Merry Christmas!

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Dec 212005
 
If I hadn’t been roped into another end of day meeting again I’d have sloped off already. For today is my last day in the office for a while and tomorrow I’m off to see my parents in Holland. And so I’d like to take this opportunity to wish you and yours a great Christmas period, many presents, much Yule-time cheer and as much over-indulgence as you can stomach!
I look forward to seeing you all in the New Year or on New Years Eve!
S.

They are the law!

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Dec 152005
 

is actually about the definition of ‘drunk and incapable’. (Incapable of what, I always wondered. Very capable of talking gibberish incessantly; Completely incapable of making sense or not slurring)

But the line that caught my eye was this one:

“As with all laws, they are there for a police officer to use as they see appropriate,” says a spokesman.

Really? All laws? Damn…

Dec 152005
 

: “Nature.com decided to to see how Wikipedia would fare against the Encyclopedia Britannica. Working from a statistically small sample of , the results show that the two are closer than many would assume. On average, Wikipedia had 33 percent more errors, with 162 ‘factual errors, omissions or misleading statements, ‘ as compared to 123 for Britannica. In terms of egregious errors involving inaccurately explained concepts or misinterpretations of data, the experts found four instances in each of the two encyclopedias. Of course, what constitutes a major error is often in the eye of the beholder.

The most error-strewn article, that on Dmitry Mendeleev, co-creator of the periodic table, illustrates this. Michael Gordin, a science historian at Princeton University who wrote a 2004 book on Mendeleev, identified 19 errors in Wikipedia and 8 in Britannica. These range from minor mistakes, such as describing Mendeleev as the 14th child in his family when he was the 13th, to more significant inaccuracies. Wikipedia, for example, incorrectly describes how Mendeleev’s work relates to that of British chemist John Dalton. ‘Who wrote this stuff?’ asked another reviewer. ‘Do they bother to check with experts?’

Depending on your point of view, this is either a great win for Wikipedia, or proof that it is sub-standard as compared to Britannica. The fact of the matter is that with only 42 articles reviewed, there’s not much to go on either way.”

Actually, that’s a lot better a result for Wikipedia than I would have expected. But then, with hindsight it does make more sense. Areas where there are considerably less articles or articles with less content are not the technology or science ones, but sociology, art, philosophy and ‘soft’ topics where the interested parties are less likely to be tech-heads hardwired into the net.

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Dec 152005
 

Microsoft were in a quandery about how to show or signify RSS feeds, both in IE7 and the rest of their RSS enabled portfolio due next year. Then, in a wierd and unprecedented shift, the entire team decided to take a trip to Mozilla, had a chat, and are now standardising on the Firefox feed icon

Will this last? Or is it a case of “Well we had to collaberate on something sometime and it may as well be something as irrelevant as an icon.”

Only time will tell…

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: “Linguists have identified Britain’s first multi-ethnic dialect – a variant of English that includes words and sounds from cockney, Jamaican creole, Bengali and other languages. “

Interesting. Currently this is a phenomenon of ethnically integrated urban metropoli, so I don’t really expect the kids of Aldershot to start going on about their nang creps just yet. However, if the patois continues to be used in British urban music I can see it spreading to smaller towns.

Next steps after that? First there’ll be a linguistic divide between those that speak raait and those that think it’s an offensive corruption of the Queen’s English. Then the dialect will become popular with public schoolkids wanting to sound cool. Eventually your mum will pick up a few words and throw them into casual conversation to sound ‘with it’, essentially and finally sounding the death knell for this particular trend.

Maybe in 20 years time we’ll be left with only a few dialects left in Britain. Raait, l33t and BBC…

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Dec 132005
 

BBC NEWS | Technology | Self-destruct SMS proves popular: “Thousands of people have subscribed to a self-destruct text message service which started on Sunday in the UK, says the firm behind the system. The commercial service allows sensitive messages to be destroyed 40 seconds after being read.

‘The technology behind StealthText is derived from military technology, so the comparisons with Mission Impossible are justified,’ said Carole Barnum, chief executive of Staellium UK.

Privacy comes at a price. Each text using the system costs 50 pence, though users have to sign up for a minimum of 10 messages.
People interested in using the service to send messages have to register and download a small program onto their mobile phone.
Once a message has been sent, the recipient receives a text notification showing the sender’s name and a link to the message.
After they have opened it, the message disappears after 40 seconds.

Despite the fact the message will be removed from phones, users cannot entirely avoid a data trail.
For legal reasons, a log of the message will remain on a secure server to which they have no access. “

So it’s not really an SMS then, but let’s not split hairs.
I find this interesting that people are willing to pay five times as much for a text message to avoid embarressing situations where the recipient of an SMS does not delete it. It won’t protect from litigation, as the company must hold all messages for legal reaons, so it really is an expensive modesty protector.

And of course as it seems to be some kind of Java appm it won’t work on everyone’s phones, nor is it guaranteed that the recipient can go online to read the message. Talk about niche…

 
On the topic of the aforementioned blaze in Hemel Hempstead, I had forgotten the geographical location of my current client. It turns out that I’m not very far from the site of he explosion, which explains the big black cloud in the sky and the fact that all the local school kids have been told to stay at home. That last bit backfired though. Instead of being indoors at school, they’re outdoors hanging out with their friends.
 
