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50 ans d’informatique: #4 les HEC leader? Mais aussi vous!

Je viens d’apprendre que les HEC ont un laboratoire “spécialisé dans l’évaluation de l’expérience utilisateur (UX)” et même qu’ils offrent un programme de maîtrise… C’est très bien, je pense, mais cela ne veut pas dire que vous devriez continuer à faire des applications (de quelque genre que ce soit) sans aller voir ses usagers… Sinon on risque de faire des compartiments de compétence. J’espère en fait que les différentes organisations qui vous emploient favorisent le travail multi-disciplinaire et que donc vous pourriez avoir une équipe qui inclut des spécialistes en UX et qui vont vous impliquer dans la tâche de s’engager à développer votre produit pour les usagers. Sinon on se retrouve dans les vases clos d’autrefois, avec des ressentiments envers les personnes qui parlent plus fort, etc. Mais bon, est-ce que votre entreprise aura de tels spécialistes? Est-ce qu’on se trouve dans la situation que les budgets ne le permettraient pas, ou bien vous avez une idée et vous ne pouvez pas engager quelqu’un? Ce que je veux dire dans tout ça c’est que …

1978: COMPO, a Phototypesetting System

That was the title of my Master’s Thesis. It was written in French, at the Université de Montréal. It’s on microfilm at the University’s library (I’m not sure if I kept a copy, in all my moves!). Here’s a paper I wrote in French about it, in which you can see examples of what it did: My advisor hadn’t been too pushy or specific about what to do, and he was going to spend the year away on sabbatical… I guess that was a good way to let me be creative, even though I didn’t know that word at the time. Self-expression, self-determination, and even self-esteem weren’t part of my upbringing, and I had been told to be quiet early on as a child. But I had chosen this advisor, Paul Bratley, at first because in a presentation of the department’s professors, he had the most interesting field of interest. I shyly knocked on his door, intimidated by his look (what was it? His facial expression said I could be boring), and said I found …

The End of Year Tote Bags

Made of fabrics that were left from other projects… Many odd shapes that I cut and put together in a mosaic… The interfacing layer that makes the sides more rigid also adds to the solidity of the mosaic (considering also that those are different fabric types). This was a fun project! Both bags have a stiffer bottom made of the twill fabric with a thick canvas. The same twill fabric is used for the lining (inside the bag, and inside each pocket), and the handles (sewn around layers of canvas or other hard material).

my bike will be for sale soon

1999 LeMond Zurich, has a great history of riding several centuries like El Tour de Tucson and others with Team in Training. The original wheels (Rolf Vector Pro) were retired and replaced by the more supple and durable Mavic. The original computer, a Shimano FlightDeck, still has a running battery, but the Shimano Ultegra brake/shifter were replaced and the new model didn’t support it any more. The original stem was recalled and replaced by a sturdier one. I still have the owner’s manual, and Look pedals (not Cleo). It’s a 55cm. Steel frame, carbon fork, Shimano Ultegra 3×9, maintained attentively through the years. Extra new tire can be used to rotate the current one from the back to the front! You can get the Look pedals and the cleats are new. The original seat (Selle San Marco) was not so great and was replaced by a Serfas. This has been my greatest bike, and still a great pleasure to ride even compared to more modern ones. I don’t ride any more, and the racing position …

My Words / Mes Mots

My Words My words are like autumn leaves They follow the wind And seize a last ray from the sun To gather in my garden. Do I burn them? Or Let them work their seasonal way Into the ground, composting, Fertilizing my thoughts, Retiring in wintry silence? The sprouts of spring In my garden, announce Flowers, birds, and bees Words reworded Lines rewritten Paraphrased and edited And I hear, I listen to The rebirth of poetry. My words are like the summer leaves Invincible, solidly attached Basking in the sun Washing in the mist Dancing with the hummingbird: They have life! They aspire to be read, To be the voices in the head The sticky notes on a door That give you pleasure. I give you my words: They are to be planted In your garden. Mes Mots Mes mots sont comme les feuilles de l’automne Qui suivent le vent En recevant un dernier rayon du soleil Avant de tomber dans mon jardin. Dois-je les brûler, Ou Les laisser faire leur travail saisonnier Se décomposant …