On Class Technology

Wood, Table, Background, Beverage, Blog, Blogger, Cafe
(cafe tabletop, from Maxpixel.net)

This is the first, and probably will be the only, class where the majority of the assignments are through blogging. I greatly prefer this over turning in papers. It is a little more informal and a lot more interactive than traditional papers, and I think it fits the style of an online class much better. My first thought after visiting the Class Wiki was "overwhelming." There was a lot of information, but as I went through it a dissected it link by link, it turned out to be not too bad. I've only yet scratched the surface. 


Until the next post,
Smith

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