I have my coke, I ate my twisties and I realise that to answer the question in the previous post I can say:
Web search engines are used to retrieve information on the world wide web. If I wanted to "Google" myself I would type into the Google search interface my name in inverted commas, "Leisa Gibbons". This will send information to Google's database of webpages and indexes and retrieve all entries that have those two words connected together as a phrase. The way these entries got into the database in the first place was because Google sends out a special bot or spider that collects information about webpages, including downloading copies of them, into their database. This is primarily done through hyperlinks from web page to web page. In order to find all the results of Googling "Leisa Gibbons" the Google database will present links to webpages the spider has found with my name in it. Currently there are 5 entries for "Leisa Gibbons" and two of them point to this blog. Thus the three elements of a search engine are; 1. the interface where the query is entered (Google search page); 2. the database in which information is stored (Google's database and cache); and 3. the spider or indexer that trawls the collected information (Google's spider which is deployed on the web).
Thursday, June 21, 2007
I am panicking!
How do I answer this question: Demonstrate that you understand the functions of three main elements of an Internet search engine?
What are the three main elements?
What are the three main elements?
I did not post yesterday
Because it was Alfio's birthday. He is old. OLD OLD OLD OLD. I am however, young and sprightly. I have realised that I have lost the edge, the need to be witty, to be different, the will to be constantly evolving. So the questions are; is it because I live in suburbia with my partner and do ordinary things, OR is it because that is what happens when you are 34, OR is it because my own eccentricities are so imbued into my very being I cannot see them objectively enough to try and maintain them anymore OR that I am bored OR that I think about this shit too much when I am supposed to be learning about fair dealing in copyright law in Australia?
By the way,
AARLIN, which stands for the Australian Academic Research Library and Information Network is in fact a collaborative technological project which involves creating a portal for access to multiple subscription databases. It was initiated in 1999 and was launched in 2005 and is only mildly successful. Major problems include the linking together of various search systems in the variety of databases they have attempted to cover. For example: some databases do not provide all the seven usual fields for searching, (those are keyword, title, author, ISBN, year, ISSN, subject) and others offer more than these seven. Of the forty or so universities in Australia, only 12 of them have paid the $3500 yearly subscription to this service. Of those, the Faculty Librarian at ECU at the South West Campus actively dis-encourages its use, calling it ineffective as a searching tool. However, the benefits of this project have a much broader scope, including showing how Australian Academic Libraries can work together and that a consortium model can be used to achieve a collaborative project.
By the way,
AARLIN, which stands for the Australian Academic Research Library and Information Network is in fact a collaborative technological project which involves creating a portal for access to multiple subscription databases. It was initiated in 1999 and was launched in 2005 and is only mildly successful. Major problems include the linking together of various search systems in the variety of databases they have attempted to cover. For example: some databases do not provide all the seven usual fields for searching, (those are keyword, title, author, ISBN, year, ISSN, subject) and others offer more than these seven. Of the forty or so universities in Australia, only 12 of them have paid the $3500 yearly subscription to this service. Of those, the Faculty Librarian at ECU at the South West Campus actively dis-encourages its use, calling it ineffective as a searching tool. However, the benefits of this project have a much broader scope, including showing how Australian Academic Libraries can work together and that a consortium model can be used to achieve a collaborative project.
In Perth...
We don't have shootings in the middle of the city or elsewhere really.
We also do not have works from the Guggenheim collection residing in our State Art Gallery for a winter exhibition.
We also do not have works from the Guggenheim collection residing in our State Art Gallery for a winter exhibition.
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
I appreciate sentiment...
And occasionally I know what it feels like. While I am busily being the person who waits for their partner to come home, excited cos they will get to see them again today, yet completely stressed cos I have an exam tomorrow, I have been reflecting on reflection. The two core fundamentals, as I see it, in Knowledge management is firstly, reflective practice, where knowing and understanding in action is crucial to moving forward, by looking at the past. This lesson of history is so not new it is ridiculous, but it this revelation shows the linkages in life, in learning and in self, as is what is destined to happen. The second core fundamental, and you will laugh at this one as well in its complete simplicity; relationships. Now I am stealing this a bit from one of my lectures, but the point is so clear and so absurdly right. And again with the linkages to LIFE, relationships are one of the most important things we have and have the ability to build and nurture and grow with. Relationships are about us and how we see ourselves through other people. Organisational relationships are still relationships with people.
And so this brings me to something that has been flitting around the edges of my brain for a while, but I have been sidebarring because I am trying to become a librarian dammit. Repetition of relationships and the value of reflection in the history of our own small, meaningless lives. Behaviour with one person can be repeated with another: I guess this is personality showing itself. Behaviour can be over time though. Think of the patterns of relationships, both sexual, loving, difficult, nasty, friendships, heart-breaking, heart-lifting. Our personalities dictate these as well. Our reactions and our comfort zone reminds us always what we like, who we like and how we achieve pleasure or happiness. We search for it. I know this is not new, but it brings me to the point of reflective practice, to know yourself, to understand your reactions so you can act instead of react. Does this or can this actually change anything about your personality?
