Sniff Like a Dog

nature.com: Humans may not have as many smell receptor genes as dogs, but we do have much bigger brains — and we can use them to become almost as good at tracking scents as dogs can. All it takes is practice.

… although we have fewer odour receptors than other animals, we may compensate for this with an improved ability to analyse scent information with our large brains. We may just seem worse at tracking scents because we don’t practice this skill from birth, the way that dogs do … in a few training sets, humans can achieve something that other animals spend their life being trained to do.

But while our analytic ability may be superior, we still don’t have the same ability to pick up and identify specific scents, like those of a particular person, traces of drugs, or explosives. With the possible exception of the protagonist in Patrick Suskind’s Parfum.

Thanks baald

Music: Ry Cooder & Manuel Galban :: Caballo Viejo

Truth About a Mondegreen

I’ve long acknowledged on The Archive of Misheard Lyrics that Hendrix sometimes played around with the lyrics to “Purple Haze,” and actually did sometimes sing “‘Scuse me, while I kiss this guy” rather than “…kiss the sky.” The site is probably not actually named after one of the world’s most commonly misheard lyrics at all, since the domain name isn’t technically an example of a mondegreen if the singer sometimes sung it that way on purpose.

A reader recently submitted a brief video clip showing Jimi doing just that. What’s cooler than proof?

Music: Bob Dylan :: I Was Young When I Left Home

Nothing New Here

washingtonpost.com on a group of people who call themselves Compactors — citizens who have made a compact amongst themselves not to buy anything new for a year, except food and safety items (e.g. toilet paper, brake fluid). Everything else they obtain used, or make do with what they have. The group’s mission: “To go beyond recycling in trying to counteract the negative global environmental and socioeconomic impacts of U.S. consumer culture, to resist global corporatism, and to support local businesses, farms, etc. — a step, we hope, inherits the revolutionary impulse of the Mayflower Compact.” Predictably:

Some have called the Compactors un-American, anti-capitalist, eco-freak poseurs whose defiant act of not-consuming, if it caught on, would destroy the economy and our way of life.

But of course most Compactors have moments when there’s something they really need and don’t have the time or patience to scrounge, and they give themselves permission to slip when necessary. One member’s “drill bit moment”: “I needed it, and I don’t feel bad about it.”

I don’t think Amy and I are quite ready for Compacting, but we did join the Freecycle network last year, and have had great success getting our used stuff into the hands of people who need it, no commerce involved. And I’ve come up with some great entertainment for Miles through Freecycle — when I realized a few months ago that Mattell no longer made the simple, classic, orange Hot Wheels tracks and clamps, posted to Freecycle about it and by the weekend had not one but two complete sets of 1970s Hot Wheels tracks, cars, clamps, and jumps. Kept all that plastic out of landfills, had a great time with my son, spent $0, and felt great about it.

Some Compactors have said it’s tricky explaining to their kids why Santa traffics in used toys, but they’re not trying to make overtly political statements:

“We didn’t do this to save the world. We did this to improve the quality of our own lives,” Perry says. “And what we learned is that we all have a lot of more stuff than you think, and that you can get along on a lot less stuff than you can imagine.”

Music: Bob Dylan :: Nettie Moore

‘Tis the Season To Print Badly

We’re not big fans of home color printing. Inks drying out, jets clogged, paper jams, fiddling with driver settings for custom print sizes, expensive color paper, getting anything but standard size paper to go through the printer properly… it’s a perpetual pain in the neck.

A couple years ago we ditched our home color printers, keeping only a b/w laser, and started using online services for color photos. We’ve tried iPhoto/Ofoto (both use Kodak printing), Snapfish, and Adorama, and have had superior results and consistency from Adorama. Prints are affordable, on your doorstep a couple days later, and always look great. Why mess around with this stuff at home when you can use someone else’s $.5 million printer? But with mail order, you lose the instant gratification factor.

This gap is bridged by the relationship many online print houses have with Walgreens and other stores. Order your prints online, pick them up at the drugstore an hour later. This system worked out marvelously for us last year, when we shot and Photoshopped our Christmas card, uploaded it to Snapfish, chose a card template, and picked up our cards all in under an hour. Magic.

Adorama doesn’t offer greeting card print options, so it was back to Snapfish+Walgreens for 2006. Things didn’t go so well this year, to say the least. Web site overloaded, timing out on us throughout the order process. Four hour estimate for pickup, rather than one hour. When I opened the box, turned out pretty much everything that could go wrong had gone wrong. Our cards were interleaved with another family’s. Once I got that sorted out, found the photograph we had spent half an hour tweaking in Photoshop way too dark, detail-free, and very, very green.

The employee claimed he could print them again, but could not edit or adjust them at all. But he did have a brilliant idea: He was willing to scan the bad image and try to adjust it for me. Scan the bad image? Ever heard of GIGO buddy? I declined.

Finally talked to another employee, who showed me that not only was it possible to edit the print, but allowed me to use the software built into the big kahuna printer myself. But whoa – once I got my hands on it, realized that the problem was not easily solvable. Turns out Snapfish composites your photo into the card template on their end, then sends a fully rendered image to your local Walgreen’s. Therefore, we had no way to adjust the brightness or color balance of the image independently of the card template. And the software had no selection tools to let you tweak the image area separately from the template area. All or nothing, baby.

Got things looking as good as possible, then sent a test print. Promised 10 minutes, took 30. The test print was lighter, but still horrendously green. The monitor on the printer bore little resemblance to images pooting out the other end of the printer. Tweaked it a second time, bringing the green WAY down, and waited another 15 minutes for a test print. This time the color was OK, but everything had gone fuzzy. So now, instead of fiddling with a home color printer all day, I was getting frustrated in the back room of a Walgreens. Ho ho ho. Canceled the order.

