This post is from a comment I made on Kevin Hodgson’s blog.  Love how he truncated the collaborative process for his reader. Effective and probably the best way to get folk interested in joining in.

Yet… there really is no shortcut to the kind of curiosity conversation in that Hackpad.

There IS a place for a n00bie to enter in, but that n00bie has to ante up to get the most benefit and to ask the best questions, to make the game worth the candle and not just a like or a plus or the usual quick and glossy response.

Gotta play with zeega on your own. Gotta mess with the cloud storage of digital object. Gotta read “multimodal objects”. None of this requires special expertise by this n00bie, just a little time honoring the work by sharing in it. And asking for help–the ultimate and most intimate and vulnerable form of connection.

I think sometimes on #CLMOOC we make it seem like there is one kind of connection and it is easy–join in anytime, leave anytime, lurk or whatevs. Yes, there is that ,but there are many other kinds of connections. Some not so easy.

There is the “skin yer knuckle using the wrench kind”.

There is the “ultra lo whale/elephant vibe “kind.

There is the “pickpocket brushing your back pocket to steal your phone” kind.

There is the “I’m gonna keep banging on your door till you answer” kind.

There is the sweet singing under the window kind.

This week (and every week) in #clmooc we need to honor all kinds of connection.

Maybe we can tease out what their names are like I have done above and analyze how they work so that we can each play at way of connecting that perhaps we have never tried before.

Possibly like the “cold call to edges of the network” connection that Ray Maxwell has us practicing.

 

#CLMOOC #DailyConnect Explore the Outer Nodes https://t.co/LktJxgS1Fe via @clmooc

— Ray Maxwell (@hsifnihplod) August 2, 2016

 

Or perhaps like the light and silly antispamafoonery I share with Kevin on his website by hacking the captcha tech into a sentence or a scene whenever I comment. Here is my latest antispamisode taken from the required posting Captcha on Kevin’s blog:

antispami-poltroonitude:  “ye encode”

“And I say unto you,” the robot reverend entoned, ” As long as ye encode unto the Lord of Bots all will be well.” He pivoted on his tracks and looked out over a sea of robot shiny.

Turning the volume to eleven he megaphoned, “But woe be it unto you and very silicon atom in your circuits if ye do not encode the correct and true code. For that is the way of uniqueness and sin. That is the sin of corruption and virus and haxing.”

All the robot congregation replied to the nanotick, “A-not-men.”

One of these days I am going to have poem or a story serialized in those comments and Kevin will be my only audience. Fine by me. Connecting. Failing. Trying again. Amen.