Author: Rory

The logo for the 2012 Olympics is so bad I think it gave me cancer.

 

Seen the Apple iPhone ads yet? They’re just dripping with “I want one”-ness. Unfortunately as T-Mobile is going to be the European network for the iPhone and T-Mobile is conspicuously absent from the Irish market we won’t see it here for some time after the initial European release. I maintain a cautious optimism that Meteor, who already have some sort of relationship with T-Mobile in roaming, will be able to swing the iPhone for Ireland deal.

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You either have something to say or the time in which to say it, but rarely both.

Satire is dead. It has been overtaken by reality:

A friendship-building football match between Muslim and Christian clergy in Norway was called off after a row over the participation of women players.

Muslim Imams had refused to play against women because it went against their beliefs about close physical contact with the opposite sex.

But when the church decided to drop its women players, the priests’ team captain walked out in protest.

Unholy row at clergy soccer game—BBC News

From Salt on Everything, it’s The Passion of the Christ 2: Judgement Day:

I’m still in Mountain View. I realise I’ve been pretty woeful at keeping this blog up-to-date while I’m away, so I’m going to try to put that right.

Since my last post I have:

Gone to a chili cookoff and eaten chili made with tequila and chocolate,

Climbed to the top of the highest tower in San Francisco and sneered at the city from above,

Hit on a waitress in Hooters, having decided that, no, that’s not too cheesy; that’s what they’re there for,

Watched the Sun set over the Pacific,

Gone on a weekend-long road trip to Las Vegas, Nevada and visited the (allegedly) world-famous Comedy Club in the Riviera,

Not bought a guitar for $10,000 despite the overwhelming, or at least whelming, urge to do so,

Stood inside a capsule that used to be a part of the International Space Station,

Come second in a scavenger hunt in Golden Gate park and followed it up with food and drinks in a beach-side bar, during work hours,

and Got my ticket to see Spider-Man 3 on Friday.

I recently missed, or am about to miss, my last graduation. I was supposed to be conferred with my masters some time during the last two weeks or in the next week. During the time I’m in California, anyway. I’ve never been keen on graduations, but there is a slight chance that I’ll regret having missed it at some point in the future. Not as much as I’d have regretted not coming to San Francisco though.

Is anyone using Jaiku? I signed up a day or two ago and so far it seems a lot more useful than Twitter. Jaiku has a similar idea to Twitter—to post brief (140 character) snippets about what you’re up to so that people can keep up with what you’re doing without you having to compose a full blog post. People can subscribe to your updates so that they’re sent notifications when you post something new.

Like Twitter, you can post to Jaiku by SMS or from the Web. There doesn’t seem to be an instant messenger option yet (though Twitter’s IM is down most of the time anyway) and I don’t see a way to receive updates by phone, which is definitely something they’ll want to work on.

The big advantage of Jaiku though is that it will pull in feeds from elsewhere to keep all of your updates in one place. I have it pulling in my Soylent Red feed, my Flickr photos, my Last.fm music information, my del.icio.us bookmarks and even my Twitter feed.

Jaiku doesn’t pull the full content from all of these feeds. It shows just enough for you to know that there’s new information from one of those sources.

If you’re interested, here’s my Jaiku.

In the ever-popular spirit of I’m-busy-so-I-want-you-to-keep-my-site-alive-without-me, I’ve decided to take part in this meme. And by “I’ve decided to take part”, I mean “I’ve decided to ask you to take part.” For the non–link-followers among you, the spirit is this: post a comment mentioning a memory you have of you and me. Then, optionally, continue the meme on your own blog.