The extent of the cloud can be seen here.
 
I must admit I’m somewhat confused how, according to the BBC, there is no real pollution or health danger from a gigantic black cloud of burning oil…
 
Well, the secrecy is over, the cat’s out of the bag and the cover is blown. No, not the Somewhat-Obscured Santa! It was Russell’s Surprise 30th Birthday Party at the weekend. I’ll apologise in advance for this rather long entry. The people that were there will know all of this and the people that weren’t won’t really be interested. Ho hum.
On Friday night I met up with (M)andy and Tim on the way to Mandy’s, where Andy would be driving us from. Mandy engaged in frantic packing while I helpfully set in her swing chair, criticised her music (it’s traditional, not vindictive) and looked for vodka. When everyone was packed, we headed down to Andy’s car, with me clutching half a bottle of vodka and some mixer.
The journey north went smoothly, and especially rapidly for Mandy and myself as we were quite happily steaming through the bottle of vodka. It ran out half way through the journey and I, for one, was certainly glad that we hadn’t brought a full bottle. We would only have drank the whole thing, ruining all of Saturday.
Eventually we made it to the hotel in York, where everyone removed their luggage from the boot. Except for Mandy who, while remembering to pack, had foolishly forgotten to pick up her bag and it was still sitting on her bed back in London. For some reasons she assumed, without checking, that Andy would pick up her bag. Oops. No clothes for the weekend, no hair straighteners for Lynsey and no lack of piss-taking.
Saturday morning, involved (M)andy going clothes shopping while the rest of us wandered through York. I can’t remember if I’ve been to York town centre before, but it’s certainly very picturesque. But finally we found the outdoor ice-rink. It was a tiny thing, small enough to spit across, but it certainly was fun! I’m not sure how much fun Andy had as he was the only person to fall over and did so three times. And to add insult to injury (quite literally), there are photos: http://www.flickr.com/photos/sburn/sets/1570541/
Eventually, nursing bruises and aching muscles, we headed to Russ and Andrea’s place and hid in the kitchen as Russ approached, ready for us all to stream out en mass. The surprise was certainly successful, I’m not sure I’ve ever seen Russ speechless before!
The party itself was a success. The wine flowed like a river, fireworks were enjoyed and much fun had. The only moment of horror was when Amy accidentally trapped her fingers in the fridge door, prompting a panicked trip to the hospital for fear of broken fingers. Thankfully it was a mere flesh wound.
People left the party at various times. As can be expected, with the exception of Andy, all those who left last were in a pretty inebriated state. And yes, I was amongst them. But Apparently I wasn’t the worst, which is a benefit. I think Mandy deserved that acoolade considering how rough she felt the next morning! Personally I was pretty glad for the big bowl of leftover chili at R&A’s. That, together with some ibuprofen and rehydration salts had me feeling quite perky.
While at R&A’s, Russ’s birthday present arrived from us, a rather nice widescreen TV to replace the ancient monster he had been suffering so far. And we were shown another example of Russ speechless, twice in as many days.
It wasn’t long after that that we all decided to make out way home. What with the M1 being closed due to the blaze, we all felt that it didn’t pay to dawdle. And a good thing too, what with the jam we got into on the way. Things were nearly desperate enough that widdling into cups was considered.
And that was it. Eventually we all got to our various homes, ready to start priming ourselves for another week of work.

What a boring week

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Dec 092005
 
Oh sure, there were interesting enough things in the news; Torture, Tories and torture. But other than that it was rather uneventful. Work is becoming rather samey now, with the occasional highlight of a measuring device declaring “No contamination detected” at the end of site visit.
Over the last few weeks I have discovered that I am a big fan of Morgan’s Spiced Rum. Enjoyable neat, on the rocks and mixed with coke or orange juice; A lovely little winter warmer. The rest of my drinks stash is also looking rather healthy right now too, what with a remaining bottle of Arzuaga, a couple of bottles of Barolo and two different Rieslings. Now all I need is the time and opportunity to enjoy them!
Penny is at the Army Christmas Ball tonight with her sister and (squaddie) brother-in-law. It’ll be a fine event; evening wear, ball gowns and dress uniforms. Then add booze that’s apparently cheaper than your average northern student union bar and I’m sure it’ll be quite a lively event.
 

BBC NEWS | Entertainment | Song sites face legal crackdown: “The music industry is to extend its copyright war by taking legal action against websites offering unlicensed song scores and lyrics.

The Music Publishers’ Association (MPA), which represents US sheet music companies, will launch its first campaign against such sites in 2006.

MPA president Lauren Keiser said he wanted site owners to be jailed.

Guitar licks and song scores are widely available on the internet but are ‘completely illegal’, he told the BBC.

Mr Keiser said he did not just want to shut websites and impose fines, saying if authorities can ‘throw in some jail time I think we’ll be a little more effective’.

Next: Music Ass. of America jails teenager for singing in shower without paying royalties.

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