Spread out against the Skype
Participation in a scholarly survey has finally forced me to get Skype. I think only a lack of actual need for it has stopped me until now, but the doctoral candidate writing his thesis on self-quantification wants to interview people by Skype, so I bit. I found a Skype client for Linux and tested my connection last night. There was one, but the sound was unbearably bad.
So at 5:00 this morning* I thought, hey, I bet there's a Skype app for Android. Now at 6:15 a.m. Skype for Android is polling, evidently, the entire universe inside my brain, finding everyone I ever even thought about, and determining whether they have Skype accounts too.
It's on contact 178 of 264, an old coworker of mine who left the area at least ten years ago and with whom I have never communicated.
For a few moments, as Skype for Android added the Italian cyclist who breezed through town the summer before last and cooked risotto for us, I thought whoa, stop! I'm gonna have to clean up all these contacts.
Then I thought, why? Connect me, baby! Let the Global Brain know me. What the hell. I spread myself out thin against the network, another translucent layer in the web of contact.
It's 6:30 and Skype for Android just finished its scour. Oh hey, look! There's one of my oldest friends in England. Cool!
Anyway, not surprisingly, I'm now Darkemeralds on Skype.
*Why was I thinking of anything at 5:00 in the morning??? I don't know.
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So at 5:00 this morning* I thought, hey, I bet there's a Skype app for Android. Now at 6:15 a.m. Skype for Android is polling, evidently, the entire universe inside my brain, finding everyone I ever even thought about, and determining whether they have Skype accounts too.
It's on contact 178 of 264, an old coworker of mine who left the area at least ten years ago and with whom I have never communicated.
For a few moments, as Skype for Android added the Italian cyclist who breezed through town the summer before last and cooked risotto for us, I thought whoa, stop! I'm gonna have to clean up all these contacts.
Then I thought, why? Connect me, baby! Let the Global Brain know me. What the hell. I spread myself out thin against the network, another translucent layer in the web of contact.
It's 6:30 and Skype for Android just finished its scour. Oh hey, look! There's one of my oldest friends in England. Cool!
Anyway, not surprisingly, I'm now Darkemeralds on Skype.
*Why was I thinking of anything at 5:00 in the morning??? I don't know.
Crossposted from Dreamwidth, where there are
comments. | Comment at Dreamwidth.