Real Life Location

Spotted this on Pulse over lunch and thought it was worth sharing:

Twitter is modern day people watching. Anytime you check it, you see what a person is thinking or doing or saying. But it’s not all happening in a digital vacuum, they’re on break at work tweeting about their boss, they’re outside a hospital tweeting about their day, they’re somewhere tweeting about something. This photo project, Geolocations, by Nate Larson and Marni Shindelman show where people are when they send out tweets. It’s completing the picture.

The photos are revealing—sometimes you have tweetable thoughts in the dumbest places. Your bathroom, the subway stop, the back alley. Other times the tweet locations are powerful—you’re tweeting about trying to start a relationship… from a motel. Larson and Shindelman dig through public Twitter feeds that tag a location and then travel to those spots to photogram them. It’s funny to see a place for the thoughts (er, tweets) that existed there rather than the place itself.

Adding a photograph doesn’t necessarily assist in painting the whole picture behind the tweet:

Tell me I'm not making a mistake. Tell me you’re worth the wait. #fb
Tell me I’m not making a mistake. Tell me you’re worth the wait. #fb

In fact, if anything, it merely adds to the intrigue. Appetites whet, curiosity piqued, suddenly we want the gaps filled in t’s crossed and i’s dotted.

But there’s more to it than that – before social media, we interacted with one another on a far more intimate level. Take the artists’ example of the very first photograph they took:

The first one we shot was three years ago in downtown Chicago just as the financial crisis was getting really bad in the United States. At that moment, this particular Tweet was by someone who had apparently lost his job at an investment bank. When we stood at the base of that investment bank, it really connected with us and made it clear what it is to be a part of that tragedy or event.
We were also thinking a lot about how people were relating to each other in this way. Rather than going to a bar and crying it out with close friends, he is posting it on Twitter where anybody could access this information.
This points to a big shift about how people relate to each other in this day and age.

I completely agree. Cape Town being what it is (a small and intensely interwoven community under a rock), I regularly recognise people who Mrs 6000 deals with at work and I state that I “know” them. In actual fact, I don’t “know” them at all; I see them on Twitter, I may occasionally interact with them online. But that’s as far as it ever goes. So there’s actually a huge difference, and just as the word “Like” has taken on an entirely new meaning on the last few years, so we have also changed our interpretation of  “knowing” someone.

While these sort of changes don’t trouble me (and nor does keeping a distance from people who I actually don’t “know”), I’m still looking for a more descriptive and compact terminology for this phenomenon of online acquaintance.
I’m sure there’s some ever so trendy phrase out there for exactly this situation, but I don’t often do ever so trendy.

Anyway, there’s more of their work and more of that interview on the link above. Go see.

Don’t kill spiders

You never know what might happen if you do.

Like when Brent Askwith sprayed a spider with spider killing spray until it was really, really dead.

And caused a parasitic nematode to hastily evacuate its host:

From The Huffington Post:

That “alien worm” is actually a parasitic nematode, also known as a roundworm. While the nematode in the YouTube video is larger than most, Harvard University entomologist Dr. Brian Farrell told The Huffington Post that every human is infested with thousands of tiny nematodes.

“Most have no obvious effect on us, and we are mostly unaware of their presence,” he wrote in an e-mail, “but a few are large enough to cause diseases such as trichinosis.”

I think it’s really cool, but that’s because I love parasites and intestinal worms and stuff. You?
No, you’re going to have nightmares about this. What has been seen cannot be unseen.

So next time you find a rain spider in your house, don’t kill it to death, because then the scary worm will come after you.

Remember, you would be sleeping soundly tonight if Brent had simply released the spider into his garden. (Or if you hadn’t read this post).

Cool Flight

It was an emotional time for family 6000 yesterday afternoon, as we said goodbye to Grandma and Granddad, who were (well, are, actually) flying back to the UK via Dubai. Checking on their check in though, I spotted this:

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Yes, at 2330 yesterday evening, you could get a flight from Cape Town to Amsterdam or… Antarctica.
Who knew?

Better make sure you get on the right plane to avoid confusion though:

Hey. Shomething ish not right. Why ish dare sho much shnow at Schipol?
Where are the buildingsh? And where did doze penguinsh come from?

The whole destination thing is a bit vague, and since the total area of Antarctica is 14,000,000km², you might find yourself some distance from the bit of Antarctica you actually want to be in, but on the plus side, at least you’re virtually guaranteed a daylight landing.

Missing

Bit of a weird one this evening. I’ve brought the family out to the cottage down in Agulhas, while Mrs 6k has stayed in Cape Town (for logistical reasons). So I have kids and grandparents (the kids’, not mine) to look after and entertain, while the wife rattles around the Cape Town house all alone.

It’s a weird one for her as well, the first time she’s had the house completely to herself… well… ever, really.
I thought that I should give her a call to check that everything was ok, only to find that she was floating around the pool on her lilo and drinking cider. I took that as a yes.
Of course, she can do that when the rest of the family are at home too, but it seems that she actually enjoys not being divebombed by the kids and tipped into the water (also… er… by the kids *cough*) every few seconds.

Who knew?

Seal Island quota photos

More tourist stuff today with the tourists. Cape Town is full of them.

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It was ball-achingly hot again today, so the breeze on the Nauticat boat out to Duiker Island was a great relief. Unsurprisingly, there were seals. Great swathes of them; almost as many as tourists.
The seals along South Africa’s shores eat over 200 000 000 tonnes of fish each year. Want to do something to promote local fish stock sustainability? Kill a seal.
Not really, obviously. That would be a horrible thing to do – although undoubtedly beneficial for the fish.

I would definitely recommend the hour long trip out to Seal Island though. Great fun for adults and kids alike, and good value at R50 and R20 respectively.