A couple of things have happened to me recently that make me wonder about how we can ever possibly hope to know ourselves enough to stop reaction. I have come to realise that I have no capacity to gauge when I am stressed or emotional. On two occasions I have realised that I am feeling emotions that I do not understand and cannot express. Now I am not just talking about things like sadness or being tired - these are states of mind. I mean those deep impacted emotions that dictate how you behave and when you react blindly. This is difficult to explain and the incidents are too personal to tell the world about. Needless to say, the value of reflection and reflective practice is being undermined by these incidents.
Flynn, I miss you too. To answer your question about what is going on 4500kms away; well study and lots of shagging actually. Not enough to stop me from putting on weight though. My double chins have grown into triplicates and it is stressing me beyond compare. Before I left Perth to come to Melbourne I had put on weight and lost it soon after I arrived. And now, again, when I am in Perth, I put it back on. It is the sedintary, suburban, pig fucker life style here. I live in the hard core burbs and the only thing near me that is vaguely interesting is a fish and chip shop and a mechanic. I have to catch the bus everywhere, there is no walking down Glennferrie road, no Carlton Gardens and nothing but Knowledge Management and Information Access and sitting on my butt staring at this computer. HOWEVER, SPESHIE arrives on Saturday and hopefully I will get to do some exploring and hanging out. OH GOD I NEED HANGING OUT. I am going crazy also thinking about the Melbourne International Film Festival going on without me this year. Last year I only saw three films, but still, I love it and I need to be near it. I had hoped to come back in August, but it probably wont happen. I will however be back in November, for a wedding, not my own, so don't get too excited.
Love you all.
And so this brings me to something that has been flitting around the edges of my brain for a while, but I have been sidebarring because I am trying to become a librarian dammit. Repetition of relationships and the value of reflection in the history of our own small, meaningless lives. Behaviour with one person can be repeated with another: I guess this is personality showing itself. Behaviour can be over time though. Think of the patterns of relationships, both sexual, loving, difficult, nasty, friendships, heart-breaking, heart-lifting. Our personalities dictate these as well. Our reactions and our comfort zone reminds us always what we like, who we like and how we achieve pleasure or happiness. We search for it. I know this is not new, but it brings me to the point of reflective practice, to know yourself, to understand your reactions so you can act instead of react. Does this or can this actually change anything about your personality?
A couple of things have happened to me recently that make me wonder about how we can ever possibly hope to know ourselves enough to stop reaction. I have come to realise that I have no capacity to gauge when I am stressed or emotional. On two occasions I have realised that I am feeling emotions that I do not understand and cannot express. Now I am not just talking about things like sadness or being tired - these are states of mind. I mean those deep impacted emotions that dictate how you behave and when you react blindly. This is difficult to explain and the incidents are too personal to tell the world about. Needless to say, the value of reflection and reflective practice is being undermined by these incidents.
Flynn, I miss you too. To answer your question about what is going on 4500kms away; well study and lots of shagging actually. Not enough to stop me from putting on weight though. My double chins have grown into triplicates and it is stressing me beyond compare. Before I left Perth to come to Melbourne I had put on weight and lost it soon after I arrived. And now, again, when I am in Perth, I put it back on. It is the sedintary, suburban, pig fucker life style here. I live in the hard core burbs and the only thing near me that is vaguely interesting is a fish and chip shop and a mechanic. I have to catch the bus everywhere, there is no walking down Glennferrie road, no Carlton Gardens and nothing but Knowledge Management and Information Access and sitting on my butt staring at this computer. HOWEVER, SPESHIE arrives on Saturday and hopefully I will get to do some exploring and hanging out. OH GOD I NEED HANGING OUT. I am going crazy also thinking about the Melbourne International Film Festival going on without me this year. Last year I only saw three films, but still, I love it and I need to be near it. I had hoped to come back in August, but it probably wont happen. I will however be back in November, for a wedding, not my own, so don't get too excited.
Love you all.
The Hollywood Librarian Trailer
The Patriot Act effects everyone, not just Americans. Do you know about the Telecommunications (Interception) Amendment Act 2006?
Its now
Not only do I have to study for exams, but I have to do three four
Friday, June 08, 2007
I am having a hard time concentrating...
Just finished a 2500 word essay that came out at 8000, but was told that appendix information did not count towards real word count, so it still feels like I got carried away and I have small bit of sheer terror in pit of stomach; cos its sheer, it is not as substantial. I am not made of the stuff that others are, and everyone knows it. Time is making me distintegrate.
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