Thursday, March 31, 2005
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Wake up time story
Find out what happens to poor Barry, the French speaking Marsian, next time...
Thursday, March 24, 2005
102.8 Weird Things
To start with:
PICTURES FOR ADDRESS BOOK ENTRIES:
Fact: Most people with flip phones use the "open to answer function." This is especially true if you have a flip phone like mine, which has ANOTHER display on the OUTSIDE of the phone, to tell you who is calling. ("Open to answer" means that when you open the phone, it automatically answers the incoming call. You can turn this function on and off.)
Fact: This phone has the option to link a picture with an address book entry.
Now tell me, what is the worth of having a picture linked to an address book entry if you never see it???! There are 2 likely scenarios:
With open to answer turned off:
Phone rings; User looks at outside display and decides whether she/he/it (hereafter referred to as "it") wants to open the phone and answer it; User opens phone and briefly sees the picture which is linked to the address book entry while pressing the green button;
With open to answer turned on:
Phone rings; User looks at outside display and decides whether it wants to open the phone and answer it; User opens phone and pushes the green button, never seeing the picture which is linked to the address book entry.
Get the point??? In both situations It doesn't use the picture to identify the caller, It uses the outside display to identify the caller!
Here is an unlikely scenario, which SOMEONE at Motorola had apparently delusionalised about:
With open to answer turned off:
Phone rings; User either never noticed that there was an outside display, forgets about it while in a reverie about what it would be like to be a human cannonball, or It just sees the value of getting hand exercise by opening the flip to see who it is -- even if it turns out to be someone they didn't want to talk to; User opens phone and sees the picture which is linked to the address book entry; User laughs at how dumb it is; User decides whether to press the green button;
Bummer. I don't have time to write about the 101.8 other weird things about this cell phone and the general lack of logic that cell phone makers have. Maybe another time? Argh.
Oh....A lot of people do dumb things like this on their blog, so here goes.
Here is my Nonsense Run On Sentence of the Day:
I wish that people would quit thinking about why they have to go to work every day and just look at it as a privilege to serve major corporations who provide us with so many things which improve our life on a daily basis and make us all feel special in ways we didn't even know even existed or desisted or withstanded the tests of time and slime and sublime beauteous layers of well meaning stuff that people say just to make us feel better when we are down or up or just loitering about as though we were wondering what the meaning of life is even though we really do know what it is and just don't want to pop their's or their friend's bubbles.
Thank you for your quite sacrificial readership. Believe me, there is no better way to spend/sacrifice your time.
Saturday, March 12, 2005
Jallagher Games
James Gallagher is a busy person:
Things I have been up to lately...(Click on each of them for details)
Getting mega-shunned Celebrating St. Patrick's day Playing soccer Playing football in Australia Becoming a Doctor Doctoring AND boxing Going missing Going deaf -- and blind Commiting fraud Going insane Commiting treason
OK, so very funny, right? But here's the point, google has made me lose my sense of identity. When I searched for myself, I realized that I wasn't the only James Gallagher out there. It is scary. It makes me feel kind of like...not unique. If you have an even half-way common name, you should try this. It is quite a reality check. There is this strange urge to compare myself to all of them, to kind of see how I measure up against all those other James Gallaghers. Some of them I am tempted to covet, others I am tempted to look down on. For some, I feel sympathy, others, I feel of a sense of shame to even share their name. This is can be somewhat disturbing.
Monday, March 07, 2005
But...um, it's still mooing
Hope and I went out to Culpepper for our 8 month anniversary. It was our first time there, and we are not wont to haunt upscale steakhouses on a regular basis. You will understand my wife's surprise then, when the waiter told her to cut into the steak right then and there. "Ma'am, would you cut into your steak please?" "What?", Hope replied. He had really put her on the spot, unexpectedly. "Yes. Would you please cut into your steak and see that it is to your liking?" My wife is not that type. First of all, she is not that picky. Secondly, she would not think of cutting a steak in front of the whole restaurant, and sending it back to the kitchen to be simmered to her preferred perfection. "Oh. No -- I'm sure it's fine. Thank you.", she stammered gently." As soon as he was gone, it was all both of us could do to keep from breaking into laughter. I guess we still have a lot of learning to do about upscale dining. The question is, do we want to learn it?