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Attention Seeking at its Finest

Written by:Chris of Arabia
Published on September 17th, 2009 @ 13:19:00 , using 166 words,
Posted in Blogosphere antics

Link: http://kanyelicio.us/

Twitter is a font of all things erm... actually I'm not sure what, but I came across this little snippet a little earlier. It seems an ideal way to a little attention for yourself by riding on the back of Kanye West's little outburst at the MTV Awards. Let me first say that I have absolutely no interest in Mr West, his music or his life - frankly I couldn't give a stuff, but if he's good for another couple of seconds in the piggy bank towards my 15 minutes of fame, then he's fine by me. But moving on...

What I found at Twitter was a number of posts for a site called http://kanyelicio.us/. By a clever little snippet of electrickery and jiggery pokery, you can get Kanye to dish the dirt on your site. Here's what it does to Izdihar - Kanye West disses Izdihar.com

OK, so it's a cheap gimmick, but do you think I care? You're here reading aren't you? :>>

Congratulations BMI

Written by:Chris of Arabia
Published on September 13th, 2009 @ 12:30:00 , using 487 words,

I have the singular duty and delight to report that you have just served me the most disgusting in-flight meal it has ever been my displeasure to partake of. Even at the best of times, airline meals are unlikely to be the stuff that Michelin stars are made of, but today saw you plumb new depths in culinary faux pas. It was with sinking feeling that AM and I were offered the expansive range of options today consisting as they did of lamb 'nondescript', or the vegetarian option, a mushroom 'bland'. AM doesn't go in much for anything involving fungi and would have rejected the 'bland' even if prepared and served by the Roux Brothers themselves. I, whilst not averse to mushrooms, didn't much fancy the meat free choice either, so the pair of us plumped for the lamb. We should have considered ourselves forewarned by the brown foil covering of the container in which the main course was concealed. Peeling the foil back revealed what I could only describe as a pair of glistening turdlets rating a Type 4 designation on the Bristol Stool Scale. As a flicker of barely warmed steam rose from them, it was clear that the accompaniment did little to disavow us of that initial allusion, the only possible improvement could have been a few squares of toilet tissue resting neatly atop the pile. I must confess dear reader, that through a feat of cast iron stomachry, I did in fact manage to consume one of the offending logs and am able to report that it tasted no better than it looked. Salvation came only from the rubbery orange thing masquerading as cheese. I was remiss in one of my earlier reports (New note book, new trip, new destination), that I did not mention that I & G served us with the finest piece of Brie I've ever eaten - you may take it as read that any comparison of this with today's rubber triangle would have as much meaning as comparing the ordnance carrying capability of a B52 with a SPAD. That aside, it was at least of the right side of palatability, as was the toffee and something else cheesecake. I'll not mention the tea, save to say that any hope of rescuing the dire state of the meal 'experience' took a nose dive as I first had to 'milk' the sachet in true rustic style, then retrieve the sugar packet from the lukewarm liquid. The only thing approaching a nirvana like plain, was when our serving person came to collect the mortal remains. I can only hope that there is some form of crematorium up front, where BMI can finally do the decent thing for it. Never before can any sheep have laid down its life so hopelessly in vain as was the case today. The votes from the English judges? 'Nil point' is surely too good for this one.

French Windows

Written by:Chris of Arabia
Published on September 12th, 2009 @ 12:12:28 , using 0 words,
Posted in Photography, Travel

French Windows

The Connectedness of Things

Written by:Chris of Arabia
Published on September 11th, 2009 @ 23:08:44 , using 424 words,
Posted in Blogosphere antics

Risto Linturi, research fellow of the Helsinki Telephone Corporation, quoted in Wired magazine, describes the extraordinary behaviour kids in the streets of Helsinki, all carrying cellphones with messaging capabilities. They are not exchanging important business information, they’re just chattering, staying in touch. "We are herd animals," he says. "These kids are connected to their herd – they always know where it’s moving." Pervasive wireless communication, he believes will "bring us back to behaviour patterns that were natural to us and destroy behaviour patterns that were brought about by the limitations of technology."

We are natural villagers. For most of mankind’s history we have lived in very small communities in which we knew everybody and everybody knew us. But gradually there grew to be far too many of us, and our communities became too large and disparate for us to be able to feel a part of them, and our technologies were unequal to the task of drawing us together. But that is changing.

How to Stop Worrying and Learn to Love the Internet - douglasadams.com

I read the quote above, from the inimitable Mr Adams, a few days back and was struck by the apparent simplicity of the idea it expressed. As I sit here in a darkened room flicking repeatedly back and forth between blog pages, forums, flickr, Twitter, Facebook and others, I am busy recreating connections somehow lost in the real world. Moving back and forth between Saudi and the UK, I now carry my social world with me, never again do I truly need to be apart from my 'friends'. No surprise then that the absence of some or other contact from the virtual world, leads to a sense of 'missing' them and wondering what they are up to. I feel more detached if I don't have internet access than I do when I'm away from friends and family.

I've no idea whether this has any basis in fact but, it seems to me, that those parts of the world that are the least likely to have an internet connection, are the most likely to live in villages, and vice versa. They strive to join the 'haves', whilst we strive to recreate a pastiche of the community we left, only constructed of bits and bytes. I'm sure the social anthropologists will have field day with this sort of stuff in years to come. In the meantime, I will keep trying to keep up with what's going on within my own personal mouse-driven sphere of interest for another evening.

Weird Stuff at Flickr

Written by:Chris of Arabia
Published on September 10th, 2009 @ 19:31:21 , using 73 words,

I just read through the article linked below with some degree of bemusement at things happening across at flickr. Whilst I have no particular axe to grind with them, this does seem rather odd behaviour on the part of their customer service people. I'll be watching with interest.

Flickr User Shepherd Johnson Says Yahoo Security Officer and Former FBI Agent John Zent Threatens to Call Police on Him After Flickr Nuked His Account

Fortune Cookie

Written by:Chris of Arabia
Published on September 9th, 2009 @ 00:37:35 , using 94 words,
Posted in General

AM and I went to a Chinese restaurant this evening in Windemere. In and of itself, there's nothing too special about that, though it was a nice meal. At the end with coffee, we got a fortune cookie each. In mine was a message that said "You will be the parent of a famous child" - OK, at 47, I suspect this one may have been a little overdue, but what the heck. AM got a fortune cookie containing precisely nothing. This fits in nicely with her personal view of life. Coincidence? I think not...

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