OTA

So, I am continuing to love my phone. I actually have found fewer and fewer reasons to use my computer. I bought a Netbook in the fall, and have since re gifted it to Danni as she is starting school in a few weeks and will get a lot more use out of it than I was.

The phone is basically everything I hoped it would be (I do wish the battery lasted a bit longer, but I don't mind plugging it in on my way to and from work, I even got a dashboard thing for it, which is awesome when using it for turn by turn instructions or listening to music while driving)

The one downside to the phone is that it is running Android 1.5 and not 2.0 or 2.1 that the better known Motorola Droid is running.

I have been told by the numerous Android websites that I follow, that the Droid Eris, which I own, will be getting an update to 2.0 or 2.1 on or around January 22nd.

So, this morning I wake up an Over the Air (or OTA) update waiting for me on my phone. I knew ahead of time that it was not the much anticipated 2.0, but just a bug-fixing update.

Verizon and HTC are able to push these updates out over their networks, which leads my mind, which lives in a constant state of panic about the inevitable Robot Rebellion to ask, what is stopping them from sending out an OTA signal telling my phone to kill me? Maybe they can get Sarah Marshall to star in that film...

But seriously, don't trust technology...

iPhone Syndrome?

If you know me at all, you know how I feel about the iPhone, and more importantly how I feel about iPhone users. It is a wonderful device that has completely revolutionized what we use our phones for and how we live our lives.

I don't think we have even begun to scratch the surface of what a "phone" will be able to do for us in the future.

Actually, as someone who lives in a pretty constant state of panic about the inevitable robot revolution, this thought is causing a fairly severe anxiety attack as I type this...but I digress.

I write this because I stumbled upon this... which references this and I found it interesting, and probably true to a degree.

Seeing as I live with someone who suffers greatly from iPhone Syndrome, I have first hand experience dealing with this.

The fact is, iPhone users tend to be snobby and irrational when presented with reasons why their phone does not represent the absolute pinnacle of what a phone can and will be.

I often wonder, what they hell is someone supposed to do with 100,000 apps? How much time would someone have to spend on their phone in a day to be able to appreciate all the apps they have available. They may "Have an app for that", but when are iPhone-ers supposed to use them?

The most common refrain among iPhone users is that it is not their phone, but the network that is the problem. It turns out that may not be the case.

I hate iPhone users (except the one that I live with)but I love what the iPhone has done to the market place for phones.

I quit on my Blackberry Curve last week, which was a slightly traumatic experience, and purchased an HTC Droid Eris. I preferred this phone over the much hyped Motorola Droid for a number of reasons.

I could not be happier with this phone. It is basically a slimmer, sleaker iPhone available on the superior Verizon network.

The only thing my phone doesn't do that iPhone does is support iTunes, and with Pandora, and access to my music library at the touch of my finger, I think I will get over it.

If there is one good thing I can say about the iPhone, it is that they have set the bar high, and the competition is rising to the challenge.

I Hate Technology

This was a very funny way to end what has been one of the more crappy days in my life.

Robots

Twitter, Stalker, Grunter and Voweler

I think I am a tad bit tech savvy. I have my own website. It has a sweet sidebar with stuff from Amazon.com that I want you all to buy me for my birthday (which is in 6 days). I am just struggling to get into Twitter. I get facebook. I get myspace. We are part of the My generation. We have all become dependant on instant access, instant gratification, instant messages, instant relationships. We are now the fat people from Wall-e


I will be the first to admit that I am guilty of this mentality. I get frustrated when things take a long time in the mail. Never mind that I clicked a button on a machine and entered some numbers from a piece of plastic in my pocket and what I wanted is being dropped off at my door. I want my shit. I know how bad this is.

I suppose Twitter makes sense if you are someone who is important enough for people to care what you are doing.

For example, Matt Cerone is the writer of Metsblog.com and he is a fan of the mets who, through his website has been given the same access that journalists have. So it is interesting to read his twitter because it gives quick updates of what awesome things he is allowed to do that all mets fans would love to be doing without the filter of being an unbiased journalist.

But why the hell would I Twitter?

"Just woke up, making coffee really tired today"

"driving to work, I think my eyes should probably be on the road"

"sitting at my desk, just like yesterday"

that is boring even to me. If anything really important comes up, I will throw it up here, or on my Myspace, or my Facebook, or I will text you, or call you, or stop over and tell you. Is this seriously where we are at?

Holy Mother FUCK

I am not Chicken Little because the sky is not falling and robots ARE going to take over the world.



Are we really this stupid. Seriously.

I Hate Robots

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I Hate Robots

But I love John Connor kicking their asses.