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Wednesday, May 28, 2003

My friend Chris (he plays in this band) pointed me to the fantastic Dictionaraoke.org:

Main Entry: dic·tio·nar·a·o·ke
Pronunciation:
'dik-sh&-"ner-A-O-ke
Definition: Audio clips from online dictionaries sing the hits of yesterday and today. The fun of karaoke meets the word power of the dictionary.

I particularly the versions of Liz Phair's 'F*ck and Run' and Aqua's 'Barbie Girl'. Chris points out that Cameo's 'Word Up' sounds eerily like the original.


1:31:41 PM    

Remember that very short skating piece I wrote for the CBC contest? Well, it turns out I won a book. I didn't catch the audio, but one of my Mom's friends apparently did. There doesn't seem to be a complete archive available of the CBC's material. That's a bit worrying--not for my brief celebrity, but they ought to have one. They are, after all, the nation's radio station.


1:27:26 PM    

I live around the corner from the Immigrant Services Society of British Columbia. They're a non-profit agency that 'provides settlement, community, English-language, training and employment services to immigrants, refugees and students in Canada.'

I was walking past the ISS today, and, in a third story window, I spotted a big, deeply black gentleman holding his small girl at the window. From what was presumably their temporary bedroom, they were both staring out at Vancouver with massive grins on their faces. The girl was waving absently at the cars coming off the Granville Street bridge. I may be a romantic, but it gave me a sense of joy and patriotism that we live in a country that's willing and able to accept immigrants, and that they're apparently happy to come here.


1:21:11 PM    

This essay is two years old, but it's still applicable today.

Hang on, I just wrote that sentence without irony. How did I come to exist in such a transitory world that most of the two-year-old articles I read are no longer applicable? How weird is that? Can you imagine sitting around Athens about 300 BC and saying to your friend, who is quietly paging (scrolling?) through a scroll: 'What are you doing reading that Aristotle bollocks? That's at least two years old...The Poetics simply aren't relevant anymore.' Apologies for this, but it's important to remind ourselves every once in a while to take the long view. Now back to our regularly scheduled programming:

This essay is two years old, but it's still applicable today. The busy Cory Doctorow explains that:

A world of exhaustive, reliable metadata would be a utopia. It's also a pipe-dream, founded on self-delusion, nerd hubris and hysterically inflated market opportunities.

The thing I like about Cory's writing is that he's always got a healthy perspective and is able to incorporate plenty of easily accessable metaphors and examples:

Take eBay: every seller there has a damned good reason for double-checking their listings for typos and misspellings. Try searching for "plam" on eBay. Right now, that turns up nine typoed listings for "Plam Pilots." Misspelled listings don't show up in correctly-spelled searches and hence garner fewer bids and lower sale-prices. You can almost always get a bargain on a Plam Pilot at eBay.


9:58:42 AM    

I took the What high school stereotype are you? quiz, with predictable results. What can I say? The computer classroom was my home. I loved being bathed in that sickly green glow of the monochrome monitors.

10 print Darren
20 print Want your wedgy now?
30 goto 10

 


9:34:11 AM    

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