“he suggests, a backpack could be used in the middle of a protest or emergency to enable everyone in the area to immediately communicate with one another. We can see several situations where a moveable, location-specific network could be very useful”
At last the potential of mobile adhoc networking is becoming a feasibility… the idea of providing such an augmented view of the internet fits nicely with a project I’m currently trying to code up (which is, right now, more thought than action).
You have to ask yourself What would Motley Crue do?
“We suggest, nay demand, an immediate return to the beloved, benevolent and – most importantly – low-tech Routemaster double-decker on all London routes before the city’s population is reduced to clambering to work over the smouldering remains of its transport infrastructure.”
Anyone inconvenienced by Evo conflagrations?
“I’ve always loved the idea of random sexual encounters, but have never felt brave enough to go to (sex) parties”…”The train journey in the morning and evening is slow, tiresome and packed full of miserable people halfheartedly prodding at shiny new tech. You recognize faces within your tiny half-hour community, but you never talk to them.”
No mention of the christmas tree
“The i-Duck from Japan’s Solid Alliance, starting at $50, plugs into a USB port…comes in a range of colors and lights up, has been selling out constantly”
When your boss asks you whether you have any plans for the weekend the correct response is “Why are you asking?”, not “No”.
I think I have escaped the meeting in Helsinki on wednesday, but not sure about the one next week…
And a random thought from last night – I’m not the only one who finds it slightly disturbing to have a 40 year old guy in a leather miniskirt trying to catch my eye all night, am I? (Do people here find me slightly disturbing?) I don’t have a problem with the concept of being friends with a 40 year old guy in a miniskirt, so I was thinking that I should try to talk to him. But, what would I say? I don’t even know if he speaks English (probably – he looked gaijin under the makeup). But I don’t want to give him the idea I’m in any way interested in anything more than friendship. Would it make it worse or better to talk to him?
Still, it meant I felt I had to watch the beautiful Isola and the cute Satoko-san (-chan? …not that I really know her well enough call her that yet) on the dancefloor. Dammit.
It occurred to me today that the dancing Elvises of Yoyogi-koen have probably not encountered the Leningrad Cowboys. Which I think is something of a shame, they would get on, I’m sure. I’m getting quite addicted to ‘Leningrad’ (“…they’re going to name my hometown Petersburg…”) and the video for ‘Happy being miserable’ has to be seen to be believed.
…was a slogan I saw on the side of a van earlier this week. I didn’t take their number.
Middonaitomesu again last night, after a miserable day sat at home waiting for the weather to be less grim before going out in it. Still, at least I kicked off one of the projects thats been hanging around in my head. Not that it will come to anything, since I’ll end up spending too much time working and forget where I got to with it. Its always the way. One day I will finish one of these projects.
This one is a protocol visualisation tool, to allow visual debugging of protocol logic. Once it is done I have another project which will use it, to create a personal web, some means of attaching comments to sites and being able to index those automatically – I never really got the hang of using bookmarks in an ordered way, so rather than fix my head, I’m going to make a programatic solution instead.
Midnight Mess was more of the same – the music, the people, the place, etc. There were a few notable events – Deathboy went down extremely well with the audience, I fell off the stage (which was arranged as a seating area) bruising my back, I met a confused looking German.
Today, I go for a walk in the park, buy some food and try to recover – these late nights aren’t good for me.
This says everything I’ve been trying to say:
“make sure that your child has better things to do in its life than pick up thirty-year-old perverts on an IRC channel”
– diffrentcolours