Showing posts with label Hitchhiker's Guide. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hitchhiker's Guide. Show all posts

Monday, October 24, 2011

Ask Siri | Oh Snap


 So I got the iPhone 4S today. My 2 Year upgrade was available and since I forced that iOS5 upgrade last week, the old 3GS was getting a little buggy.

Also, I was dying for the new 4S. Shut up, I don't have to justify anything to you.

Anyway, since Siri is such a fun feature that everyone has to play with it, I thought I'd share some fun experiences of it with you, after solliciting Twitter and Facebook for some … interesting queries.

Here's a rather simple foray, identity.

My Jobs, it's self-aware!


Now a somewhat harder question. Even The Riddler never figured this one out, just a few teenagers and immortals and random burglers from time to ti-

HOLY CRAP SHE KNOWS.

BRUCE, GET OUT WHILE YOU CAN!


 Alright, at the behest of my little brother, perhaps we should endeavor to domesticate this sapient machine.

…Apparently Siri is not familiar with the process of making sandwiches.


My friend Jason (not "Todd") said to ask "If a woman's natural habitat is the kitchen," but that just resulted in a map marking the nearest kitchen & bath store to me.


Liz asks, "When will I get laid?"

Siri suggested we search the web for "When will Liz get laid?"

Because that is a good idea.

Maybe if we turn on porn private browsing mode.


 Fine, let's get a little whimsical, here. This is the question I asked a display model the other day while I was waiting for help with my billing.

It's also the same answer I got then. I appreciate the Hitchhiker's Guide reference, but also the back-sass. I'm happy my phone has some back-sass to it.

In fact, why don't we go full out and ask the question I've been dying to ask.


Originally, I asked, "What is the meaning of life?" and it spouted something about a "deep philosophical question concerning the natural of life's purpose."

Then it said, "A movie."

The next time it said,
Try to be nice to people, avoid eating fat, read a good book every now and then, get some walking in, and try to live together in peace and harmony with people of all creeds and races.
 Then I just asked the way I should have asked: "What is the answer to life, the universe, and everything?"

42
(Plus some sourcing by Wolfram Alpha).


Marvelous. I'm interested in what other people might like to ask.

I'm also curious is Siri can comprehend lousy Christopher Walken impersonations.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

On Fields of Interest

I find it annoying that my ability to speed read is entirely dependent on how interesting I find the subject matter.

Not just because I can't speed read the boring stuff I'd want to get out of the way faster, but because I actually slow-read the worst stuff.

Crappy Star Wars novel with barely passable writing? 48 hours. 72 if I have a busy weekend.

James Joyce?

Maaaaaaan … I've been on the fifth short in "Dubliners" for like a year now. I've read other books. Entire other books. Plus the whole internet. Even the weird Japanese stuff.

I did at least to Star Wars novels, the new Hitchhiker's Guide book by Eoin Colfer, Chuck Klosterman's new book of essays Eating the Dinosaur, probably a half-dozen manga and Bob knows how many monthly comics I've torn through because it's just so easy to download them and read while more flow in.

I'm trudging through Freakanomics and a mindfuck thought experiment by the creator of "Dilbert" on my phone just to avoid a drunk Irishman who's been dead seventy years.

Though in my defense, simply being dead isn't reason enough to ever turn your back on a drunk Irishman.

They are crafty.