January 15, 2013 — No Comments

Snowy fields

Monday

I commute daily up and down the southernmost stretch of the East Coast Main Line between Peterborough and London King's Cross. It takes around 45 to 50 minutes which isn't too bad given the distance, though it does come at a price. On the plus side it's therapeutic to get out of the city and race across the countryside each evening.

I took the snapshot above somewhere near Stevenage with my iPhone. The camera on the iPhone 5 is not too bad, though I did tweak the exposure and contrast using the brilliant new Flickr app (and, to preempt any Exif snoopers, later adjusted the levels again using Pixelmator). I wish Apple would add the option for manual exposure control, as snow particularly prompts the camera to underexpose for obvious reasons. A simple slide-up-and-down gesture would do the trick. +/- 1 stop would be great.

It snows infrequently enough for it to still provoke a faint glimmer of that childlike wonder in me.

January 15, 2013 — No Comments

On HMV

HMV has today announced it is to appoint an administrator.

I jokingly tweeted earlier that:

While it's true that those stickers were pretty satisfying to peel off (or is that just me?), it's a bit unfair to claim that they were the retailer's only redeeming feature.

The staff, bless them, were more often than not proper music-heads who knew their stuff. And (back in the late 90s at least) HMV stores tended to have a surprisingly decent selection of 12" techno and electronica singles from international independent labels (this being the focus of my musical interest).

But I've not bought music from HMV for a long time, for all the obvious reasons. They've always been overpriced. This 2004 post from Clive Murray sums it up pretty well. And that was before the days of SoundCloud and Spotify.

Yes, it’s unfair that Amazon have been able to sidestep paying UK corporation tax whilst simultaneously hobbling the high street. This is a massive factor. But the writing has been on the wall for HMV ever since the launch of Napster. And their token efforts to "go digital" in recent years have been too little too late.

I feel sorry for all those great employees, but have no sympathy for the company itself.

January 11, 2013 — No Comments

Intensely good set by Adam Beyer

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#oof

November 5, 2012 — No Comments

Relativistic game engine from MIT Game Lab

A Slower Speed of Light is a first-person game prototype in which players navigate a 3D space while picking up orbs that reduce the speed of light in increments. Custom-built, open-source relativistic graphics code allows the speed of light in the game to approach the player's own maximum walking speed. Visual effects of special relativity gradually become apparent to the player, increasing the challenge of gameplay.

http://gamelab.mit.edu/games/a-slower-speed-of-light/

July 15, 2012 — 2 Comments

Henry

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Hooray! After what felt like an endless final month of waiting our son Henry Thomas Rowbotham was born at 9:56am on Thursday 5th July. Both Rach and Henry are well, and they've been home for just over a week. It's been a brilliant and fun first week – if a little sleepless, naturally.

This is actually the first opportunity I've had since the birth to pick up the laptop and offload the photos off the camera. Here's a couple of shots, and for those who particularly enjoy other people's baby photos there are some more here on Flickr.

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Well done to Rach for enduring a less than fun pregnancy, and many thanks to all the wonderful NHS midwives and consultants who helped us through everything. And finally, welcome to the world Henry – enjoy it!

June 28, 2012 — 1 Comment

Timing

Today is my wife's and my fourth wedding anniversary, and it's the hottest and muggiest day of the year. R is beginning to show what *might be* the early signs of labour, and I've had to come home early from work due to the sudden onset of some flu-like virus which has me bedridden and delirious with a cold wet flannel on my forehead.

So much for that quiet romantic dinner...

(I will of course post any baby-related updates, if indeed they let me in the hospital like this.)

June 27, 2012 — No Comments

Leap Motion demo

Great demo video of Leap Motion's new device in action:

And here's the full accompanying article.

Thanks to @kerridashanne for the link!

June 27, 2012 — 4 Comments

Overshare

I'm no great fan of Facebook, though over the past few years my hatred for it has mellowed into more of a grudging acceptance of its presence. I killed my account once and didn't log in for a whole year. During that time one person actually ended up calling me to ask whether I was OK; apparently I'd "dropped off the face of the Earth". I eventually ended up coming back to it for work reasons. We get asked to make Facebook apps, and to do that you need an account.

Things were more fun before Facebook and, working (as I do) in the online marketing industry, briefs are generally far less interesting than they used to be. Almost everything is now a Facebook app of some variety, and everything else at least features "social integration" which is a pseudointellectual way of saying it has Facebook and Twitter share buttons, and maybe a comments panel. And it'll probably prefer (or sometimes only permit) single sign-on with a Facebook account. Basically creativity has by and large gone down the toilet at the behest of the planners whose measure of success is the number of Likes their client gets, which in digital adspeak translates conveniently as "the size of their community".

