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Back in Leeds for a flying visit. Dad’s much perkier than I expected – he’s tired and short of breath, but really rather chipper. His Mac’s less sickly than feared, too, the only problem being an air gap in the mains cable. Remedy: plug it back in again. I’m posting from it now, so it seems to be working.

But I’m being rude to my mother by conversing with a PowerBook rather than her, so I’ll go now.

Note to self: read this article about the MMR vaccine and surrounding hysteria. Looks like somebody finally got the story right – unfortunately, it isn’t next week’s drama on Five. Boo!

My dad’s out of hospital and back home again. He still has a long way to go, but it sounds like he’s now better off recuperating at home rather than surrounded by ill people in the hospital. I’m going to dash home to see him at the weekend.

I’m not sure if this is a general thing, or a local offer, but the Somerfield down the road is flogging half-cases of Heidsieck Monopole blue-top NV for under sixty quid. That’s way under half-price, for a wine that (if memory serves) is absolutely fantastic at the full whack.

If I knew I’d been paid for last month, I’d have picked up a case tonight. Must check bank account tomorrow…

Kevin and Mija dropped in on How2 studio filming the other day – I’m kinda busy and haven’t had much chance to eat/sleep/buy milk/blog/etc, so I’m a bit behind here. They sat around for a few hours. Maybe it was raining outside or they were bored, or something, I’m not sure. Anyway, they seemed to enjoy themselves, and professed to find the headlong careering plunge that is studio recording ‘fascinating.’

At some point Kevin asked what, exactly, I do. I had to think about that, since it’s rather hard to describe if the questioner doesn’t know how television production works. In the end, as I looked around at the scurrying figures, flurries of activity, and people loafing between being called to do something somewhere else, I realised that an adequate, if conceited, answer was, “These people are all working for me.”

At least one of us – and I couldn’t say who – said quietly ‘Woah!’

Tomorrow, of course, all but about five of them are working for somebody else. But that’s not the point.

I finally saw Michael Moore’s Bowling for Columbine tonight, when it went out on Channel 4. It’s fascinating, but like most of Moore’s stuff I found it strangely irritating.

The usual way it pans out is like this: the first third is a little laboured; the middle third utter genius; the final third undermines the preceding by managing to miss the point made so eloquently only a little earlier. Bowling for Columbine seemed to me to fit this pattern rather too well.

What, I wonder, was the point of skewering Charlton Heston? Hadn’t Moore already demonstrated, via comparison with Canada, that widespread gun ownership was no indicator of shooting murder rates? Hadn’t he made a convincingly strong case that basic standards of living were the key discriminator: access to healthcare, unemployment benefit, urban regeneration?

Dragging the argument back to the doorstep of the NRA seemed to me to be (pardon the metaphor) taking pot-shots at an obvious target, after identifying the far more insidious threat elsewhere. Sure, getting Wal-Mart to abandon the sale of handgun ammunition was a remarkable achievement, but it’s hard to see it as anything other than tokenism. Stunt tokenism, at that.

I found myself similarly frustrated by Moore’s book Stupid White Men, which makes a glorious point about how it’s the white guys in Washington of whom you should be scared, not the black guys down the road from you. But the book then cracks on into half a dozen other subjects, some of which simply don’t ring true and present sloppily-constructed arguments. Which rather scuppers the authority of the original essay.

I’m left with one conclusion of my own: if Moore is the best liberal media agitator America can muster, they really do have a long way to go before they can sort out their problems.

One of the entries buried away down my ‘To Do’ list is a little cluster grouped under the heading ‘Serendipity.’ Collectively, this would be a set of tools to assist one (principally) during the writing process: Martin and I got some way down the route of defining some assistance systems that currently don’t exist, so far as we can tell. Some of them, on the face of it, don’t seem terribly hard to implement, particularly since Mac OS X already has an excellent full-text retrieval system and a half-decent summarisation tool, which constitute two of the tricky bits.

The first component of Serendipity was called ‘Prompt,’ and it goes like this: Imagine software that watches what you type. It continuously performs keyword extraction on the last sentence or two, and runs proximity searches on a specified folder of reference material. A secondary window displays what the system thinks might be relevant passages.

One can see this working well, for example, if one starts to quote a line of Shakespeare, and has the Complete Works in the reference folder: it should be straightforward to make the appropriate verse appear just around the time one forgets the precise quote, no?

