It’s just struck me that my Outlook Calendar is a lot like keeping a diary.
Flicking back through the weeks and years (it goes back to 1998) each page is stacked with appointments, notes, places and people, detailing every day in my life; all it lacks is a ‘Dear Diary’ on each page. Combined with a blog, I’ll look back aged 100 and dream endless memories. Not sure all that strap-a-camera-and-a-terabyte-hard-disk stuff the MIT guys are doing is really necessary. Memories aren’t pixel-perfect, after all; they’re idealised perspectives and selected highlights, and reviewing an MP4 of anyone’s life would be 99% dull as ditchwater. Reading a diary, however, is always fascinating.
