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What I attended:

What I expected:

Coding furiously to magically appropriate James Bond action music would be more of a thrill if it didn’t have to be interrupted by goofy failure music every time a bug needed debugging.
Comments (0)What ever happened to the movie song? What happened to Björk in her absurd swan dress, whispering and croaking to the audience with just half a duet? What happened to Elliott Smith in his favorite white suit — we miss you still, Elliott — rowing futilely against Celine Dion’s triple-octave range and the Hollywood Machine?
For starters, where was Peter Gabriel last night?
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Armed with the powers of GPS and cell-tower triangulation for rough ballparking, and accelerometer devices for fine-grained twice-integrated three-dimensional positioning, twenty-first century socio-techno-philes can now pinpoint the exact location of any properly-equipped, interwebs-capable, hyphenation-resistant device.
In other words, responsibility now falls upon anxious shoulders of the hackers and tinkerers of the gadget world to come up with worthwhile applications for location awareness. To get started, here are a few things on which you could understandably want to stick a tracking device:
Get working, people.
Comments (1)If I wanted to see Keanu as Spike, I’d just go back and rewatch some old episodes, mentally dubbing each of his sharply philosophical lines with a deadpan “Whoa.”
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