The worst and most idiotic crime that gets committed to this end is the insertion of what's being termed a "Like Gate": Users are forced to click "Like" on a brand's page before they're permitted to use whatever app it is they went there to use in the first place; hardly a surefire way to build up a strong and loyal fan-base I would say.

None of this is surprising and the blame doesn't lie with any individual (except perhaps for Mark Zuckerberg); it's just the business basics of misguided quick-win marketing, but hell is it bland.

Of Facebook itself, I accept that it does have benefits: Most notably, I can just contact a person without having to know whether they have changed their email address. That feels contemporary, but then I'd like to think that anyone who considers me a friend would drop me a line to let me know their new address whenever they change jobs. And anyone else, I don't really care so much if they drop off my radar.

And in terms of content, if Twitter is my constant source of personally-tuned news, industry chatter, comedy and expertly crafted witticisms, then Facebook is my Daily Mail and ITV. It's low rent material. The follow model is much more interesting than the friend model.

But, oops, none of this is what I set out to write, I'm just ranting.

What I meant to say is that something I find increasingly irritating (and it seems to have stepped up a notch in 2012) is the amount that apps are all-but forcing me to share my every interaction on Facebook. And it's now starting to include largely passive actions. This morning I went to read an article on the Guardian's website and was presented with this:

Welcome Ade, Sign into the Guardian with Facebook

...and next to it the names and avatars of some of the 62 friends who "use The Guardian".

I understand that these are desperate times for the traditional press, but I don't wish to know whether a friend has merely read an article (for that is one of the Guardian Facebook App's features), it tells me nothing. If they "Like" it then arguably that's more useful, and even better they might post a comment about the article along with a link to the original, but the simple fact that they've read it is just utter noise. Likewise, Spotify wants to actively tell the world whenever I simply listen to some music!

And this is all down, of course, to the great fallacy about social media: That companies are doing it for the benefit of the community, for their users. When I play Bejeweled Blitz on my iPhone, OK it's nice that I can compete against the two of my Facebook contacts who also play the game, but then after every single go, it wants me to share on Facebook the fact that I've had that go. No thanks.

Please, please, please share me!

And people are doing it. My Facebook news feed (or whatever it's called at the moment) is strewn with: "Mike read an article on The Guardian", "Luke 'Likes' Volkswagen", "Tom was awarded a 300k medal on Bejeweled Blitz!!!", "Matt listened to [some album] on Spotify". Yes I can opt out of these things by hiding updates from various apps or users, but really I'd rather just not opt in in the first place.

The number of sites and apps using Facebook as the default form of registration and login, and then defaulting to sharing everything that happens within that site on Facebook, and the fact that so many people are simply going along with these schemes, apparently unthinking, is to me nothing short of a slow motion car crash for the Web. The idiots are winning. Facebook, let's not forget, is a proprietary and privately owned platform and the Web was founded on quite opposing principles.

As users the power is in our hands to reject all of this. So, for as long as it remains possible I'll be reading my news anonymously if that's quite alright. And no, I won't be linking my Spotify account to Facebook, though thanks all the same.

June 21, 2012 — No Comments

Bless You

The sensation of 'being me' at precisely 03:34 this morning felt a bit like being hit square in the face by an InterCity train made of condensed hay fever; ten carriages of pollen, dust and microscopic spores bonded with a potent histamine syrup. I awoke with the classic symptoms: an insanely dry and itchy throat, gunky red eyes and the commencement of thirty minutes or so of staccato sneezing. I trudged downstairs to wash my face, took a Loratadine tablet, drank a couple of pints of water and finally got back to sleep at about six o'clock.

Maybe it serves me right: Six months ago I moved out of London, having lived there for just shy of ten years. I never suffered from hay fever as a child nor in my teens, but it caught up with me two years after moving to the city (though the lay scientist in me must point out here that this is not proof of a causal link). To plagiarise Moonraker, my hay fever symptoms normally appear with the tedious inevitability of an unloved season at around the end of March, and then hang around being quite annoying till the end of July, presumably in rhythm with the annual cycles of the particular grasses and flowers to which I am allergic. But so far this year I have had hardly any symptoms at all, and I was privately feeling smug that moving out of London had helped to alleviate the problem, as I had predicted. (Again, of course it could just be that there are different pollens on the wind where I now live.) And as a result I've been neglecting to take my antihistamines.

One positive thing about hay fever is that its very existence is compelling evidence that God does not exist. Believers often state that the truly bad things in life, like wars or cancer, are "sent to try us", or that God in allowing (or causing?) these things to happen is testing our faith or indeed punishing us. This is arguably fair enough, but why then would this omnipotent supernatural creator also set out to design such a moderately irksome and inconvenient thing as hay fever? As a source of personal amusement?

Perhaps, as well as moving in mysterious ways, God moves in ridiculous ways too. An all-seeing Practical Joker Upon high. If he does exist then quite frankly he's a bit of a dick.

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