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Tuesday, 03 November 2009

  • Standing on the Bleeding Edge

    Motorola and Verizon have teamed up to bring us the Droid (video below).  I know it's the first gen, and I don't want to end up like early iPhone adopters, but I'm this close to giving a testicle to buy the damn thing.  Actually, I would just use money.

    Looking at the phone, I am stoked about it being on the Verizon network, mostly because they have the largest 3G network.  Not an issue if you never leave NYC, but I get some travel under my belt.  I also love the idea of having a physical keyboard.  I've played with the iPhone's virtual keyboard.  Either I need a lot more practice, or it's just not for me.  However, there are some things that would warrant waiting.

    I hear the keyboard is a bit too flat, and the keys aren't offset, which means you don't get as much physical feedback on where your finger actually is on the button.  Also, it apparently does not have world-roaming capabilities.  However, the first adopters will develop enough interest and funds for that to be able to change.  Well, definitely the keyboard thing.

    There's a term known as being at the "bleeding-edge of technology."  It refers to people that are the early adopters of a technology that isn't firmly entrenched in society.  Sometimes it's good to be there, sometimes it isn't.  The bleeding edge people are the people who provide the initial drive and funding for the technology to become mainstream.  Most of the time, it's what floats the company/technology along for the time it takes it to become popular, and for the price to come down so the masses will buy it.  Other times, it represents the start of a small war.  Remember Blu-Ray vs. HD-DVD (or VHS vs Beta-Max).  Bleeding-edgers who bought the PS3 helped win that one for Blu-Ray.  The porn industry is what won it for VHS.

    [This is a bit of nerd talk]  I remember buying an 802.11a/b/g card in 2003.  802.11g is now the standard, however there was a lot of speculation over which would win, and all three were in use.  If you didn't have the right one when you needed it, you were screwed.  Rather than stepping out onto the edge completely, so the card basically future-proofed me.  Kind of like if you purchased a player that played Blu-Ray and HD-DVD.

    *Late Edit*
    So, about 10 minutes after I post this entry, I find out that the European version of the phone is called the Milestone.  That means that it will use a SIM chip (which may work here with SIM chips like the one in Verizon Blackberrys), and that it supports pinching to zoom.  The pinching to zoom can probably be added easily, but the SIM capability can't.  Only downside is that it would require that I pay full price for the phone.

Friday, 30 October 2009

  • Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi; you're my only hope.

    Sometime being the go to guy isn't all it's cracked up to be.

    Like doing homework?  Doesn't matter.  It also doesn't matter that you never took the subject, or haven't touched the material in a decade.  As long as you can figure it out, your phone is a homework hotline.  I specialize in Pre-K, junior high, high school and college courses.

    Resume writing?  Your ability to turn words into better words instantly qualifies you for the position.  I've gotten people jobs with the resumes I've written.  The best part is, there's no lying involved.  take words that describe your skills and abilities and weave them into a rainbow of awesomeness.

    Know the law?  I might as well be Johnnie Cochran.  The sad thing is, a LOT of people just don't know the laws.  I mean stuff that constitutes your basic rights.

    Have a lack of drama in life?  Don't worry, you can have everyone else's.

    What actually prompted this revelation was my desire to change phones and carriers.  My current plan has unlimited incoming calls, and 500 anytime minutes (which pretty much means outgoing), so I decided to look at usage to figure out what plan I would need, since this one isn't offered anymore.  When I looked at my call breakdown I was shocked:

    Incoming: 1,093 minutes
    Anytime: 138 minutes
    Nights and Weekends: 381 (This is where I usually call family that hasn't called me.)

    There is a large disparity between me making calls and people calling me.  According to Billshrink.com, most of my phone time occurs on Monday (293 minutes) and tapers off until Sunday (53) minutes.

    Lastly (and this was the shocker), one person makes up 19% of my phone time!  That means that for every 5 minutes that I spend on the phone, almost 1 minute is spent with them.

    On a related note, I almost broke down and fully considered an iPhone.  However, Verizon unveiled it's Droid.  Videos are at the bottom of the page.  This may be my next phone.

Tuesday, 27 October 2009

  • You have to answer that first

    In a relationship, women ask a lot of questions.  The problem is, many of these questions are just traps to start a fight.  This is different from the "Twist your words" game they play in that, rather than take what you actually said and twisting it, they ask a loaded question that, if answered, is cause for an argument.  Here are a few examples of the questions:
    1. Which one of my friends would you sleep with? (Sometimes with "If we broke up," added.
    2. Which one of my friends do you think is the prettiest?
    3. If I died, would you get remarried/date one of my friends?

    The biggest problem with this is that, according to the rules that they apparently set, you do not have the option to not answer the question, or to give a null answer.  In the case of a null answer, they will state that you "have to" make a choice, and that you "just pick one."  Let's look at an example of the game:

    Her: Which one of my friends do you think is the prettiest?
    Him: Babe, I don't look at your friends like that.
    Her: Oh, come one.  I'm just asking which one you think is the prettiest.
    Him: I don't know.  I wouldn't really pick one.
    Her: Oh, just pick one.  It doesn't matter.  (This is the bacon-flavored bait.)
    Him: Fine.  Um.. Jenn.
    Her: Jenn?!  Do you think Jenn is prettier than me?
    Him: No.  You just asked me to pick one, so I did.
    Her: So, you want to sleep with Jenn?  Is that who you are going to cheat on me with?
    Him: This is bullshit!

    Attempts to avoid the question rarely work.  Saying "I don't know.  Give me some time to think about it," in an attempt to see if she will forget to ask you later won't work.  No one forgets where they placed the landmine. 

    That's why men need to start a new game: "You Answer That First".  Here is how it works: She asks you a loaded question.  Then you either force a fumble or intercept.

    The Interception is "That's a loaded question.  How about you answer that first."  The idea here is that you want her to see the absurdity of the question (mostly because if you wanted to sleep with her friends, you would just sleep with her friends.  Furthermore, sleeping with her friends would only cause headaches).  Her refusal to answer becomes grounds for your refusal to answer.  If she answers, just jump to what to do while you have the ball.

    There's the chance that she will refuse to answer the question first if you just say it like that, or that she will pressure you more.  That's when you go to try the Forced Funble.  You stall for time by saying you're not sure, and then say "what about you?"  If she stalls, that's where you offer suggested answers (generally not ones that she would say), in order to lower her defenses.  Let's look at it in action:

    Her: If we broke up,which one of my friends would you sleep with?
    Him: Babe, I don't look at your friends like that.  What about you?
    Her: Huh?
    Him: Which one of my friends would you sleep with?
    Her: None of them
    Him: You have to pick one of them.  What about Pat Stango?  (This is the obviously wrong answer that you feed her.)
    Her: Ewww.  Not Pat.
    Him: Well, then, pick one.
    Her: Roger Hailes, I guess.
    Him: What the hell! Roger!

    Now you have the ball.  If she tries to ask you to answer the question ignore it, and continue to act mad about the guy she named.  If possible, leave the area entirely.  Say you have to run to the store or something.  Later, if it comes up again, talk about it in a calm manner.  Try to use phrases like "I trust you," "I was just surprised when you said him" and "Let's just not talk about it anymore."  For extra points, follow it up with a a quick kiss.  Finally, quickly busy yourself with something, or leave the area.

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