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Search log responses for July 20, 2007

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all your Harry Potter shit

Various search terms inventoried here. My only response here. Enjoy standing in line with a bunch of twelve year olds on Friday night.

Ann Arbor Community Farm address

Yeah, isn’t it cool that the street address isn’t anywhere on their website? Try 1525 S. Fletcher, Chelsea, MI — the entrance for the farm is actually one driveway south of the map pin here, it’s the wider drive with a cozy little curve coming off Fletcher Street.

Oddmuse page trails

‘Page trails’ are a dopey name for dynamic breadcrumb navigation. Handily, there’s a page trail extension for your Oddmuse wiki. I used it, but didn’t like the markup it generated (just a string of links with punctuation inserted via CSS, hence sloppy for text/mobile browsers) — although that’s an easy fix to the extension.

When it changed

A trip to the library is in order, probably the science fiction stacks. But first, pick a decade. If 198x, you are looking for some nicely aged William Gibson sprawl books. If 197x, you are looking for the Joanna Russ short story “When It Changed.” If other, start assembling your Harry Potter costume now and go get in line at midnight.

Harry Potter alive or dead: the prediction market [2]

(Disclaimers: I’ve read all of the books except the stupid werewolf one, and I’m not the world’s biggest fan, but I do live with her. I am not participating in the prediction market.)

Inkling prediction market: Will Harry Potter be alive at the end of the last book of the series? At this writing, it’s trading at $83.81 — that is, an 84% chance that the Boy Who Lived will, you know, live. Here’s a one-week graph (a new Inkling feature):

Do watch this market for any changes in the next few days, although it’s been trading above $70 since May. I’ll go on record with my personal end of Harry Potter prediction here. Basically the little fucker is going to Live and propagate and everybody will exist happily ever after. No SWAT teams, no sniping of hippogriffs, no invisible thestrals biting through night-vision goggles and bullet-proof jackets for a taste of flesh. No squibs with megaphones versus hucksters, shamans, preachers with polycarbonate riot shields. No rocket summer over Hogwarts or Weasley Bros. magicked jellybean radiation-sickness cure or Fortean eruption of giants walking the earth, serpents and great whales swimming beneath it, nocturnal lights flying over it. The whole Dark Lord Trying to Destroy All That is Kind and Good and Cute situation will be neatly resolved, perhaps with a little bloodshed of certain useless tertiary characters (my pick is Ginny, the redhead being stereotypical Dark Lord fodder in this genre), but entirely without patriot redneck muggle hordes slobbering forth about Harry or Neville or Tom or whomever being the antichrist or the Superman or what have you, because the stupid wizard world takes care of its own — because the real world and the hermetically sealed, dysfunctional, useless wizard world never intersect in any meaningful way — because the series never had integrity enough to break through all that (unlike, say, the “His Dark Materials” ‘kids’ series) — because, ultimately, nothing really is at stake in Harry Potter books, besides the generic novelistic concerns of: will our heroes grow up and propagate the species, and in what specific configurations. In light of all this, I should have started a prediction market long ago to track whether or not the last Harry Potter book will end in the most bankrupt of whimpers: with the actual depiction of, in some horrible flash-forward, Harry’s kids. I’d price that market super low, but it is a dreaded possibility, given the prognosis above. Our Living Boy has a Luke Skywalker early retirement in his future, and the way that gets expressed in this cosmology is that (sit down, grab a tissue, you’ll need it) he gets to sire the family he never had! Even better: we also get to see the various supporting characters in Hogwarts faculty positions — proving that those who can’t, teach.

In summary, the Boy Who Lived will live. Mega bullish on the Harry Potter will be alive at the end of the last book of the series market. He shouldn’t be, if there was any justice he wouldn’t be. But he will, and that market will cash out for you at a cool $100.00.

Locally, you can get your copy of this book at the Shaman Drum Bookshop in Ann Arbor (at the cold, bloodless heart of Art Fair) or The Rocket in Ypsilanti. You can also check it out from the Ann Arbor District Library: “517 holds on first copy returned of 1 copy — 160 copies ordered.” The H. Potter funeral/wedding services will be held this Friday.

