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Archive for January, 2002

2002-01-28

Mon Jan 28 18:45:00 2002

Edwin Armstrong, and how patent battles drove the inventor of regeneration, superhets and frequency modulation to suicide.from Doomed Engineers, via Bruce Sterling’s blog

2002-01-27

Sun Jan 27 15:18:00 2002

I think this is a very accurate description of how being a participant on a TV show feels.- Plasticbag.org

A tally of my spam inbox shows that I get about 677KB of it a day. That would take about 4 minutes to download if I was on a 2.8 modem – which I’m not, admittedly. It’s still 100 or so messages to ignore. Thank goodness for Spamassassin.

2002-01-23

Wed Jan 23 12:32:00 2002

Woz announces he’s working on a GPS handheld to help you find lost things. GPS is going to be the next kick-you-in-the-face consumer technology, oh yes, you mark my words. Oh yes.

2002-01-22

Tue Jan 22 13:42:00 2002

It always pays to keep a record. A guy who turned up at a hospital claiming to suffer from amnesia may be identified, thanks to an apparent previous career as a French porn star. – Romanesko’s Obscure Store

2002-01-21

Mon Jan 21 16:35:00 2002

One for Yoz: Tea And Chocolate Beneficial For Heart Health, Studies Suggest ScienceDaily

A Solar-powered, heavily distributed, networked Afghanistan sounds a bit too good to be true. How much faith should we have in ideals? Enough to test them ourselves, or enough to test them on others?

2002-01-20

Sun Jan 20 15:10:00 2002

Today’s reading: Ammon Hennacy and David D. Friedman. At least I’ll know the truth’s between them somewhere.

2002-01-09

Wed Jan 9 13:22:00 2002

The Queen as ship’s counsellor.Drudge

The Digital Path: Smart Contracts and the Third World – like Zooko, I guess I’m looking for incremental hacks while dreaming of re-installations. – Zooko

Back. Christmas in Chelmsford, New Year in Prague, back in London. Quinn flew back to California today to warn them of my forthcoming arrival. Now I’m Quinnless; so what’s the good in that?