Thinking of Sammy
Sammy was brainiac idea #3,943 for me. The idea was to arm a computer program with your everyday routine. Where you go, what yer doing, where you'd most likely be on a given day. Then Sammy would pro-actively drill into you, with potential suggestions, or things it knew about you that it kept tabs on.
Sammy knows I have an xbox, it knows I wanted to rent that Kane and Lynch game, the minute the game comes available at blockbuster it reminds me to go get it, maybe calls ahead and reserves it for me. I knows my library books are in, reminds me to get them based on measure of importance i told it about the library. Sammy knows I like jazz music and free food, it recomends I check out Staci's after work, its on the way home, not to far off the beaten path. Sammy knows me, and is connected to everything I'm connected to.
In the age of the increasily large and ever growing social graph, the personal assistant will be huge. That was the idea anyways. It could still happen of course.
I could see myself chatting in the car, as I often do, thinking about things. I kinda wish I had Sammy this morning. I wanted Sammy to set up some appointments for me, remind me to call some places, even go ahead and start my mac as I neared the office. Load up my ritualistic RSS feeds, gimme the summary in 20 items or less. Then remind me to go downstairs at 11:39 so i can be the first in line for lunch.
The age of the sammy is coming. My sammy was orginally thought up as happy hour finder. An idea I had since the day the WEP became possible on cell phones. Now a days I'm suprised there still isnt a decent happy hour finder like tool. Google has expanded its reach into Sammy space with the ability to find you, and then simply ask you want you want.
But thats old thinking, asking me what I want, any dull brained app can do that. Thats old school, me drill into you same old crap. NO, my Sammy would drill into me. It'd be fuzzy logic enabled, it'd know my routine, it'd be my little chipper friend knockin at my desktop door saying, hey man its 5pm, shouldnt you be outie, get some grub on the way home.
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