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And So Passeth The Day
May. 16th, 2011 10:08 amHad a lovely couple of birthdays: I turned 42, and Sturdy Helpmeet™ and I drove to Dallas for a surprise party for my mother-in-law, who's turning 70. Then we drove back the same evening because Sturdy Helpmeet™ doesn't get to rest while the dastardly Texas legislature is in session.
On the nerdery front, I received a lovely Android phone from my darling Sturdy Helpmeet™. This is my first smartphone, so now I feel like I've joined the 21st century. That's nice, but on the other hand, I can't stop fiddling with it and gawping over how cool it is--Google SkyMap for the win!--which makes me feel like an old man who thinks he's hip because he's finally decided that maybe rock and roll isn't so bad after all.
So what am I actually doing with my fantastical new technogizmo? Reading The Picture of Dorian Gray. I'm pleasantly surprised at how easy it is to read, too. My wood-pulp prejudice has kept me from buying an e-reader for a long time, but I'm reaching a point where I suspect that saving shelf-space would be worth the investment. So I downloaded the Google books app and a copy of the novel while sitting on the commode, and I didn't get up again until my legs had gone to sleep and Sturdy Helpmeet™ was banging on the door. At 3 AM.
Which also makes me feel a bit like an old man, but I don't care, because the fact that that can happen means the world is just fucking amazing.
Finally, and just to show how shallow I am, I think the best thing about Android is that now whenever I see an iPhone ad on TV, I feel neither envy nor the intensely douchenozzly self-loathing that I assume all sentient beings who own iPhones feel whenever they hear, "If you don't have an iPhone, then you don't have an iPhone."
On the nerdery front, I received a lovely Android phone from my darling Sturdy Helpmeet™. This is my first smartphone, so now I feel like I've joined the 21st century. That's nice, but on the other hand, I can't stop fiddling with it and gawping over how cool it is--Google SkyMap for the win!--which makes me feel like an old man who thinks he's hip because he's finally decided that maybe rock and roll isn't so bad after all.
So what am I actually doing with my fantastical new technogizmo? Reading The Picture of Dorian Gray. I'm pleasantly surprised at how easy it is to read, too. My wood-pulp prejudice has kept me from buying an e-reader for a long time, but I'm reaching a point where I suspect that saving shelf-space would be worth the investment. So I downloaded the Google books app and a copy of the novel while sitting on the commode, and I didn't get up again until my legs had gone to sleep and Sturdy Helpmeet™ was banging on the door. At 3 AM.
Which also makes me feel a bit like an old man, but I don't care, because the fact that that can happen means the world is just fucking amazing.
Finally, and just to show how shallow I am, I think the best thing about Android is that now whenever I see an iPhone ad on TV, I feel neither envy nor the intensely douchenozzly self-loathing that I assume all sentient beings who own iPhones feel whenever they hear, "If you don't have an iPhone, then you don't have an iPhone."