Tonight I hope to have a package on the back porch from FedEx which will complete the research phase of my MICA class; I’m reserving any comment on it until I have it in my hands, because of the heightened paranoia security in place around governmental agencies. I’m sure my name is on a list somewhere because of my inquiries into this particular item.
Day two of life with the iPod, and I’m finding out that there’s yet another stumbling block with digital nirvana. I have limited space on the Powerbook here, and it is currently the only machine we own with a FireWire port and OSX. The iMac has 120GB (don’t believe the manufacturer’s ‘claimed’ drive space estimates) but only a USB port. The PC has 120GB but no FireWire port; I could buy an add-on card and then use a service such as ephpod to manage from that machine. But that’s not the answer I was hoping for. Sigh.
Other than that, I’m in love. It’s a beautiful, intuitive machine, and it handles all three of the functions I used to use my Palm for—contacts, calendars, and notes. Plus, it’s a backup hard drive (carrying a current version of my Library folder for a quick restore) and library. Nice job, Apple.
Notes on Popular Culture, The Short List.
- Memo to the Little Debbie People: In the real world, any child caught singing to his or her snack cake during lunch period at an American school would be totally destroyed.
- Memo to the Smart family, RE your daughter’s upcoming TV movie: You are media whores. You look pretty rich to me. You have enough money to own horses and live in Utah. Why do you need to exploit your daughter’s abduction on the Today show and Oprah?
- Memo to the Lynch family RE Your daughter’s upcoming TV movie: Why did you agree to this crap?
- Memo to CBS: You are so spineless, it makes me laugh.
Love, Bill.
Whoops. Turns out our appointment at the Brass Elephant last night was supposed to have been rescheduled, but we didn’t get the word. So they gave us cocktails and some hors d’oeuvres on the house, and we relaxed in their swank upstairs bar. Then we walked next door to Mughal Garden for a tasty Indian dinner.