Machines

More from The Voice of the Machines: An Introduction to the Twentieth Century (”the one book from 1906 you should read today”) — which, warning warning forever, if you do read it, will continue operate after a month’s time:

Both in its best and worst features the characteristic, inevitable thing that looms up in modern life over us and around us, for better or worse, is the machine. We may whine poetry at it, or not. It makes little difference to the machine. We may not see what it is for. It has come to stay. It is going to stay until we do see what it is for. We cannot move it. We cannot go around it. We cannot destroy it. We are born in the machine. A man cannot move the place he is born in. We breathe the machine. A man cannot go around what he breathes, any more than he can go around himself. He cannot destroy what he breathes, even by destroying himself. If there cannot be poetry in machinery — that is if there is no beautiful and glorious interpretation of machinery for our modern life — there cannot be poetry in anything in modern life. Either the machine is the door of the future, or it stands and mocks at us where the door ought to be. If we who have made machines cannot make our machines mean something, we ourselves are meaningless, the great blue-and-gold machine above our lives is meaningless, the winds that blow down upon us from it are empty winds, and the lights that lure us in it are pictures of darkness. There is one question that confronts and undergirds our whole modern civilization. All other questions are a part of it. Can a Machine Age have a soul?

If we can find a great hope and a great meaning for the machine-idea in its simplest form, for machinery itself — that is, the machines of steel and flame that minister to us — it will be possible to find a great hope for our other machines. If we cannot use the machines we have already mastered to hope with, the less we hope from our other machines — our spirit-machines, the machines we have not mastered — the better. In taking the stand that there is poetry in machinery, that inspiring ideas and emotions can be and will be connected with machinery, we are taking a stand for the continued existence of modern religion — (in all reverence) the God-machine; for modern education — the man-machine; for modern government — the crowd-machine; for modern art — the machine in which the crowd lives.

RecentChangesCamp 2007 brain dump

Enjoyed RecentChangesCamp 2007 even though I actually spent shockingly little time at the event both physically and mentally. Beyond the joy of catching up with everybody, I was struck by:

WagN

Every time I look at WagN it’s more awesome. Lewis and Ethan are doing some awesome stuff, and from what I saw of the next release (which is maybe a month out) it’ll soon get to the point where the user interface and interaction design monsters can come out of their caves and process it into something truly amazing.

One of the WagNeers plans to be in Ann Arbor in April, I’ll try to bring him to a2b3 or set up a fun event.

Wiki / “community” analytics

I was supposed to run a session on wiki analytics, which ended up being a few diffuse conversations. I had a dog and pony show from ArborWiki’s Google Analytics — primarily the goal and conversion issue: namely, what are the right conversions to track for a peer production or wiki flavored project. (There’s a really striking story to extrude out of the ArborWiki analytics and the conversion it’s tracking now.)

Regardless, I have a few people and projects to follow up with — and some thinking and action to begin — on this topic.

The Change Handbook

Dead tree book: The Change Handbook second ed., by Tom Devane, Steven Cady, & Peggy Holman — a giant, three pound tome of process arts methodology, of which the vast bulk is bunch of practitioners describing their methods. It’s very fun to page through. Be warned, though, that the book is extremely poorly edited, with dorky typos and usage errors throughout.

etc.

I kept a wordie list of things I overheard, which is a good executive summary of the event.

BookMooch [3]

BookMooch is a book-lending network recommended by Ted Ernst last night. Standard model: you earn points by sharing your books, and spend them by requesting books from others. Books are lent by mail, although Ted had an amusing story about an attempt to hand off a locally-lent book in person.

Mark Dilley wanted to see BookMooch integrated with Bookshelved wiki. I’d prefer an integration that made it easy to take a personal library or tagset from LibraryThing and post it for lending at BookMooch.

Update 2006 12 10: In a comment, John of BookMooch points out that LibraryThing integration already exists. Thanks!

Machine Beauty by David Gelernter

Just finished Machine Beauty by David Gelernter: a tiny book about the aesthetics of computing which starts strong but ends in feeble, creepy conservatism — while failing in between to grapple with design in any serious way. It’s written in the classic Don Norman style of “remove half the pages and you’d have a good book” (and it’s short to start with).

Still, even the act of rejecting the book was a good counterpoint to the radiant guano dysfunction that is my [academic] experience recently.

Library card catalog graffiti, II [4]

As a followup to the card catalog graffiti post, I noticed tonight that District Library patrons can now choose to assemble and share their own personal card catalogs — take a look at mine.

If you click through the thumbnail-sized cards, you can see the full record and any graffiti.

This beats the pants off of making a damn fool Amazon wishlist.