quo vadis?

I have a funny relationship with Finnish wellington boot manufacturers Nokia, largely they make me happy but occasionally they do something to confuse or bewilder me. (Much like any other of my relationships.) I love their phones, but they can be quirky.
I find that predictive text can be unpredictable. It has a quixotic vocabulary, it will give you a FUCK but it doesn’t know SHIT. I can be in NORFOLK but not in YORK, and EDINBURGH but not GLASGOW. A while ago I wanted to SMS someone about Finding Nemo.. (never mind why) Other than MEMO all it could suggest was MENO.

I was well impressed that it assumed I wanted to talk about a character from one of Plato’s Socratic dialogues, but at the same time surprised that it knew no latin nor was familiar with the works of Jules Verne.

About caspar

Caspar is just one monkey among billions. Battering his keyboard without expectations even of peanuts, let alone of aping the Immortal Bard. By day he is an infantologist at Birkbeck Babylab, by night he runs BabyLaughter.net
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