Archive | December, 2010

Apple iPad Review

For Christmas, I was given an Apple iPad. It’s a pretty nifty device, and I must say that it has changed the way I will access information from now on. With its super easy interface, myriad specific apps, and full browser support (minus flash, but more on that later), I can accomplish 95% of my daily computing needs on it. I know the device is about a year old, but if you’re on the fence about it, sometimes hearing a review from someone you actually know can be helpful.

First and foremost, it makes web browsing a dream. I can do it from the comfort of my recliner,
and every page is plenty big, and I have found few pages that do not render correctly in Safari.

Secondly, apps like Flipboard make reading blogs super I easy. Google reader, twitter, facebook, and others are all conveniently restructured into a newspaper format, making tons of information available at a glance. But that’s just one app. CNN has a fantastic app, as do The Weather Channel, Reuters, and many others.

Third, it makes me feel like I’m finally living in the future. Capacitive touch–the same technology in the ipod and iPhone–is just incredibly responsive. It’s accurate and fast, and that makes the idevices feel so much better than the touch screens of the past. No more tapping around a button hoping to hit the sweet spot. No more tapping and waiting for it to register. I have been extremely impressed by the touch in the iPhones, and after playing with the iPad more, I’m just even more impressed. All that, and I know this is a year-old device.

Fourth, the screen is just beautiful. It’s plenty large enough for watching video, and the video if gives is clear and bright. It doesn’t have much trouble with blacks, either, which is nice. Even with the brightness set at its lowest setting, the colors aren’t muted, and they don’t succumb to the grey blurring that many screens do when the brightness is lowered.

Not to sound like too much of a fanboy, the device definite has its issues. The onscreen keyboard is pretty unwieldy. If you are doing any significant typing, it gets cumbersome very quickly. The touch keyboard that works so well on the iPhone sort of falls apart on the iPad. I’m currently writing this post on the iPad, but I have a bluetooth keyboard attached, which really makes the experience quite enjoyable, but I would never try to write this much on the iPad itself. So, here’s how I have my stuff setup for heavy typing:

Also, the lack of flash is definitely a downer, but I must say that many sites out there are starting to adopt html5 and non-flashed based video playback. So, as that trend continues to roll forward, the lack of flash will ultimately be moot, but I have found on a couple of occasions, I would like to have it so I could watch that neat video of kittens wrestling or something.

The battery life is impressive, but by no means earth-shattering. Under normal use, I can get about 8 hours from it, which is pretty standard fare for netbooks, so I shouldn’t be too surprised But a quick charge while I’m sleeping, and it’s ready to go for another couple of days. So no real complaints about that, yet.

All in all, if you are at all considering the purchase, I don’t think you will be disappointed. Bear in mind, a new one will likely be coming out in the next 4-5 months, so you may want to wait for that, but even if you buy now, it will be a device you will be able to get your money’s worth from. I know I will.

Letters to the Past

You were quiet. Smart, but quiet. But even still, you backed me up when a teacher tried to teach us about simile and metaphor wrong and I called her on it. I never said anything, but I pretty much thought that was the coolest thing ever. Even if she didn’t much like me after that.

We never really spent any time together, with few small exceptions. But you were a pretty cool guy. Just quiet. And at the time, I didn’t know what to do with that. I had not yet reached that point where silence was understandable. Even a good thing.

We progressed through high school, never being much more than just acquaintances, despite that we were always in the same classes. Seeing each other, never knowing each other. I’m sorry I wasn’t more open and didn’t pursue more of a friendship. I was kind of a jerk back then.

I wonder where you are now. How you’re doing. What you have made of yourself. If you ever became more assertive. Will I ever find out? I don’t know. I hope you are well, and I hope we run into each other sometime.

One Buttock Blogging

This video is long. I’m sorry about that, but you should watch it. It happens to focus on classic music, but it really applies to every piece of media. Books, music, movies, etc.

Sit back and let your mind get blown by the genius of this man.

30 Days of Truth 8: Living Hell

(An on-going project to discover truth in and about ourselves. See the others here)

Day 08 → Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit.

I moved from a private Christian school to public school in 8th grade. I left all my friends behind, and set out into the “real world.” I knew several people, those who had also gone to the private school, but left much earlier than I did. But little did I know that these were not, at all, the same people.

I hung out with them, because I thought I knew them, but really, I was just a piece of scenery. Someone to crack jokes about who wouldn’t fight back because he didn’t know anyone else. Was always left out of group events, never invited out.

I thought it must have been because I was fat. Or because I was, in some other way, offensive. But I have since realized that the problem was not with me. The problem was that they were all jerks. It’s unfortunate that it took me close to 3 years of feelings like shit to figure that out.

When I got to college, I had learned this important lesson. I refused to be tread upon. I refused to be the butt of the jokes. I refused to be treated like an outsider. I found good friends, and these have lasted past college, though we a scattered across the country. So they may have been jerks in high school, but at least they taught me that I deserve better.