Recycle This!

RantWoman thanks everyone she met at Accessibility Camp Seattle this weekend. This year's event was not nearly as geek-filled as last year. But a whole bunch of jusst conversations flowered.

RantWoman still took in some substantive dollops of technical content. In particular:

--Gleaned at the Afterparty: Microsoft is designed its software aimed at developers so that Narrator, Microsoft's built-in screen reader uses the same API as some other part of the testing process. Microsoft is also designing its developer software so that accessibility tests can be conducted as one works, not just in one high-stakes drama after most of a product is coded. RantWoman expects that it still will be possible to overlook the testing and brilliantly build inaccessible products. RantWoman is still impressed with this thinking.

--"Everyone," loosely defined is overwhelmed by Facebook. How to present the right dollops of content is a problem occupying many bright minds. RantWoman is thus free to give the topic a rest and focus on some of her many other fusses. This sounds like a better idea than merely being creeped out by all the possibilities for overprediction....

There was an opportunity to spec out an app to be built over the weekend. It turned out there were only a couple actual coders there. RantWoman is unclear whether anyone actually pitched an idea. RantWoman herself belatedly wants to call out an idea for an app that is desparately needed.

At the end of the day RantWoman was staring at the table of blobs now emitted by Seattle Public Utilities to accompany the multitudinous containers available for people to sort their trash into. RantWoman LOVES that people in Seattle sort our trash. RantWoman is among many who, when told this looks REALLY weird to outsiders just says "why thank you" and returns to separating the compostable from the recyclable. RantWoman is a big fan of recycling. However the recycling poster just melts RantWoman's brain. RantWoman wants some kind of app so that if she had a smarter phone, she could wave the phone over the piece of trash and receive recommendations about which category / which container the trash belongs in.

Mention was made of Q codes. RantWoman was thinking bar codes or those funny symbols on plastic. RantWoman was not feeling particularly discriminating. Besides it was the end of the day and the coders were nowhere to be found....