08.17.09
Posted in Uncategorized at 2:39 pm by Sulla
I first crashed my iPod Touch 2G soon after getting it, but the last few weeks it’s been happening almost daily, and with an ugly new twist: it would freeze, then when I hit the reset combination it would power down, get very hot, and stay dead until it drained the battery. I’ve read enough “exploding iPhone” stories to give my own overheating device a cautious respect; it’s still under warranty, so I made an appointment with the nearest Apple Store Genius Bar.
I suspected one path to the hang was unplugging the headphones and playing the internal speaker at high volume. On the way to the Apple Store I gave it a try and…boom. We’d timed our arrival just right; we were #2 in the queue, and had a mere five minute wait. The Pod was still dead and overheating when my name was called. The usual Genius troubleshooting came up short; our Genius whistled. “yeah, that’s not supposed to happen.” My replacement unit is on order.
My iPod killing spree continues. After killing every generation of iPod Nano, I gave up and switched to a Sansa Fuze I still use as a backup. But I got hooked on the Touch this past year: eBook reader, WiFi appliance, and Tap Tap Revenge. Stupid thing is like a third lobe of my brain, and I’m going through serious withdrawal right now.
Steve Jobs, I wish I knew how to quit you.
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08.15.09
Posted in Uncategorized at 9:58 pm by Sulla
It’s been a while since I posted. It’s never been a habit, but enough time seems to pass that I forget my login credentials.
quickly catching up: work is keeping me busy, Honey and I are fine, and the current President continues to disappoint. He’s still audacious, but his shtick is wearing thinner every day.
It’s easy to get discouraged. Instead, I look for the things to be grateful for, until I find them. Fortunately, there remains plenty to find. Just not in Washington.
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Posted in Uncategorized at 9:48 pm by Sulla
Confession: I self-censor like crazy on Facebook.
My friends list consists of family, friends from church, friends from high school to the present, friends I picked up on Mafia Wars and Farm Town, and a few folks I follow on other blogs. I have yet to figure out how to compartmentalize these Facebook Friends (FFriends) so that, say, high school friends can’t see my conversations on the more political blogs, or keep their prying eyes away from my votes in the endless polls floating around. So, for the most part, I steer clear of those Facebook updates that I don’t want ALL of my contacts to see.
Why? Because a few of these friends are leftist morons whose favorite argument can be summed up in four letters: STFU. They don’t like how you vote in a poll? They push the Easy button for their Two Minute Hate. Which makes it a lot harder to smile when they post photo galleries of friendlier times or take the fluffier 80s Trivia quizzes.
I’m not shy about expressing myself, but I want to treat Facebook as a refuge from the arena, not another front in the culture wars. Especially when the combatants are people I’d far prefer to stay on friendly terms with. Or, failing that, keep at a safe enough distance to avert the dreaded Nuclear “un-friend” Option.
I don’t care if someone doesn’t agree with me. I enjoy a good debate, as long as it’s reasonably respectful, or raucously anonymous. I have little tolerance for those who don’t grant me the same privilege.
But I hate discovering such people in the ranks of my FFriends. So, whenever possible, I keep quiet, and stick to Superpokes and Street racing.
Guess I’m more of a wuss than I thought.
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