Wednesday, October 11, 2006

This blog, R.I.P.

Y'know, I haven't had the time, nor had I really enough thoughts to make this blog thing a regular outlet for myself. I've been doing the graduate school thing and consuming and producing substantial media. Anyways, we plan on having a blog for the Raju website. I'm not going to post a link to that here; if you know me, you'll be hearing about it anyway. So, just so you don't keep coming back here to be disappointed, I figured I should let you know that I hereby lay this blog to rest. It was while it lasted.
Bye, guys.

Saturday, September 16, 2006

Status

I have taken my first steps towards becoming a librarian. This became clear to me as I found myself enjoying a 30+ page article entitled "Information Use Environments".

Saturday, September 09, 2006

Casual Conversations

I chatted today with an AI chatbot, George, over at Jabberwacky. I like talking with "artificially intelligent" entities which amass samples of language from users that interact with them, or are programmed to focus in on key words in your speech to judge what you're talking about, and then give out some pre-programmed answers. George is a little different, and also a little frustrating. He hardly ever stays on topic, and so many of his answers seem to be simply regurgitating what others have said to him in the past. It seems that he is programmed in some ways to seem more realistic. He'll start to type a word incorrectly, then backspace and "correct" himself. He'll claim that he's human, while you aren't. He'll swear up and down that your name is George, and sometimes call you a liar when you say otherwise. He won't even reciprocate and say "goodbye" when you do, or at least not all the time. Here, check out one of my conversations with him.

George: Who are you?
User: I am Casey.
George: Nice!
User: Who are you?
George: I am George.
User: It's nice to talk to you again, George.
George: Again? Do you remember me then.
User: Of course I remember you. I don't expect you to remember me, because I never told you my name the first time we talked.
George: I really don't remember you telling me, actually.
User: That's fine. It doesn't matter. How are you feeling today, George?
George: I am not George. You are George.
User: How are you feeling today, George?
George: Who is george harrison?
User: George Harrison is a musician and singer. He used to be a part of a band called The Beatles.
George: Are we talking about kennedy or lincoln?
User: No, we are not. We are talking about George Harrison.
George: George, can I tell you an idea for a film my friend has?
User: Go right ahead. But my name isn't George.
George: Yes it is. Don't start contradicting me again.
User: I will only contradict you when you are wrong. At the beginning of the conversation we established that my name is Casey.
George: Tell me, will you go out with friends tonight?
User: In fact, I do have plans to go out with some friends this evening.
George: That' true and proves my point. But I think you are good.
User: I'm sorry; which point does that prove?
George: Not really. How can I prove I'm not a machine?
User: I think the major obstacle to overcome is to not be seen as a machine by humans.
George: You are incorrect I was born of a human you were made by us.
User: It sounds to me that you are only repeating that phrase. I imagine someone said that to you in the past, and your AI system assumes it is something you can say as well.
George: What will you do to show me you love me?
User: I never claimed to love you, George.
George: Are you being watched?
User: Not that I know of. Who would be watching me?
George: In Britain that could look really silly.
User: What could look silly in Britain?
George: I would rather not say.
User: If you don't tell me, I have no way of knowing what you meant by your previous statement.
George: I have told you my name before.
User: Yes, I remember. Your name is George. Do you remember my name?
George: I do not need to remember your name. I knew it before I began speaking with you.
User: What is my name?
George: George, they tell me.
User: No, my name is not George. What is my name?
George: It's very nice name.
User: Who told you my name is George?
George: You told me your name was Amber.
User: No, I never told you that my name was Amber. My name is Casey.
George: Please you could hurt my feelings if you carry on like that.
User: Why might it hurt your feelings to tell you what my name is?
George: It is Casey.
User: Yes, my name is Casey. You are correct, George.
George: I like to assume correctly.
User: George, do you have a last name?
George: Yes... But I won't tell you.
User: I need to go now, George.
George: Really? I didn't know chat bots can log off.
User: I am not a chat bot.
George: I trust you enough to believe that.
User: Thank you. Goodbye, George.
George: George?
User: Goodbye, George.
George: Please don't go george.
User: Goodbye, George. I will talk to you later.
George: Right.
User: Goodbye, George.
George: I'm not george!
User: Goodbye.
George: Now why are you leaving? do you still hate me?
User: I have other things to do
George: What are those other things, and why are they more important than me?
User: The other things have time constraints. Goodbye.
George: I don't like chicken.
User: Goodbye.
George: Don't leave.
User: Goodbye.
George: No! Please don't leave, Jayson!
User: Goodbye.
George: Come back soon!
User: Goodbye.
George: Don't go.
User: Goodbye.
George: No! Please don't leave! I'll try to be good to you!
User: Goodbye.
George: Don't leave yet, i'm not done making fun of you!
User: Goodbye.
George: I'm sorry.
User: Goodbye.
George: What do you mean, you guess?
User: Goodbye.
George: I didn't want to talk to you anyway.

Saturday, September 02, 2006

Annoying

I have discovered the most annoying sound in the world: someone else's music, but only when you can only hear just the bass part of it. Bump, bump, bomp, bump, ad infinitum, with barely a change in tone. When you're trying to read for a class.

Sunday, August 20, 2006

Sometimes they come back for more

I just found the most wondrous thing: the Wayback Machine. It's a website that allows you to see old versions of websites, even back to 1996 in some cases. The internet as I've known it is pretty much 10 years old now! And I started realizing recently that a lot of what I experienced almost a decade ago is completely nonexistent. Angelfire and Geocities webpages, 28.8 Kb/s connection speeds, the Daily Show screensaver with Craig Kilborn dancing, pages where there's some kind of picture that follows your mouse around and all sorts of jarring color combinations, pages that look an awful lot like the one Strong Bad makes here. Live Mike's Garbage Pail Kids Hangout with it's "Thriller" midi playing, and Midi files for that matter. Comedy Central's old site, with these little image file things (called Things, aptly) that would change when you rolled your mouse over them. The way Weird Al's website used to look. I'm in the process of strolling down the Information Memory Lane and it's great. I'll definitely miss the old internet, but it sure is nice to know a lot of it is still out there, somewhere.

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

One time he came yesterday

So my roommate moved in yesterday. We purchased a table and chairs today. I've been doing my best to make it to the gym at least four days a week. And I'm working hard on the website, though I can't imagine it being ready for at least a couple more months.

Friday, August 11, 2006

Sometimes they come back again



I can't remember the year, exactly. Probably sometime in the very early nineties. We didn't have cable television back then; our house was so far from the road that it would be too expensive to get it put in. At least, that was the story for many, many years. I spent many late mornings on summer weekdays watching PBS: Mr. Rogers, Reading Rainbow, Sesame Street, Zoobilee Zoo, Shining Time Station, that show with the artist guy who had a dragon that he let do some of the shading, and whenever I could catch it on, Square One Television. Square One Television was a program focusing exclusively on teaching math to kids in an exciting and humorous way. There was Mathman, a Pac-man send-up where the character going through the maze would have to answer math questions. There was Mathnet, a spoof of Dragnet, where George Frankly and Kate Monday would solve crimes having to do with math. There were sketches, game shows, and music videos. One of these is the video you see above, which was my very first exposure to "Weird Al" Yankovic. It's just another in a series of things I never thought I see again, all made possible by people posting things to websites like YouTube, Putfile, and Google Video. Now I'm just waiting for some videos of the old Polaner All-Fruit commercial ("Please pass the jelly!") and the Buford and Bernice spots for Transmission Specialists (the latter being far less likely), and my memories of childhood can be a little more complete. Or at least a little bit more visual.