Flickr recently added location tagging to its list of features. So, like a good Web 2.0 user, I went through and tagged all of my photos. Luckily I’ve only got 264 on Flickr. I haven’t played around with the exploring side of it yet, but I do have one peeve with the tagging. You can specify location privacy per photo, but not per location. I’d like to set the lat/long of my house as private so that every photo I drag there has a location visible to family and friends. Right now I have to change the privacy on each photo by hand to make the location completely invisible. I hope they add this in the future. You can view a map of my photos.
Archive for August, 2006
If it’s 1AM on a Friday and someone asks if you want to go to Colorado for the weekend, I suggest you say “yes!” Eileen and her friend Joy plus another coworker were headed to CO for a race and wondered if I wanted to go. I agreed. With Will taking HAD off my hands I could finally get some sorely needed time off. We headed out on Friday. Saturday morning we went white water rafting on the Arkansas river through Brown’s Canyon. It was a blast and I suggest if you have a choice you should definitely get a river guide with a real name like our guide Johnny Beers. Sunday was the Muddy Buddy race in Boulder. Each two person team alternates riding a bike and running simultaneously. They do this for about 6 miles around the Boulder reservoir, exchanging the bike when they come across constructed obstacles. The race ends with a crawl through a giant mud pit. It’s a lighthearted event with a lot of people wearing costumes.
I had been meaning to write this post after my return flight from Las Vegas and today’s The Show reminded me. I didn’t get any sleep the night before the flight so I immediately passed out on the runway. I was driven from sleep several minutes later when the woman in front of me slammed her seatback into my knees. Didn’t ease it back; slammed it. I don’t even know why seats on airplanes recline. I mean the reclining seat gives you two options: 1) occupy your own personal space or 2) assert yourself into someone else’s personal space. I actually enjoy the smaller Canadair Regional Jets they use as connector flights to Denver and Chicago since they’ve got an out cropping you can put one foot on which gets your one knee out of the way.
If you’d been following Hack-A-Day, you would have notice that I recently relinquished the reigns to fellow hacker Will O’Brien. I’ve been posting on Hack-A-Day nearly solo for a solid year. I love HAD, but it was taking a lot of time that I should be putting into Netscape. What really surprised me (and probably indicates how disenchanted I’ve become) is that Will is actually excited to work for us. I’m staying on as managing editor and we have site redesign/more contributors planned in the future.
Bruce Schneier writes his books and essays by generating random alphanumeric text of an appropriate length and then decrypting it.
Update: My new favorite: “Bruce Schneier knows Alice and Bob‘s shared secret.”
Gawker has apparently trashed Screenhead‘s old “cool web shit” format and replaced it with an “online review of movies, TV series, DVDs, commercials” shit format. Seriously, who came up with this crap post about the The Covenant? These shills are excited about a movie who’s trailer’s scariest element is that it makes you want to beat your own skull in with a shovel. I’m sure they’ll get around to changing the masthead once they fix all of the broken internal links.
I return home from Las Vegas today. It’s been a long week and it’ll be good to get home… until I move to Vegas next month.
I’ve been responsible for at least four people switching to Macs in the last 6 months (I even bought one myself). I think Apple owes me a prize. Of course this actually part of a greater sinister plan to take silly screenshots of friends in iChat. Brigitte bought her Mac to start vlogging for celeb blog Pop Crunch check out the teaser, episode one and two.
I wanted to get this story posted because I keep forgetting it: So, the male/female bathrooms at the Boston Convention Center have shared entrances. Whether the male bathroom is on the right or left isn’t consistant throughout the hall (stupid). I didn’t know this at the time though. I was more perplexed that I seemed to have found some magical bathroom that had no urinals…
Check out my SIGGRAPH posts on Netscape. Oh, and I ate supper with Jimmy Wales and Gil Penchina (CEO of Wikia and former eBay VP), which was pretty cool (I’m sure there were some other VIPs there I haven’t realized yet).