A couple of weeks ago, while scrolling through my usual morning blog feeds, I ran across something that stopped me in my digital tracks.
Amazon unveiled its new home personal assistant, the Echo. I read the information. I read it again. I watched the video. It was currently available by invitation only, so I requested an invitation.
Personal assistants don’t work well for me on my phone. Work email group security policy dictates that my phone must be pin-locked.
Why do I want it?
I’d like to be elbow deep in a recipe and be able to holler “What’s the ratio of milk and vinegar to get a substitute for buttermilk?” or “Add celery to my shopping list.”
I’d like to have my hands full of knitting and say “Play my favorite playlist.”
Being unable to see my clock until I put my glasses on in the morning, I’d like to say “What time is it?” Or even, possibly, “How much snow did we get overnight?” (any excuse to work from home, you know)
This all might sound like overly simple stuff, but I’m intrigued. And I’m even more intrigued as to what it might be able to do in the future.
I’ve seen commenters concerned about privacy, and the fact it could record everything you say. In my case, I live alone. If it would like to record me yelling “SPIT IT OUT!” at my dog or swearing at a video game, it can have at it.
I received my invitation yesterday. It will be arriving tomorrow.