Tuesday, 23 March 2010

Distance

Not as in physical distance. More of a distance from where you are at till you achieve something.You know how certain things can seem so far away. Out of reach and far to complex for you to get your head around in a foreseeable amount of time. I believe it can be less often so, when you start being unconventional. 

Saturday, 13 March 2010

Is Google ok?

The sounds from the city seeps in through the open windows, surrounds me, blends well with gentle music from my speakers. It blends well will the cool evening air, and the reflections of your apartment on the windows only visible after the sun's gone down. It's 2010 already, and I remember when the year 2000 sounded like a Sci-Fi movie. The snapshot of the moment reminds me of the past, or the journey rather. It's sometimes hard to appreciate what you got, but it gets a fair bit easier if I think of what my life was like only a little while ago.
Someone at work accused me for being afraid of technology, something that never crossed my mind, and  probably far down on the list of what I could have been called. I see what he meant though,  It was all to do with my lack of interest in Facebook, Twitter, Trip-It etc. etc. He asked me why I didn't see the benefits from these tools. How could I not like the worlds largest social community Facebook?
Well. I can see the benefits of it, as well as twitter. But the benefits all get drowned in so much waste information it becomes like gold sifting. There might be a tiny nugget in there among all the stuff I couldn't care less about. Briefly becoming a member due to work just proved my theory. The X minutes I spend sifting for that nugget is hardly worth it. Unless I would find an ore, but those ores is easier to find elsewhere rather than on twitter or Facebook.
So is there a way to purify information, is there a way to harvest only the things you would like, already sifted through your personal siv? Maximize gain, and minimize waste as always.
How wrong would I be, saying that Facebook is the new Opium of the people? A mind retreat?
For our new busniess cards at work, each and everyone had to pick 5 things to be illustrated on their card. Things saying something about them selves. Someone requested to have the Facebook logo (apart from the fact how many people want to associate them selves with coffee, and how little and how much it actually says about that person at the same time). The reason why Facebook logo is there is untold though, is it because of the joy being on there and using it, or is it the opportunities he sees on Facebook. Anyway, I will never rule it out, but for the time being its more pain than gain.
Someone else requested the Google logo on his card. Do I love Google? Well... compared to Facebook, Google is a tool that I actualy use. But I think its similar to asking "Do you love the motorway?" Google is like the road that takes me home. It would never cross my mind weather I love it or not. But its not quite comparable to a motorway, as google offers many other things such as maps, chrome, wave, currency calculator, etc. etc. And its all for free*, well I can't say the little "conditions apply" asterisk (") applies. But in exchange Google gets a piece of you. Imagine what they can monitor, if you use their browser and especially in combination with their search engine, and their mailing system.
In theory they know what you are looking at, when you are looking at it, and how often. They could have piece of logic drawing conclusions, if you are about to have a baby, if you are planning holidays, if you have a partner, if you are gay or straight, even possibly if you are in a good or a bad mood. If you are plotting something. If this data is collected, what could it be used for?
It's probbably about 10 years ago I came across the Johari window theory for the first time. It's a diagram about you as person. Quickly explained: There are things about you, that only you know and you keep them to your self (Hidden), there are other things you are aware, and others too (Open), there are certain things you are not aware of your self, but is know by other poeple (Blind), And there is a fourth section for things that you don't know about your self, and nor anyone else (could be things that would only show in extream situations, such as how you would react in a car crash).
The diagram looks like this:



















But this theory would break, as we would need a fifth section for what google knows about you but no one else.
 
Suddenly the calm Saturday city night gets interrupted by a knock on my door. It's a google representative who accuses me of a blog post with the title "Is Google ok?" raising unsupported theories about their organization. no, I doubt things like that will ever happen, and I doubt we will see any sort of "Google Jugend" either. Nor have I any intention stopping the use of google as search engine. Nor will I love them, or hate them for that matter. To me they will remain the motorway of the internet for another little while.

Monday, 1 March 2010

Weekender

Me (Photo by Elisabet)


















My first iPhone application












Staff at Chat Thai doing "I am putting poision in your food" look












Masaman curry from Chat Thai


















Me doing sad eyes












Baby seals in fancy clothes
 
Strange painting. 


















Manly ferry












Holiday feel in Manly












Lunch in Manly (Photo by Elisabet)












Lizard, sunbathing












Manly cat












Mardi Gras (Sydneys equivalent to the Pride festival ) took place on Saturday. The rout changed since last year. So my block was sealed off, and was used as papering ground for all the parade participants. I wasn't allowed into my own home at first.



















But I had a good chance to take photos from my balcony

Gay tiger

















 
Gay Thai













Gay Avatar


















Gay Zombies


















Gay silver space disco man


















Random gay outfits








Preparing float












But then something realy unexpected happened.

Rugby Cheerleaders chicks: "Hello!, can we use your bathroom please???"













Philip: "Yea, sure"



























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