Context Aware Content Mooding

There are a plethora of new companies working on mood awareness in technology, especially in the music software world. Apps like Songza take various inputs into account, like time of day or weather, try to guess your mood, and then play context appropriate music. That’s pretty cool. It’s another level of personalization, an answer to an ever growing (perceived? created?) desire for customization. At the very least it’s a differentiator. Nevertheless, it’s a lot of amazing technology set up to just choose a bunch of songs for you, instead of deciding for yourself what you want to listen to. Like a personal digital DJ that’s trying to read your mind.

But what else can we do with mood detection? What about telling you what your mood is? Or how about how your mood is perceived by others?

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To L: Firebenders!

I hear a banging sound over the music coming through my headphones, so I remove them. The sound doesn’t repeat, so I replace my headphones.

About a minute later, I hear something again. This time it’s you, talking about not letting something fall on you. I rush to the bedroom to find out what’s going on. You’re sitting up in bed, still saying “Phil, don’t let it fall on me!” in a gradually more worried and frustrated tone.

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Carolina is an Artist!

Over the past two days, for a total of about 10 hours, I helped Carolina convert her all-HTML site to an HTML 5 compliant, .txt file based, auto-populating site. I’m pretty happy with how quickly I put the system together.


Of “sex,” “gender,” and “sexual preference,” gender is the one that is fake. Gender varies from culture to culture, from era to era; it’s the one you get to put on and take off, like fingernail polish or a skirt. It’s the construct advertisers use to market one type of doll to girls and another type of doll to boys.
I was a Teenage Sexist, Jenn Frank

To L: You Weren’t Using a Computer

You moaned like Eli does as you sat up.

“What’s up?”

Another moan.

“What’s wrong?”

“Oh, yeah, I forgot about the computer. Sorry,” you finally reply, in a clear voice.

“Err, yeah. What? It’s okay.”

“What happened to the computer?”

“What computer?”

“The computer I was using.”

“You weren’t using a computer.”

“Oh, okay, what happened to it?”

“You weren’t using a computer,” I repeat.

“Oh, okay then. It’s alright,” you assure me as you lay back down, and roll into the blanket.

Eight Years

L and I celebrated our eighth anniversary today.

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Lists a Plenty

I meant to post an entry just under a month ago about all the things that had happened in the very busy week and a half prior. It got long, and I took a break, and never got back to it. I’ll summarize a few things here:

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Well You Can Put Your Hands in Your Head, Oh No!

This morning I had many a wacky dream, as I often do. At one point I woke up, then went back to sleep, and dreamt about retelling my previous dreams, and created further wacky dreams while talking about the old ones. My dreams tend to bleed into one another, or are separated by brief awakenings where I shift my body position.

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A Not So Brief Update After a Long Break

I contacted Kim about making a comic and proposed some ideas. We’re both very excited about the project. We chose an idea and started developing it. So far we have the prologue written. I need to lay out the pages and start drawing the characters. I got some help referencing the period costumes from Marisa. More on that soon!

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Victory Mosque Built on Parliament Hill

I got a call at work the other day, from a lady in Ottawa. She was angry and distraught, and very much in need of the help of some kind strangers to make sure our fair country is safe from danger. It went something like this:

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