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Is that an App I see?

Window/Mac only: Social networking site Wakoopa tracks the applications you're using through a small utility and uploads that information to its web site, where you can track what programs you use, review your favourites, and find new software through recommendations based on what others use.
When I read this piece in Lifehacker, I knew I had to try it out.wakoopa I love trying out new software and applications, this app seemed to be a perfect fit. I signed up at the website a couple of days ago and the graphs it throws up are very interesting. I found out that I spend a lot of time using Firefox, duh! no surprise there. Still, I found the website quite good and it suggests new software for me to try out, which is probably why I’m going to keep it around.
Lifehacker threw up another suggestion for me today and it was something I had always been on the lookout for.
If you're looking for a simple way to catalogue your piles of movies, music, books, games, and software GuruLib is a handy tool for cataloguing them all in the same place.
gurulib Now while there are a lot of media cataloguing software out there, from offline to online solutions, they usually focus on just one category say books (think Shelfari/Library Thing) or movies (Griffith/DVD Corral).

For my extensive catalogue of books (2.93 GB thanks to RS, and growing), I’m using Calibre which has a feature set that seems made to order for me. The most important one is that it physically re-organizes the books on my hard drive (9000 files and 667 folders say it is a must have feature). Also it has built in viewers for most formats including .lit for which I needed MS Reader before.

But I did need an app which would let me keep track of games, movies and software. Gurulib was perfect (tried Mediaman but it does not track software plus it is a paid app) and free!

Now I have just two requests for the developers –
  • update the UI (it is so web 1.0) and
  • a desktop app would be just great.
Well I’m off to play with my shiny new toy…um..did I say toy? I meant seriously review an application which will help people. There, that sounds much better!

Update: I’m sticking with Calibre, Gurulib did not work out for me…

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