have my own custom layout with out forking over $30. Or at least the option to change the colors or the size of certain boxes in some of these themes. I’m just looking forward to keeping up with this blog and adding more. I can’t wait for the tag cloud to be huge and full of all sorts of crazy words. I love how a really developed and avid blogger’s cloud looks; where the biggest words have been used over 1000 times. Ahh one day.

I did a lot of experimenting with talking about music on this blog. I’ve never really written about music. I’ve talked and critiqued other artists and talked about their music to them, but I’ve never written about it with an audience in mind. I guess it’s kind of similar. I reread my concert review and I liked how I described their style and stage presence. I tried to emulate the music journalists I read in magazines– when they talk about new artist or albums I don’t know, and when they describe the artists certain sound– I tried to emulate that. I think I did a decent job, and I like the fact that I can pull up that music journalist voice when I write without much effort.

One of the things I worried about was posting about bicycles. As silly as that seems, I originally intended for this to be a blog that cataloged my efforts to get more involved in the music world, and only the music world. But I’m so deeply rooted in cycling culture that I couldn’t resist it. And I’m happy that I didn’t because some of my posts about bicycling have been my most interesting and popular. I consider myself equal parts musician and cyclist. I don’t own a car; I ride my bike wherever I need to go. I worked at a music store for years, I just got a job as a bike mechanic and I currently march for the Chiefs. So my interests are split 50/50.

This blog has really helped me find my voice. I talked about how I consider it the strength and I think sitting and forcing myself to write has really drawn it out of me. Maybe I’m just that eloquent. Hah! But seriously, I haven’t considered myself a writer for very long, and this blog has really upped my confidence in my ability to compose and craft my ideas, as well as construct well developed thoughts over any given length. You could give me a word limit of 300 or 3000 and I would be equally confident in my ability to write both.

I like that reflection backwards is noitcelfer– “know itself-er”

Maybe that’s what I am. A know itself-er. Always trying to improve from the inside out. I like that.

In response to my last post:

I feel human beings won’t limit themselves to only textual nonverbal communication. Having the ability to think about and edit what you say before you say it is nice, but face to face human contact– up close and personal– is something we as humans need. It’s one of the basic needs of life. Mazlow’s hierarchy of needs shows it easily enough:

  Humans need to be around other humans. Force ourselves in to emotionless gray cubicles for hours all day everyday and sooner or later somethings going to snap.

   The fear of offending or being misunderstood may affect how many people communicate, but the effectiveness of dialogue is unmistakable. The ability to transfer thoughts via word of mouth in conversation is always going to be the most efficient and speedy way to do so.

For instance, board meetings. They could be done through group email, but would take days maybe weeks. Things like GoToMeeting are making strides to change that, but I still wonder what kind of first impression you can make without a handshake or a pat on the back.

I do feel that permanence is lost on this new generation. Constantly interfacing with keyboards and typing makes it easy to delete or undo. Could this be leading to a world where every word we use to communicate with is spell-checked and reviewed before being sent or heard?

Words spoken are permanent.

You can’t unhear or unsay something. It’s so easy to type something–read it–and delete it. But if you say something you regret, it takes a lot for someone else to forgive something you wished you could have unsaid. I don’t know how many times I wished I could have grabbed the words that just came out of my mouth and pull them back in.

What happens when we realize we can’t speak face to face because the fear of offence or misunderstanding is too great? Will we become a society inept of eye contact? Slaves to our smartphones, only texting, never speaking.

Turn it off. Look me in the eye. Shake my hand.

“Nice to meet you.”

Johnson talks about his first experiences using a computer in Interface Culture. More specifically he talks about using the computer to write, and how he used to write by hand and then how he transitioned into writing purely on the computer.
He talks about “interface design” and how the Mac’s version lured him into using the computer by making their word processing program seem like paper on a desktop. I can see how that makes sense for someone who grew up using a pen and paper to write. But for me it doesn’t quite work that way. I grew up writing on paper as well and I remember the first time I wrote using Word, but I didn’t really start getting into writing until late high school and early college. Until then I had used word processors, predominantly Word, for writing research papers and five paragraph essays. Now, when I open up Word and stare at the blinking cursor in 12 point Times New Roman, it just feels stale and uninspiring.
I’ve had to find new avenues to go about writing via computer. Mostly I mean using anything but Word. I joined the blogosphere a few years ago and I’ve found it both welcoming and inspiring. Knowing my work is “published” as soon as I hit enter gives a feeling of permanence and encourages me to make sure I’m content with what I’ve just written. I know I have the option to go back and edit it, but I like to be fully satisfied before I send it down the tubes.
Even Blogger seems like a welcome change from the confines of the five paragraph essay and the research papers of olde. It’s funny how similar the two interfaces are, but the subtle changes make all the difference. The orange against the gray background seems to carry so much more warmth than the cold sterile blue on white of Word.
Though, I can tell it’s just me. There isn’t anything wrong with using Word. It’s not like I have issues with the program itself. (Though, they keep coming out with new versions and moving all the menus around. What happened to file-print? Why is it so complicated now!? I digress.) I’ve just associated too much emotional pain and suffering with Word. Strangely enough, the Notes application on Facebook was how it all started. I liked the interface. It was simple, straightforward, and wasn’t Word. It was after that I figured out why I hadn’t liked writing until then. It was the uninspiring, static, dull, coldness that is Microsoft Word.