Thursday, January 03, 2008

Holiday Tally

Temporal
Total number of days in Calgary: 14
Days spent in Calgary before feeling homesick for Edmonton: 11
Days left before heading back to Edmonton: 1
Number of days after Christmas that stores were still playing Christmas music: 1 (or, still, if you count the strip mall down the street from my parents' house)

Caloric
Pieces of chocolate consumed: 50-ish?
Amount of turkey eaten: more than usual/too much
Highest number of consecutive days of alcohol intake: 5
Number of days spent without coffee due to having a cold: 4
Resulting caffeine withdrawal headaches: 3
People lecturing me about caffeine addiction: 2

Academic
Number of pages read of a novel: 184, so far
Pages read of a novel that I hadn't read before: 0
Guilty thoughts about neglecting work: too many/on par for an academic
Number of supervisor-imposed, major deadlines missed: 1

Yarn
Number of presents received in yarn form: 2 (one as gift card)
Number of presents given in yarn form: 3 (1 toque, 2 scarves)
Number of yarn shops visited during Boxing Week: 2
Amount of yarn purchased: enough for 2 scarves, 2 hats, and a sweater

Monetary
Let's not go there.

Misc.
Number of hints dropped by generous sister re: getting my driver's license: enough, already
Thwarted attempts to buy the Saturday Globe and Mail: 2
Trips to a mall: 5
Conversations about Guy Maddin: 1
Cell phones acquired: 1
Time spent catching up with good friends: lots and yet still not enough
Egg shells broken: 0

Saturday, December 22, 2007

R2D2 toque

On the 9th day of Christmas (i.e., 4 days before), I finished knitting another Star Wars project:


An R2D2 toque for Jeff, the same recipient of the Boba Fett balaclava. The pattern was inspired by another R2D2 hat I found online, but because I wanted more of a toque than a beanie, because my gauge was quite different, and because I'm anal-retentive and wanted a super-accurate pattern, I made my own chart, which I will post once I have a moment to figure out how to make an electronic copy.

For the knitters: I knit most of the hat on straight needles so that I could use the intarsia colour knitting method, though there was some stranded/Fair Isle knitting in an attempt to reduce the number of ends that would need weaving in. I even decreased on the straight needles until I got to the blue circle at the very top, whereupon I switched to dpns and sewed up the seam with a mattress stitch. As it turned out, my attempts to keep the ends to a minimum were unsuccessful.

Witness the hat's insides:


But once everything was woven in and cut off, the end result was, if I may say, brilliant:



Edited Jan. 22 to add: Post with pattern and chart can be found here.

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Slow news day, much?

One of these stories is factual and one is not (though both are kind of truthy). Guess which?



And it's street protests over antagonistic board meetings... this time.

Monday, December 17, 2007

Tuque and OED

My knitting group is composed of mostly English PhDs, but even they thought it was funny that I recently looked up "tuque" in the Oxford English Dictionary (online). If I hadn't though, I would never have learned that, according to the OED, a tuque is a knit wool hat that is actually folded in on itself—that is, it is a long tube, tapered at both ends, and one end goes into the other, making it hat-shaped. This construction seems to be the defining characteristic of a tuque, setting it apart from watchcaps, fisherman's hats, and wool hats in general.

And now I want to knit one.

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

What, no knitting geeks?

An astounding poster featuring 56 types of geeks is for sale here, with a full image here.

It's not that I know people who could be one of these geeks, it's that I know several people who are more than one of these geeks that alternately thrills and depresses me.

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

Glass shopping carts

Seriously? Holiday gift guides still divide merchandise into his and hers?

According to Chapters, women are interested in cooking, shopping, bland, inoffensive music by inoffensively bland young men (hello, Josh Groban!), Celine Dion, and soapy TV shows. Men, on the other hand are interested in politics, history, bland music by the shell of a formerly credible artist (hello, Eric Clapton!), Springsteen, and tragic-epic TV shows.

Oh, and Borat. Borat next to Brian Mulroney. That's almost—almost—enough to make the old-school sexism excusable.

Friday, November 30, 2007

Facebook now just Little Brother

Facebook (must I hyperlink the word?) has moderated its latest intrusion of users' privacy, Facebook Beacon, a program that sent notices to all of a Facebook user's friends when they bought something on one of 44 participating websites. These notices show up on newsfeeds accompanied by a complementary banner ad on the left.

Facebook Beacon prompted an online petition against its practices that led to today's announcement. The Becaon feature will remain, but case-by-case opt-outs will now be available and more noticeable so that not everyone will know that you bought a Fight Club movie poster on allposters.com.

Facebook is trying to walk a fine line between respecting people's privacy and making a profit so that it can stay in business. While I believe that Facebook (the application) is not "private" in any sense of the word and that users lack a private subjectivity that they possess in real life, I also believe that my personal information shouldn't be used by any kind of tracking software for such blatant marketing purposes. Ideally, what I buy is no one's business but my own.

My post was inspired by a rather dense digital media marketer quoted in the New York Times story:

“Isn’t this community getting a little hypocritical?” said Chad Stoller, director of emerging platforms at Organic, a digital advertising agency. “Now, all of a sudden, they don’t want to share something?”


The quotation, along with the existence of Beacon itself, indicates how far marketers have to go before truly understanding the mindset of the Facebook user. Yes, Mr. Stoller, all of a sudden, we don't want to share something. Perhaps you have noticed that everything we share on Facebook we volunteer. Perhaps you've noticed that users can determine which kinds of actions are published to their public newsfeed. Perhaps you've noticed that people in general don't take lightly to having their own information used without their knowledge or information. The issue, sir, is not about not wanting to share, but not even knowing that you're sharing and not having the chance to say, "no, thanks, I'd rather not."

I believe that Facebook execs and advertisers have gone about tracking user purchases the wrong way. Facebook is unusual because its very existence depends on the public nature of its information gathering. We know that Facebook tracks us because we see it in our newsfeeds. But everytime the cashier swipes my Safeway, my Indigo card, my Shoppers card, I know that the information is flying through the ether into a database in who-knows-where as well. That doesn't seem to bother me as much because, oddly, I have no idea what the information is being used for. In other words, the information gathering seems—and only seems, mind you—more benign because I don't see the end results.

Facebook can't lull its users into the same sense of false security. But what it could do is capitalize on its users' odd penchant for sharing every bloody part of their lives online— emphasis on the "sharing". If Facebook could figure out how to make users want to talk about their latest purchases (sale notices? promotions? coupons?) there would be less backlash. I do tell my friends if my favourite store is having a good sale or if I bought something particularly nice for myself recently. I do it because I'm an excitable (self-aware but still excitable) consumer. Capture that excitement, Mr. Zuckerberg, and you might be in business.