Google Latitude, that is.
So, how much do you like new technology? Do you like it enough to give up a lot of privacy?
Sadly, I do.

A new feature on Google Maps called “Latitude” provides you the ability to see where your friends are - and allows them see where you are - using GPS or cell tower triangulation. Now, at any time you can manually set your location, or turn off tracking altogether, but the general idea is that you leave it on all the time - and (certain) people know where you are. Pretty scary. I have a couple of friends who are connected to me (and several who ignored the request), and I find it convenient to be able to see who’s in town, if they’re at home, etc. When we decide to meet for lunch, I can get a real-time update to see how far away they are without having to text and say “where you be at?” So, that’s cool.
Worth it? Absolutely not. Cool? Absolutely.
Email me if you want to play.
Show 2 Comments | Add a CommentI think it’s important to push the limits of your comfort zone. I’m not talking about jumping out of an airplane or singing karaoke, but rather doing things on a regular basis that push you outside of the boundaries of what you would consider a typical day.
I think a balanced life is all about perspective and recognizing what’s important and what isn’t; what’s worth worrying about and what is worth blowing off. And yet, knowing this does not always help. So whenever I do anything that pushes the limits - my limits, I get edgy. Is that normal? I don’t really know. I imagine that some of it is fairly normal, but I think I have a real problem with perspective. I have a problem stepping back and thinking, “what’s the worst that can happen if this situation goes wrong?” In my case - the answer is usually “nothing.” Or at the very least, it would result in a minor bump in the road. Rationally, I know this. It’s not like my life is on the line, or that I’ll actually lose everything if event XYZ does not go smoothly, but that is not always communicated to the rest of my body. The feeling in the pit in my stomach, the cold hands and feet, the rapid heart rate. Is it chemical? Maybe. I am hoping so to some extent. But maybe not… maybe I need to give my mind a workout on a regular basis. It reminds me of what happens when you physically workout - or rather, you don’t. The less you do - the smaller you get, the weaker you get, and the more pain you go through when you do actually have to “exert” yourself. I need to keep pushing out of the shell in order to get far enough out to gain some perspective. I need to voluntarily do the things I don’t like to do more often so that I don’t dread those things when I actually have to do them.
Here’s to keeping perspective.
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