I have wanted to get back to the voice recognition in Windows Vista for a while. I had messed with it a year ago, and was impressed with how well it worked. But I don’t like having a wired microphone hanging off my head–it limits my mobility–so I abandoned it. This morning, on a lark, I tried it out again with a genuinely awful mic that was unable to reach a minimally acceptable recording level. I was pleasantly surprised that, despite the overall crappiness of the mic, I could use my voice to launch Word on the first try. Then I dictated a short test paragraph, and got, well, this:
The lunch with a time that I thought unlikely to live with how-to thing you can voice recognition. On the other hand, the 13th inning with a platoon of that that have the legal level made it very difficult for me to live each day.
I will very much enjoy going back and reading the text that my head that has interpreted plumbing. I suspect it may be a stream of consciousness local alternate reality led by all the words like they are converted into a different language, and in venture of a high and low pay and which not only that he realizes that have anything to do a lot of religion and fled.
I wonder how we’ve done?
There’s nothing from Halloween chillingly Korean about all of that.