My iTunes library tends to acquire new music in large indigestible chunks. I often have no idea what I’m listening to. Yesterday I was ruminating on whether it wouldn’t be a good idea to write a little program that would speak the track name and artist before or after each track so that I’d have a clue about what music I like.
Lights on, nobody home.
Or a little program that would tell me my name, where I’m supposed to be going and what I’m supposed to be doing. In a new personal best I recently went to bed by mistake. Sat on the sofa watching telly, got up to go for a piss, came out of the loo, turned right instead of left, and was in my pants about to turn the light off before I realised it wasn’t even 10pm, and all the living room lights and the telly were on. And I was stone cold sober. My father believes he has inoculated himself against this sort of thing with Sudoku and such, but recently ate two fortune cookies, fortune and all, having ‘forgotten it was a chinese restaurant’. Chilling (in the bad sense).
Lights on, somebody home. That’s a great story. I wish I couldn’t imagine you sitting in bed in your pants quite so clearly though. Were they light blue? Nah. Black I bet. These are rhetorical questions, I slept badly.
Your own virtual Disc Jockey working with a very strict playlist. It sounds like a winner. I would like a computer keyboard that responds like a piano to your touch, automatically translating the tonality of your typing into different fonts, point sizes, italics, boldness or underlining – you would probably have to have a footpedel or two for sustain etc.