Day: March 15, 2002

  • My techno-dream: to dictate my blogs extemporaneously via wireless web and microphone…while strolling through a cemetery, rolling down the road,  or raving mad to live, to breathe, to shine in a bar or on the surface of Mars.   I’ve got the rudimentary technology: satellite uplink from my laptop, mic, and the latest voice recognition as a new feature in Office (Word 2002) XP.  It would be nice to have xTools take dictation, hehe!  But we have what we have.  Now is it practical  ?


     


    This morning, while showering, these words came to me:


     


    Awakening from a most arousing dream,


    Realizing that I’m direly missing one thing:


    A hard nipple.


     


    I rushed from the shower to transcribe this thought verbally.  Here’s what the Word Wizard of XP thought I was saying:


     


    Political gain from almost arose in green,


    Realizing that empire of the missing one thing:


    Of her lip will.


     


    LOL.  Damn.  Back to the voice imprint module.  But wait…actually, I think I like the imperfectly transcribed stanza better!  I think what I thought was *voice dictation* is actually a *poetry translation* tool.  So I’m in business.  Here goes …*All in Green Went My Love Riding*,  by e.e. cummings:


     


    All in green when my love writing


    on a great wars of golden
    to this overdone.


     


    for the nouns crouch loads minding


    they married your ran before.


     


    They to behave in dappled dreams


    this with sweet theatre


    And the raiders the year.


     


    But for renewal at Whitewater


    the gruel you will sing for.


     


    Here’s the *unimproved* original:


    All in green went my love riding
    on a great horse of gold
    into the silver dawn.


    four lean hounds crouched low and smiling
    the merry deer ran before.


    Fleeter be they than dappled dreams
    the swift sweet deer
    the red rare deer.


    Four red roebuck at a white water
    the cruel bugle sang before.


    I love Office XP—it just poetized my world!


         "A line of often 60—inches with highs mile world."

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