On the BBC web site, Ian McDonald talks about being an uploaded personality:
I can load photographs, blog entries, make comments, assume avatars from anywhere in the world. My geographical location is unimportant: Ian2 is global, spread across thousands of servers.
Can’t find you on Twitter, though, mate. 🙂
course not. It’s too fashionable. It still seems a bit compulsive. ‘I’m on the train!’n is boring. ‘I’m on the plane{in the Hudson}’ is intersting and appropriate. ‘I’m cutting my toenails’ isn’t, unless it turns into Twitter-haiku, which shoumd be the default form. Anyway, it inolves cellphones. I think I have one somewhere…
Oh, it is compulsive alright. But the combination of Twitter and the iPhone makes me feel like wearable computing is just about there. All I really need now is free roaming. I’m going to feel so crippled in Dublin.