Romeo and Juliet Parting
Yeah so maybe it’s not the most manly of post titles, but it’s still a beautiful piece. (or in this case, excerpt from a Prokofiev piano piece.
Vista Voice Recognition
The built in voice recognition in Windows Vista is more impressive than I was expecting but still too dissapointing to be of a real value. Trying to capture a train of thought works terribly unwell with current speech recognition so unless you need to dictate an already written paper (which it works quite well for) then stay away. Unless you want some hilarious results. I was trying it out myself when my wife called and I didn’t bother to turn it off while I was having our brief conversation. This is what Vista thought I said:
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Look a lot of sense the overview and
And you know, now that I think about it, I remember doing this with Michale and Dragon Naturally Speaking a few years back. Wonder if I blogged about it then too. Guess I should check my own archives. Damn that fallable human memory.
Nostrand
I believe this morning requires some Ratatat:
07.15.08Too Stinky to Eat
It was dead at the restaurant last night. So dead that by 7:45 everyone had left and we had an empty dinning room (a rarity). Shortly after the place had cleared out, a couple comes in with their child. I tell them they are welcome to sit anywhere they like and they being scanning the dinning room for a suitable table. They pick out table 12, one of the booths, and start to sit down. The dad tells me they need a high chair and I start to walk towards the back to get one. But he stops me and asks “Is it the carpet that is making that smell”?.
I stop for a second, sniff in a big breath of air, and smell nothing. A couple sat at that same table earlier in the evening and didn’t notice anything and I certainly haven’t smelled anything foul all night. I say “I’m sorry, sir, but I don’t smell anything bad”.
He replies “Well I’m sure if I stay here for 10 minutes I will stop smelling it too”
I tell him he is welcome to move to any other table or even eat outside if he likes. He starts walking around the dining room and I again start walking to the back to fetch the high chair. Before I can get to the back, he again speaks up.
“I’m sorry, but I cannot stand this smell when I eat”
I look back and he and his wife are getting out of their chairs to leave.
“Okay” is all I bother to say.
Some people, I think, are just too strange to bother caring about.
Ashokan in My Head
I’ve always wondered why the most seemingly random music will pop into your head at the oddest times. I woke up with this tune playing on repeat this morning and as a remedy I thought I should find the actual song and listen to it. I should be grateful, though, that I didn’t get a terrible tune stuck in my head instead. (I should note that in this version I found, I’m not too happy with the guitar. Sounds like the guitar player isn’t quiet in tune)