an update on the mylifebits project. when are they productizing?

Gordon Bell will never forget what I look like. He'll never forget what I sound like, either. Actually, he'll never forget a single detail about me.

That's because when I first met the 72-year-old computer scientist, he was recording my every move. He had a tiny bug-eyed camera around his neck, and a small audio recorder at his elbow. As we chatted about various topics -- Australian jazz musicians, his futuristic cell phone, the Seattle area's gorgeous weather -- Bell's gear quietly logged my every gesture and all my blathering small talk, snapping a picture every 60 seconds. Back at his office, his computer had carefully archived every document related to me: all the email I'd sent him, copies of my articles he'd read, pages he'd surfed on my blog.