Emerging wirelessly?

One of the more interesting ideas from yesterday’s Interactive Telecoms Program show I went to at NYU with Paula was the ‘Neighbor Node’ – note Amerikan speeling there. Neighbour nodes are short range wireless networks that anyone can post into within 100m, so the local neighbours. It’s a student project at the moment so not many nodes, but loved the idea – then combined with different levels of nodes for propogation of higher level information. It’s really along the lines of ’emergence’, the idea that systems with simple rules that are applied on a local level can produce higher level order and patterns (on which there’s a great book).

Other things of note:

  • ‘Glowbits‘ – fun glowy lights that slide in and out and seem to hypnotise women… although that may just have been the good looking (semi-geeky) guy demonstrating
  • socialight – a bluetooth application for your phone for meeting people, somewhat along the lines of dodgeball (the founders came from ITP as well)
  • a constantly moving display of triangular wooden blocks with a camera in the middle, that converts the image into rotations of the blocks creating different darknesses of shadow and hence the picture in wood. Hard to describe but very cool indeed.
  • and, of course ‘PacManhattan‘, where real people run around Manhattan as PacMan characters (this got written up in the New Yorker the other week).

Anyone for Sunshine?

Wow! Just saw one of the best films in a while – ‘Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind‘. It’s a Michel Gondrey film, he of the Kylie video with multiple Kylies walking the same route, with a Charlie Kaufman script, he of ‘Being John Malkovitch’ and ‘Adaption’ fame – so it’s probably not a surprise that I loved it given I loved those other films. Kaufman has a very strange twist on modern living and how people interact, creating characters who are often quite extreme emotionally but very believable. In ‘Eternal Sunshine’ the plot revolves around a couple who go through a bad breakup and then have their memories of the relationship erased. I can’t tell you too much because it would spoil some wonderful twists but the principle players Jim Carrey and Kate Winslet are wonderful, and with a supporting cast of A List stars (including the ever lush Kirsten Dunst and the ‘I’m not Frodo’-esque Elijah Wood). Gondrey’s visual manner is, as you would expect, awesome, favouring handheld ‘skakey-cam’ and some great ways to represent the memories being erased Go see it!

In other exciting news – I’m still in New York at the mo… Yep, got convinced into staying a little bit longer since I wasn’t really doing much back in the UK. Guess my travel bug hadn’t quite gotten itself out of my system. Been having a great time catching up with many of the old gang. If anyone’s over here and we havn’t caught up yet I’m going to try and organise some drinks this Thursday and if you want to come along drop me a mail or give me a call (917-915.0015).

Sunny city

Ah, another beautifully sunny day in New York – huzah! It was ridiculously warm last night when I finally got back the ‘burg for the first time this trip. Seemed a lot busier than last time I was there, but that might of just been the weather bringing everyone out to sit and watch the world go by. Meanwhile I’m just glad I’m not living where I used to live in London – right next to Redcliffe Gardens!

There is a pile of interesting news today – aside from the PA who’s been convicted for embezzling 4 million quid from Goldman Sachs, there was also a BBC article on people who
reveal passwords in return for chocolate. Can totally understand though – I get very bored indeed having to remember more than a few passwords. Not sure I’d let someone have my password for a chocolate bar though… maybe two would be better.

Another day, another country..

Yo yo yo! Back in the US of A again kickin’ it large in New York. Always nice to be back in the big apple, and I didn’t even have to give away my identity at immigration after all that worry. Plus JFK has finally finished the SkyTrain which is very nice indeed and only $5 – luverley.

ps, Phone number while I’m in New York is 917-915.0015. Please don’t leave any messages on this phone ‘cos I can’t get to the voicemail! If I don’t answer just try again a bit later. I can get texts (SMS) though for the more phonically advanced amongst you.

They’re all out to get you…

On the possibility that I may be heading over to the US in a week or so I started looking into the new requirements for UK visitors. Luckily the visa waiver program is still in place, meaning we can go over for up to three months without a visa – something that would otherwise cost us a fair few pennies – but now we get to be fingerprinted and photographed for ‘added security’. Sigh.

Over the past few months I’ve come to realise that I miss living in New York a lot. Melbourne, Australia is a great town – but there’s something about Williamsburg, Brooklyn that still has first place in my heart. Of course, all of this emotional attachment is based on my time in the city pre-9/11 and a lot has changed since then by all accounts. People throughout America are now very aware that some people around the world don’t like them a lot as a county, in fact to some people the fact that the rest of the world a) exists and b) would attack them has come as a nasty shock. In response America has unsurprisingly decided the old saw of “Good fences make good neighbours” is the way forward, as opposed to the more New Testament “turn the other cheek”. Increasingly the place that once prided itself on being “the land of the free” is now the scene of increasing personal rights intrusions, all in the name of safety and pushed forward on a strong current of fear – the same fear that Michael Moore believes big business relies on to keep us behaving in a consumer frenzy and hence filling the rich folks coffers even more.

Conversely a lot more people around the world no longer believe America is a “good” superpower. The old days of the Cold War, with its easily defined good and bad guys are long gone – a much more ambiguous threat exists. It was sad when I was travelling that whenever you found out someone was American the conversation would immediately turn to the obvious topics. Sad because these Americans are the ones who have actually made an effort to find out for themselves about the world, rather than believing what the fear fuelled media would have them believe. They’ve chosen to make their own opinions and good for them. People often find they are the same as other people all round the world when not involved in a mass frenzy of angry mob nature. A one to one meeting that Israel’s current efforts to build a wall will help prevent, and in my view cause more suffering between those two nations.

