If you ever met me you know I am a long-standing uber loyal MacUser. Not one of these OMG the new shiny/shiny is out I have to get me some sort of MacUser. I am the I have a Mac SE under my desk that I upgraded to a 52MG hard drive and thought I was all that sort of MacUser. (for my young readers, read the history of Apple)
So today, I am proud to announce I have finally left the ranks of dissatisfied Blackberry users and crossed over to the iPhone side. Of course it is love at first site. For the first time ever, I took my (fully charged) phone out of the box, synched it to my computer in under 3 minutes and went about my day.
No loss of data.
In celebration of this momentous event I have started a new blog:
No, I am not kidding. Here is a little screen shot.
I apologize to RIM for this. And honestly at the beginning I loved the Blackberry. But I probably hold the record for both more units needing to be replaced AND the most forced, pull-out-the-battery restarts in a day.
I am soliciting submissions from people on how they choose to express the grief they have had from their Blackberries. (video or photo).
So hop on over. And feel free to send in your submissions. Be creative and don’t be shy.
Now here is a street vendor who has got it going on. If you look at the signage in the background, you will see that he is parked right in front of the Apple store on West 14th Street. This dude has set up shop in the ultimate location, selling all the i-accesorries you could ever need. Talk about a captive market.
We just need to help him work on his signage a little bit… not all that tasteful.
Then again, that yellow and red can’t be missed. Sometimes tacky works.
Lately I have become a little obsessed with the instagram app on my ipod touch. I still suffer from iphone wannabeeism (waiting not so patiently for the Verzion iphone). But having the touch has allowed me to play with all the apps the other kids have. And when I say the other kids I mean the ones with AT&T iphones who suffer from another plight – that of the constantly dropping call.
Life is imperfect.
I am also one who has a hard time relaxing. When I have time off I tend to mark my days by accomplishments just the same. How many loads of laundry, how many meals cooked, items baked… see a pattern here?
Yesterday I folded and went for plain old feet up, read a book relaxing. I took the opp to document it and did not realize the titles of the books on the table until I looked at the photo today… Love and The Meaning of Life. Funny enough, The Art of Doing Nothing is also somewhere in that pile.
I think I might get used to doing nothing…