Thursday, March 20, 2008

At last, I know the truth. It isn't my aging paleolithic brain that can't handle the music anymore, it's the music that can't keep up with me. Until now, that is. The truth has at last been revealed to me, courtesy of The Coconut Monkeyrocket and Martinibomb.

Follow the link. Click on the .MP3 files, if you dare, then get ready to move. I am way behind the times, but no matter -- this music makes me move my lethargic ass while I grin a silly grin. Recommended track: Shopping For Explosives.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Having gone tubing earlier this year (actually, late last year) up in Huntsville, I am so totally aware of what a bad idea this was:



Nice recovery, though!

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Speech recognition

So I've been messing with Windows speech recognition. Fun toy, but not quite sure how useful it'll be. Since I'm a fast typist it will need a lot of training to be a net gain in speed plus accuracy for me. Thought I'd try dictating a paragraph from last night's blog post and see how it comes out. Ahem:

Bravo to romp on the opening of his new production, working out my quote when the nation's quote last night at Mckenzie hall. Their run continues for seven in March 29, you get a chance, do yourself a favor and check it out.

It's a brave new world, innit?