Bob Tedeschi, a reporter for The New York Times, made a list of what he considers the 10 Must Have Apps and he graciously included a number of runner-ups (see: http://tinyurl.com/64fcyll). I can’t imagine how difficult that must have been to distill the Apple App store down to ten. Tedeschi notably pointed out that he does get paid to complete or slog through such onerous tasks.
While I share a number of choices Tedeschi assumes everybody has, Twitter or rather Tweedeck, Facebook and LinkedIn, I diverge on others.
Evernote, a Tedeschi choice, has been sitting on my iPhone almost since I made the big switch from WebOs. I guess I don’t have sufficient motivation to do anything with it. I tried Angry Birds and played the game for a couple of days, but found the action and the skills required either just not fun enough or just plain frustrating. Maybe that says something about my tolerance for that kind leveling of up when I don’t see the objective as particularly satisfying.
I’m compelled to make some alterations to Tedeschi’s three categories: “apps that will save you time, make your life easier, and make you smile.” George Carlin condensed the ten commandments down to two so perhaps that gives me sufficient license to do as I please with Tedeschi’s app categories.
I consider saving time and making life easier as one category probably because I’m becoming increasingly aware that I’m holding onto the short end of life’s stick. I call my category not wasting time.
I find the Tedeschi “smile” category insufficient to the needs of the time we live in. I need a laughable distraction category which lasts longer than a smile.
My third category is an app that serves a personal passion (substitute your thing here); in my case the joie de vivre is photography/video. Read more..
With the state of technology so goes our shorthand language expressions. Here’s some phrases that I’ll miss and others that I’d sooner forget.
With the decline of vinyl records went an expression I will sorely miss: in the groove. In the groove meant you were with it and resembled today’s sports-derived expression in the zone. I imagine that the expression was derived from the mechanical process required to hear the sound. In order to hear a spinning, long playing album properly the needle had to fit securely in the groove. The needle might not fit in the groove because the tracking force was set improperly or perhaps the record was warped. The warping sound was amusing at times, but mostly annoying because of pitch changes without connection to the melody. I never really minded the pops and clicks. Read more..