Of course, this isn’t an original idea. There’s an Emacs plugin to do much the same (from MIT or somewhere), and Microsoft have recently been waving flags about this type of tool. But the other day, I stumbled over a reference to a patent on exactly this, dating from 1999 – a little before Serendipity was sketched out. The patent is held by… Apple.

This suggests several things: firstly, that such systems are indeed possible. Secondly, that there’s a huge layer of subtlety in pulling them off cleanly (I suspect one not-obvious problem is presenting sufficient helpful material without it being distracting: smoothly cross-fading the prompt window from one guess to the next might help, for example). Thirdly, one suspect we will see such a system from somebody, someday.

I look forward to that day.

Oh, and this other patent is worth a look, too. It’s a year older, but obviously dates to before the dissolution of the Newton group on Jobs’ return in 1997: it refers to keyword extraction from calendar entries leading to the automated retrieval of relevant information from other document sources. Which is the sort of logical extension of (what I called) Serendipity Prompt that gets me quite excited.

Sparse updates for the next couple of weeks – today I started in studio with How2. An excellent first day, I’m particularly happy with the changes we’ve made to the set. Last year we struck out in a ‘bold new direction’ (sic – self), which turned out more successful, and therefore less risky, than we expected. This year we’ve pushed a little harder in the same direction, and it’s looking marvellous on camera.

I’ll post when I can to How2’s own blog. There may even be pictures, if I’m not too knackered.

Knackered, because I’ve been down with lurgi for the last few days, barely able to speak – either a very bad thing for a producer, or a very good thing, depending on your point of view. I’ve not been as ill, however, as my Dad, who’s in hospital in Leeds with pneumonia. That’s the bad news: the good news is that he’s stable, and starting to respond to the antibiotics. So while he’s extremely uncomfortable, he is getting better. It’s going to be quite a long recovery, though.

Bit of a git, this: some bizarre/wonderful/baffling/amusing/etc things have happened this week, about which I want to blog, but I’m too deeply enmeshed in How2 scrips to do them justice. They’ll have to wait, but meanwhile here’s a bit of a taster:

This week, I’ve been sent pictures of hedges, and a mysterious/anonymous postcard of a camel, attached to which is a newspaper headline about assault with fish. One of the correspondents may be miffed at being out-weirded by the other, though I’m not sure which way round that works.

Today, I built a large lifting gantry with multiple pulley blocks. It nearly worked. Then a chap from Glasgow Science Centre and I fired potatoes into a bucket of flour. This was fun. Yesterday, we were mostly carving ‘amusing’ animals out of hot dogs. My correspondents (see above) have some way to go.

One friend/colleague has been offered a terrific job: I’m delighted for him. However, this drops me in the schtuck for my next job, since the terrific job isn’t the one I’d offered him. Said friend/colleague (henceforth called ‘Gavin,’ for shorthand. And also because that’s his name) is, unfortunately, rather difficult to replace. Imagine my surprise, then, when a chap I very vaguely know of rang me to see if I had any work going: it transpires he’s exactly the person I’m looking for, and this is exactly the job he’s looking for. Bonus.

Digital cameras are not only fun, they’re terrific tools. I should have bought one years ago. I still should.

The gradual manner in which John is revealing his latest endeavour is particularly pleasing: in the morass of information immediacy that is the web, the measured pace is refreshing. I want to see how the story ends, but I want the steady lifting of veils to continue.

Scripts. Tomorrow: rehearsal. Tuesday: Studio.

Time to configure Netgear DG834G wireless firewalling ADSL router: three minutes. Required information: username and password for Pipex – everything else autodiscovered. Setting changes made: temporarily disabled WiFi.

Time to configure Mac: thirty seconds.

Time to configure WinXP PC: about twenty minutes, struggling to work out what the heck it wanted me to do in the control panel until discovering that yanking the cable out of the network card and shoving it back in again suddenly made the DHCP thingy pick up the information the router was merrily throwing at it. [sigh]

Anyway, happy now. I no longer have to rely on the (noisy, unreliable, badly-firewalled) PC for broadband routing – it’s all going through a nice shiny silver box instead.

Er… categories, Jonathan. Must add categories… then a version of the front page without the ‘geek’ entries…