WifiMug.org data and doing the right thing
WifiMug.org (“Caffeinated and Unstrung”) was a moderately successful community collaboration I built and ran to catalog good coffee shops to work out of, originally and most successfully in Seattle, then spread to Vancouver, Portland, Chicago, Boston, and New York.
It was also an experiment in extracting structured data from semi-structured, free form wiki like data entry.
I moved away, and the site kept running itself. Eventually the spammers overwhelmed the community and I had to shut it down. I feel bad about this. Bringing back (and rewriting) WifiMug is on the todo list, it’s on the given-the-ability-to-freeze-time todo list. (by far the longest of my todo lists)
So I spent 15 minutes attempting to do the right thing, and all the data (and all the spam) is available for download under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike license.
The dump contains the following directories per city:
databasecontains the raw text of the wiki pages that represented each of the cafes (and the various meta pages).
metadatacontains some of the structured data, per page
rcsthe history of each page. (yes rcs)
Ideally I’d do more. Ideally I’d scrub the data, port it to some sane format, tease out the implicit metadata encoded in the markup, attribute all of the various community members, etc. But I’m trying to not let the perfect be the enemy of the ok. This is a minimal competence thing.
And ideally we’d should be able to hope and expect that Yahoo! would do something like this with the infinitely more important and influential del.icio.us data set — dedicate a few weeks or months of time to preserving one of the greatest new libraries of our time, possibly donating it to Archive.org or the LoC. But nothing makes you uncomfortable like holding Y! to a standard you aren’t personally living up to.
All done/written under the influence of 30k feet and 10 minutes of reflection, treat accordingly.
ps. I almost got all of this into 140 characters, but failed. I hate the way blog posts feel so flabby and fluffy after the compressed kinetic energy of a tweet. I mean Anil makes me feel all noble doing it, but I miss my creative restrictions.