Semantic Web Spam (SWAM)

I was just looking at the Workshop on Models of Trust for the Web (which I was hipped to through Dragomir Radev‘s ilist) and was delighted to read an articulation of something I was just talking to a West Pole colleague about, namely abusing inference engines used within the Semantic Web framework to mislead people. The description of this workshop names this Semantic Web Spam (SWAM)…

“As it gets easier to add information to the web via html
pages, wikis, blogs, and other documents, it gets tougher
to distinguish accurate information from inaccurate or
untrustworthy information. A search engine query usually
results in several hits that are outdated and/or from
unreliable sources and the user is forced to go through
the results and pick what she/he considers the most
reliable information based on her/his trust
requirements. With the introduction of web services, the
problem is further exacerbated as users have to come up
with a new set of requirements for trusting web services
and web services themselves require a more automated way
of trusting each other. Apart from inaccurate or outdated
information, we also need to anticipate Semantic Web Spam
(SWAM) where spammers publish false facts and scams to
deliberately mislead users. This workshop is interested in
all aspects of enabling trust on the web.”

On the Menu

On the Menu (AVI 1.9MB)

Julianne: Girl with yogurt
Wendy: Videographer
Dan: Writer, Director, and the voice of the bread.

Insipred by Julianne running around saying “I’m bread, I’m bread!”

took 7 takes to get the everything right 😉

mmmm. Music

The new Boards Of Canada album, The Campfire Headphase, sounds good.

What to do with those old floppy disks?

–UPDATED 5 Sept 2010–

Make a floppy disk wall clock !:
http://www.instructables.com/id/Make-a-Floppy-Disc-Wall-Clock/

Make a floppy disk bag:
http://www.instructables.com/id/Floppy-Disk-Bag/

Maybe make a floppy disk photo cube:
http://www.makingfriends.com/floppycube.htm

make a floppy disk pen caddy:
http://www.microsoft.com/canada/home/projectsandcrafts/2.5.33_recyclecomputerdisksandpartsintocrafts.asp

or my favorite, make the Starship Enterprise:
http://www.asciipr0n.com/archive/0013/bonnie/craft/

FloppyFairwell


FloppyFairwell
Originally uploaded by kinetisonic.

It’s been over 3 years since I’ve used a floppy disk. As I passed on my old computer to my brother, I found all these old creatures. There should be a video game that is populated by obsolete computer hardware – there certainly is enough at this point, and there will always be more to populate sequels.

shifting landscape

I actually find the way the functionality of Gmail and Flickr changes under my virtual feet to be thrilling.

changingFeatures

ok, so, I need some other excitement in my life, sure, ok, that’s true.

Phantom technology pressures

I feel myself caught between technological eras in that I want to purchase the Flaming Lips, Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots, but besides my computer I am not mp3 enabled (house, person or car), and yet find myself thinking for some reason that I should refrain from purchasing a physical CD.

Awareness of the social self on Last.fm

I was reading the ACM TechNews newsletter and ran into this article http://gtresearchnews.gatech.edu/newsrelease/playlist.htm and realized that deeply permeating my www.last.fm experience is the regular pressure of awareness of the possibility that my profile is being scrutinized by friends and strangers.

I also had been thinking lately about last.fm making evident and explicit what is normally an invisible and ephemeral activity: listening to music. Yeah, so someone could always check out your record/CD collection, but they didn’t know what you actually listened to (they could guess, as the most listened to are probably on the top of any stack). So, here is this evidence saying, yes, Dan really did listen to this Flaming Lips song 7 times since January. It’s more proof that I exist. Like this blog.

I wonder how much of this social software craze is driven by people that need more proof that they exist…