Archive for January, 2007
Simple hook
If the design is in the details, the sticky factor is in the hook. When it comes to most things you will find you boil it down and it simmers down to a core of essence. One thing that works well on the web has to be the simple things. These simple things that reel us in and become obsessively part of our lives. We just love the simple things in life.
iPhone could kill my blackberry fetish
I may just be defecting if these arrive in the UK sometime before the next millenium and on a phone company I can actually get a reception on – yes I am praying not O2. As of today the iPhone was introduced. Yes, I do want one you know I do. It’s like a dream if it all works out – the screen with finger pointing could be great or a disaster being so big and finger contact. I can only assume it’s the same as Sat Nav and robust enough for prodding. The spec seems everything I wanted from Blackberry but they are just being slow about achieving.
7 days in my life
Well, it’s been the first week of the photo a day project Simon and me have got going on for this year. The good news is that well we made 7 days, not that it’s out of their insane good news but ah well. So far all is going well and the results are erm interesting. I have also joined up with Project 365 and Simon is going to once the flickr pro account occurs and yeah he actually uses his computer not just for a ipod feeder. Least now he has to use it once a day to give me his photo for the day. For those of you who happen to want to know what my husband looks like you can now see on – yes, I do give up when it comes to that image and did comment that I could hear the special bus outside. Only another 51 weeks to go then…
My new sat nav would be great if …
… it wasn’t refusing to see my original destination as London by Buckingham Palace (of all places). I finally make the leap away from nearly crashing by using paper and random squiggle maps and it turns out I need to be a brain surgeon to work the damn thing – plug and go my bleep. For those of you being sarcy, I would RTFM (Read the f*****g manual) IF it had one that didn’t only tell me how to upload mp3, synch my bluetooth and possibly bake a muffin – EVERYTHING but how to NOT live in London OR be the Queen as far as it’s concerned. Mutter mutter argh.
The internet is for… redeux
I remember this a while ago and found it again…. nothing like ending a long day with a happy ditty. So what is the internet for?
Now that is what I call customer service
I recently was brought World of warcraft as a Christmas present from my parents in law (time to loose my life to it I guess then and finally give in), however upon trying to install my powerbook decided that disk 4 was a reject. I looked at the disk and noticed that despite the shrink wrap pointing to a not damaged disk ever before seen by anyone, the disk itself was marked and scratched. A few of the other disks looked like some small rodent had been doing an ice dance on them but this disk was the worst.