So where does that leave Williamsburg? It’s still in the same place in my heart (and on the map) that it ever was, and I’m going to enjoy going back to visit when I get the chance. However I believe that I can’t live there again until America has a new, less fearful and commerce driven outlook on the world – whether that involves just voting against President Bush or something else I don’t know. Sad but true. Now I just hope they let me into the country after saying all that!

As a quick footnote here.. I noticed something about a presidential brief the other day from Bush about the current instability in Iraq. As I half watched I saw that Bush’s mannerisms have become increasingly like our own Tony Blair’s! The open necked shirt in a jacket, the hand movements, the pauses and turning of the head slightly to one side… Very strange indeed.

The tibetan art of positive thinking – christopher hansard. This was a random book that just caught my eye as I unexpectedly waited for a train to go to Kiruna from Uppsala in Sweden. Faced with a depressing 15 hours on a train it seemed like a good idea, and it certainly was! I’ve been a big fan of the Barefoot Doctor’s ‘Return of the Urban Warrior’ for a year now, however my main complaints with that were a) it takes a bit of a while to get going, b) it’s bloody huge and a real pain to carry around when you’re backpacking. Hansard’s book, his second in this series, takes a similar path (Tibetan B�n rather than Taoist) but using different meditations and more burning of juniper. Hansard is very prescriptive about quite how often you need to do the meditations to get the desired results (for example 25 plus minutes, twice a day, for 28 days), which suits me better than the more rambling style of Barefoot. The book is well written, practical and with occasional side trips into Hansard’s own training to be a B�n master – plus after a few days of reading it there have been definate improvements in my outlook, noticeable by the quality of the random things that happen through the day and how I react to them. Go get this book now – especially if you’re feeling a bit down in the dumps!!

Hitchhiker: a biography of douglas adams – m j simpson. Strangely I looked at another Adams biography in large paperbook form in Adelaide a few months back and decided it was too expensive there (like most books in Aus unfortunately) and then ended up buying a second hand John Cleese bio to read instead. There’s a strange connection there in that Douglas Adams was greatly inspired by the Pythons and Cleese was one of his idols, although he ended up being closer friends with Terry Jones – the Python often cited as being Cleese’s greatest counter-point in the Python camp. Perhaps DNA would of appreciated that. I’m not sure how much he would of appreciated this biography though.

Simpson’s biography, deeply researched by the author’s own accounts, contains a lot of interesting factlets about Douglas Adam’s life and work and also his working style. What it lacks though is the author’s humour, except when relating his (changeable) anecdotes almost verbatim, and so often comes across as very dry. Adams was never dry, and I’m a firm believer that biographies should try and capture some of their subjects flavour or at least be entertainingly written themselves. Ah well. Will probably check out one of the other bios at some point although the reviews for those aren’t exactly stunning either. I think in the end it’s just sad that DNA’s not around any more to write in his usual off-focus but fascinating manner. Sigh.

Hurdy hurdy hurh

Well, with that quick shout out to the Swedish Chef from the Muppets it’s about time to bid ‘adieu’ to Sweden (or the Swedish equivalent). Back to keyboards without those cute extra characters ö, ä and, my favourite, Ã¥ (Ã…) – or the need to use the ‘Alt Gr’ key to write an ‘@’. Guess the Swedes don’t write email addresses very often. It’s always strange getting used to different keyboards when Interneting in Europe and I find my typing speed gets slashed, something that ain’t too useful when Swedish internet cafes cost so much. Luckily this hostel has free Internet – and also annoying room-mates who kept wandering in and chatting to each other but that’s pretty standard.

‘God morgon’

Just spent an interesting night in the Vandarhem af Chapmen Youth Hostel in Stockholm. This place is pretty cool because a lot of the dorms are in this old masted ship moored up alongside the shore. Very swish, although the beds are a little creaky and make sure you don’t end up in the 11 person dorm!

Stockholm is very nice, a lovely waterside town. Makes a big change from the artic peace and quiet of Kiruna where I was the other day. Kiruna is Sweden’s biggest town in the north, which means it has a few thousand people or so. The reason’s I ended up taking a 16 hour train journey there and back (in the pet car on the way up with lots of cats and dogs) were many and varied – but mostly to do with a boy’s desire to tick off “being north of the artic circle” on the list of things to do in my life. So now that’s done, and only a few months after I crossed the equator (although I think I slept through that on the plane).

Kiruna was a lot of fun. Wandering around in the snow with vey few sounds to be heard is a beautiful thing. Then went off for a visit to the amazing Ice Hotel, where each of the suites contains beautiful ice sculptures, the rooms are at -5 C and you can drink Absolut (what else) from glasses made of ice. Brrr indeed. Strangely you’re fairly warm outside in the sun, but as soon as you go inside you freeze – a change from the usual scheme of things. All this man made beauty was outdone by the splendour of the Aurora Borealis or Northern Lights… Absolutely stunning to stand in a dark snowy field staring at green waves of light playing across the sky. Truely beautiful and right up there with the best nights of my life. In fact if there had been turtles there then it would probably of been the best night in my life…