An Android gadget never disappears.
You Play with the Thumbsticks, I’ll Play with the Joystick, Hawty McBloggy
Easily the best part of this awesome livery is:
loo (or mile-high club initiation chamber)shanairpic, via Flightstory.net
Wither Kindle?
marc:
Screen: As my geeky friend Chris Fox just pointed out to me, the Kindle’s screen has more pixels per inch (167 ppi) than the iPad (132 ppi). The Kindle’s lack of backlighting, lower screen reflectivity, and higher ppi will likely make for a better long-form textual reading experience than the iPad.He makes a whole slew of points, buries this one in the middle and doesn’t even say the one and only word you need when comparing the Kindle to the iPad: eInk.
What the almighty hell people. Does no one understand the remarkable difference between eInk and traditional LCDs?!
Yes, I work at Apple and yes, I’ve known of the ‘iPad’ for a quite a while. Yet I still went out and happily plunked down nearly $400 of my hard-earned money on a Kindle. And I’m still happy - enthralled, overjoyed - with it, for one very good and very specific reason: I can read for hours and hours without so much as an inkling of eye strain or headache.
To this day, when I show the Kindle to people - even brilliant engineers at this brilliant company - they make sarcastic remarks about my having wasted money on something that could easily be replaced by a product we’re right around the corner from unleashing on the world.
No. It could not. Read, learn, and please: stop equating the two technologies!
Preordering the Apple Tablet, Miguel de Icaza
I see you got your little doggie backpack there. I wish I could be as happy as that dog is. Seriously, he looks absolutely psyched to be there! No wonder those little dogs just yip and bite everyone. I would literally tear someone’s face off if I had to ride around in a papoose all day- People of Walmart
Alternative Transportation, Jeremy Brooks
Is my mind just in the gutter, or does this look dirty to anyone else?
40 Stunning Examples of High Speed Photography, SmashingApps
I’ll take class over flash every time.
Show and Sell: The Secret to Apple’s Magic, Gizmodo
Good times.
SFPD is making sure we aren’t havin’ em.
Wherein a New Year’s Eve tale of police harassment is told., DNA Lounge
Wherein a New Year’s Eve tale of police harassment is told., DNA Lounge
So if the big names are accounted for, if the newspapers and magazines and DC Comics and Penguin and HarperCollins are in the bag, I hope Apple can, when they’re not busy doing other things, find a spare minute to completely revolutionize and democratize the publishing industry. There may be money in that too.
DIY, Neven Mrgan
The mid to late 80’s saw an abomination arise. An abomination so large that no matter where you hid eventually you would be splattered in its shit. Wave upon wave of fucked up tastelessness washed up upon our shores. It clung to our telephone poles screaming, “Missing dog!!!” in three different fonts, each bolded, at least one with its innards hollowed out. Our dot-matrix printers cried out in pain as pages upon pages were rendered in agonizing pixelated detail, noisily vomiting out reams of daisy-wheel paper destined to adorn the hallway leading to the cafeteria – “School Dance Friday 7PM”!
Publishing had been democratized. It was loud, it was ugly, it was popular and we feared it would never improve.
But it did.
The mid to late 90’s saw an abomination arise. An abomination so large that no matter where you hid eventually you would be splattered in its shit. Wave upon wave of fucked up tastelessness washed up upon our shores. It clung to our Navigator windows screaming, “Under Construction!!!” in three different colours, each bolded, with at least one blinking. Our browsers cried out in pain as pages upon pages were rendered in agonizing animated gif detail, virtually vomiting out reams of star-field backed text – “AltaVista Indexed”!
The Internet had been democratized. It was loud, it was ugly, it was popular and we feared it would never improve.
But it did.
The mid to late 00’s saw an abomination arise. An abomination so large that no matter where you hid eventually you would be splattered in its shit. Wave upon wave of fucked up tastelessness washed up upon our phones. It clung to our oleophobic touch screens screaming, “Tap to Fart!!!” in only one font but with three different gradients, at least one being yellow. Our devices cried out in pain as pages upon pages were rendered in agonizing ineptitude inducing developers to vomit out the question, “how the fuck did this get past review”?!
Software has been democratized. It is loud, it is ugly, it is popular and we fear it will never improve.
But.
Well, we’ll have to wait and see.
Software Sea Change, Kickingbear
The mythical tech-unicorn that Apple may or may not announce later this month is has already created an entire new product category based on nothing but speculation. How’s that for influence?
Dell Names Secret ‘Slate’ After Non-Existent Apple Product, Wired.com
“Space Shuttle Launch view from commercial flight”
A Matter of Notes
For as long as I can remember, I’ve had an abysmal time remembering all the important but small things that happen during any given day.
I’ve tried all the usual tricks: fancy Moleskin notebooks, online services, stickies everywhere, even writing on the back of my hand. The latter got really messy, but that isn’t to say the other options were clean or desirable, either.
Then a couple of things happened:
First, I discovered the magic of pocket-size, thin, lightweight notebooks like the venerable Field Notes (“I’m not writing it down to remember it later, I’m writing it down to remember it now.”) and a new favorite of mine, Writersblok. The key here is that the format allows them to live in my back pocket all day without me paying the extra weight or bulk any mind. Muy importante.
Second, finally, a solid syncing notes app landed for the iPhone: Simplenote. And while Simplenote is amazing on it’s own (thanks to a great web interface for interacting with your notes), it needed just a bit more to make it truly killer. Enter: JustNotes.
Now that the pieces were all in place, a truly useful and time-tested workflow emerged. During meetings, brainstorms, etc., I scribble like mad in my formerly-tree notebooks. I’ve found that - with my goldfish-like short-term memory - as long as I write enough down about at particular event, I can reconstruct said in my head after the fact, which makes everything much easier.
Lastly, to ensure personal institutional memory of all these bits of chicken-scratch, I cull the most relevant bits from paper and bring them into Simplenote. At this point, I’m able to look up all my notes from anywhere, as long as the web is within reach.
Pretty damn sweet, if I do say so myself.
