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It seems to me that there is all sorts of interesting
statistical information that can be collected about my
regular habits and routines. Well, interesting to me,
at
least. This smartphone app would aid in discovering
these patterns, by collecting copious amounts of data
about my day.
It would normally sit
idly
in the background recording information on my
location, speed, amount of motion, etc. Throughout
the day, I could log events as they came up, like so:
Thursday:
11:27 - Started feeling hungry
12:14 - Left to get lunch
12:22 - Arrived at El Taco Grande for lunch
12:26 - Ordered a Burrito Loco
12:31 - Burrito arrived
12:44 - Finished meal, left restaurant
12:54 - Arrived back at work
And so on throughout the day. All of this data would
be synched to a computer, where it could then be
analyzed for trends. For example, after logging
sufficient data, I might discover that traffic is worse
at
lunch on Thursdays, or at this particular
restaurant burritos take significantly longer to make
than tacos (but only before 1:00), or that I
spend longer at lunch earlier in the week rather than
later, or that I prefer eating Mexican food when I'm
working on a certain type of project.
Interesting trends might also pop up about my
commute, or other aspects of my life. I might
discover
that, for every minute after 8:00 I leave for work, my
commute is on average 25 seconds longer. Taking it
to
the next step, it might even be possible, for certain
types of data (such as the restaurant example above),
to share such information anonymously with other
users, allowing a much more detailed picture to be
formed.
What would be the point of all of this information? It
may not be terribly useful in the end, but it might at
least help prove or disprove things I've always
suspected about my daily routine, but have never had
a
simple way to test. Who knows—I might even
discover
something about myself I never knew!
Although, more likely it'll just turn me into an even
more neurotic, statistically obsessed version of
myself.
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// Although, more likely it'll just turn me into an even more neurotic, statistically obsessed version of myself. // |
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Grim and disturbing indeed, but at least you have a bright future as a professional baseball commentator. |
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Lots of signal, even more noise. |
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//at least you have a bright future as a professional
baseball commentator.// |
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Yikes. I hadn't considered that my neurosis might ever
rise to that level. |
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If this ever gets baked, just to be safe I may have to
leave
strict instructions with my family to put me down should
I
ever start showing the slightest interest in professional
sports. It's for my own good. |
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It's an intriguing point that the travel time to and from the establishment is more than the time taken to eat the food. |
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//It seems to me that there is all sorts of interesting statistical information that can be collected about my regular habits and routines.// |
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//All of this data would be synched to a computer, where it could then be analyzed for trends.// |
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I'm sure Google would love to bake this... |
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//all sorts of interesting statistical information //
sp: all sorts of statistics.
I'm all in favour of pointless statistics but an idea about trendy apps just brings out the curmudgeon in me. - |
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7:00 am: began gazing at navel.
7:04: noticed and admired how navel displays radial symmetry, contemplated meaning of similarity to symmetry of spiral galaxies
7:13 noticed navel made a funny gurgle noise, went to fridge, only found dead fish... |
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You took 4 minutes to decide on the burrito loco? |
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You took 4 minutes to decide on the burrito loco? What were you _really_ doing during those 4 minutes? |
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Have you ever BEEN to El Taco Grande at lunchtime? It's a
bloody madhouse! |
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I'm honestly not sure why I keep eating there, since I left
one item off the list above: 12:55 — Mad dash for the
restroom |
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Naah, he'd get sidetracked by the asymmetrical loading of the tamales, have a hissy fit, and have to be sedated. |
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