But wait, there’s more. I had also uploaded and sent the cover for this year’s Christmas CD. Needed a 5″x5″ result, so sent my finished 5″x5″ through Snapfish to Walgreens, ordering 5″x7″ prints. Figured there would just be black or white vertical bars on the sides I’d trim with our cutter. What came out of the package was a disaster. Somewhere along the line, a human had apparently intervened, found the square image, not known what to do with it, and rotated it 90 degrees. Result – words on the cover sliced right down the middle, image off-center and larger than intended. Unusable garbage. Finally resolve this by generating a full 5×7 rectangle with my black bars already built in. No chance for ambiguity, and the 2nd run worked out fine.

The system worked so well last year, but everything went to hell this year. As if dealing with one giant faceless corporation isn’t hard enough, this is what happens when you deal with two of them at once. No hand knows what the other is doing, and your only interface is with unskilled employees. Next year will be better. Back to the drawing board. Suggestions welcome.

Music: Caetano Veloso :: Neolithic Man

Dr. Miles, At Your Service

Amy and Miles decided to play doctor. Amy describes the scene:

Miles set up a doctor’s office in his bedroom yesterday, and I got treated. I thought you might like to hear about his techniques.

The nice thing about this doctor’s office is that you get to sit upon two pillows, so it’s kind of like having a little throne. The doctor first ran a green crayon down my arm and then kind of pushed it in to draw some blood. I got a Barbie band aid for that. At this point, the brilliant doctor already knew what was wrong with me. A bone had broken somewhere in my body, and when it fell off, it made a hole in my heart. He crammed my left hand into a toilet paper tube and then inserted the whole hand into a little plastic oven (from his play dough toys). There was a whooshing sound as more air went into my body. Finally, a small, plastic red thing was kind of plunged in and out of my mouth a few times and I was ready to go.

On my second visit to the doctor, I was diagnosed as having a crammed tummy. This procedure is easy. You just take a magnolia seed pod and crunch it around in the patient’s belly button. This will uncram everything.

While we were playing, I asked Miles if he would like a doctor’s kit for Christmas and then immediately regretted it. What fun is a stethoscope when you can have your hand crammed into a toilet paper tube? Maybe he’ll forget that I brought that up.

Music: Herbie Hancock :: Succotash

Decline of Professional Photojournalism

Photoj-Slashdot-1 At the Center for Citizen Media, which is a department exploring concepts of citizen journalism at the Berkeley J-School, Dan Gillmor asks whether the ubiquity of hand-held / cell-phone video cameras is leading to a decline in professional photojournalism. He points to the famed Zapruder film as one the earliest and most famous examples of citizen journalism being picked up by mainstream media, and to a handful of other more recent examples.

Comments on the post question both the premise and the conclusion, but there’s no denying that with nearly a billion video cameras on the planet, the chances of a citizen being present with recording gear is always going to be greater than the chances of a pro being on-hand (Gillmor notes that we’re really talking about spot news here). What blogs are doing to journalism, what digital still cameras are doing to the stock photography industry, is parallel to what hand-held still+video will do to photojournalism.

I find it interesting that many readers are questioning whether what we generally refer to as “citizen journalism” qualifies as journalism at all – and they’re doing so in comments on a post from the person who is a lifelong journalist and who practically coined the term. Slashdot picked up the piece, and there’s a good round of comments over there as well.

Pictured: What a good slashdotting looks like to OS X Server, from a bandwidth perspective.

Music: Lou Reed :: Andy’s Chest

Seven Habits of Highly Successful Web Sites

Aaron Swartz:

“I picked out seven recent extremely popular websites. While perhaps not having the mindshare of a “Basecamp” or a “Ning”, these websites do have the benefit of having tons of actual users. Here they are, ranked roughly in order of popularity:”

  • MySpace
  • Wikipedia (basically tied)
  • Facebook
  • Flickr (pronounced flick-her)
  • Digg
  • Del.icio.us (pronounced dell-dot-icky-oh-dot-you-ess)
  • Google Maps (no popularity data available but I bet it’s pretty popular)

“I looked at all these websites to see what they have in common. Here’s what I discovered.”

  • Be Ugly
  • Don’t Have Features
  • Let Users Do Your Job
  • Ignore Standards
  • Build to Flip

Hmmm, seems like Five Habits of Seven Successful Web Sites, but some entertaining observations inside.

Leprechauns Are Awesome

Me, to Miles: “Did you know that if it rains while the sun is shining it means you’re going to meet a leprechaun?”

Miles: “What’s a leprechaun?”

Me, suddenly realizing I didn’t have a good definition of “leprechaun” ready-at-hand, winging it: “A leprechaun is a little man about two feet high who wears green clothes and funny shoes and who dances and plays tricks and tells funny jokes.”

[… Long silence, then…]

Miles: “That’s awesome.”

[… Another long silence…]

Miles: “No, Daddy – That’s totally awesome!”

Who knew the surfer speak would start at age 4? Where in the world would he pick up a phrase like that? On the preschool playground no doubt. But he’s right about leprechauns – I just hadn’t thought of them that way in a very long time.

Music: Peter Brotzmann :: Everything

Yr Bugged

What’s more frightening? The fact that the FBI can install software on your cell phone that will turn it into a microphone capable of picking up conversations in the vicinity even when it’s turned off, or that a journalist can be jailed for refusing to turn over videotapes to the FBI?

“Does a democracy allow me to be a journalist? . . . By engaging in such pursuits should I become indebted to the government and forced to act as a de facto agent for the FBI? Is this the cost of committing journalism in a democratic country? I certainly hope not.”

This is not conspiracy theory stuff. This is happening. Wake up, Alice!

via MiniMediaGuy

Music: Dead Meadow :: Dragonfly