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Over the weekend we met a little puppy on Long Island. MB and I (and everyone else) really liked her. She is incredibly sweet. Now it turns out she needs a home. I know I probably shouldn't but we're both tempted. Feel free to talk some sense into me...
Here's a picture of the puppy sleeping with Theo.
Last night was the best conditions I've seen yet for viewing the WTC Tribute in Lights (I hate that name.) Anyway, here's one shot (150K) from the inbound Williamsburg Bridge. Doesn't quite catch how dramatic it was but it's the best I've gotten yet.
Stephen finally received his new iMac. We set it up yesterday. Everyone was impressed by how it looked. And by the lack of setup instructions. All the PC people were like "what do you mean you just plug it in?" It really is very simple to get going. Well, except that we plugged it in, powered it up and nothing happened. Nothing. I took off the bottom to check that the memory was seated correctly. It was. I looked for a reset switch but couldn't find one. Called Apple. They were very nice. Had me do a couple of things but it still wouldn't boot. So much for impressing the masses. Apple bumped me up the tech support line, and the next person had me remove the bottom again. Turns out there is a reset switch, but I guess they don't want people using it too much because it is very hidden. Under a membrane of plastic so you can't really see it. If you have the iMac on its side, with the bottom off then either the airport is on the left and memory on the right, or vice versa (depending on how you layed it down.) If the memory is on the left and the airport slot on the right, then under the bottom right corner of the airport slot you can just make out a square button under a sheet of plastic. That's the reset. Pressed it once, put the cover back on, and it booted right up.
The screen is very nice. Of course I'd like a bigger one, but the quality is great. I could work on it without complaint. The machine boots into OS X which I think is great for beginners and experts alike. The Windows tech in the crowd had no idea OS X was BSD at it's core. I popped open a terminal window and SSH'd into my server. I think he was impressed. But for the beginner (or just the regular user) the best thing is all the applications it comes with. I ran through iTunes and iPhoto and these programs are really well thought out in a traditionally Apple way. That is, they are powerful, but the interfaces are very simple. They make it so you can actually do something, right out of the box. Stephen's Canon G2 connected without a hitch. His HP printer connected after a no-hassle driver download. For someone accustomed to the hell of Windows program installation, the idea that you can just download a program and drag it to your hard drive to install it is quite a revelation.
We also downloaded Pod Master 1000 which is by far the best of the iPod utilities. Using that I could transfer the entire contents of my iPod into Stephen's iTunes (I mean theoretically - my lawyer made me put that in.) And not only is it the best utility I've found, it also has the best dialogue boxes. When you first connect it pops up a window that says "Pod Master is probing your iPod." Yikes.
Had a nice drive back in. We were passing the iPod around the car taking turns as DJ. Seems like everyone falls in love with that gadget once you get to handle it. Bruno made a really good suggestion that I wish Apple would consider including. While a song is playing you can browse the library without effecting the current track. That's good. But you can't select the next song until the present one is done (or if you do the next track starts playing immediately, interrupting the current selection.) Bruno's idea is to have another mode so that any song you select just goes into a buffer to start playing as soon as it's turn comes up. This would be sort of like making a playlist on the fly. I guess it would be called DJ mode. They should do that.
Here are three distorted shots of midtown Manhattan from my favorite vantage point, the Kosciusko Bridge. Since I live on the Lower East Side, right over the Williamsburg Bridge, this is the approach I usually take for reentry. Spectacular by day or night. I love coming home to this city.
Getting it together for a quick trip out to Long Island. Hope the weather cooperates. I'll be back tomorrow. Should remain connected in the meantime.
Oprah pushing weblogs?
New cryptogram. Contained these two interesting non computer related stories: Richard Bizarro who mistook the Federal Air Marshalls on his flight for terrorists, and a weird identity theft scam.
So far I've missed the tribute in light. Two nights ago I looked, around 9:30, and couldn't see a thing. I have a perfect view of the area from my window (assuming the lights are right where the WTC towers stood.) People assured me they were on at that time. So I'm underwhelmed, to say the least. Didn't even think to look last night. Ho hum.
AOL is going to switch from Internet Explorer to using Mozilla as their browser for AOL 8.0. That's the biggest jump in users Mozilla could possibly get at once. Excellent. Redmonk pointed out this NewsForge article discussing the switch.
A browser shift by AOL is going to leave an awful lot of companies that assume their Web sites only need to work with Explorer scrambling to rewrite their code so that they don't lose AOL's 30 million-plus subscribers...
I really like routines. At least when they are of my own devising. I like being a regular. I have my bar where I'm known. I have my favorite restaurants where I usually order the same things to eat. It's nothing extreme. I don't get nervous when outside of these habits. But I tend to find what I like and stick with it.
The coffee shop on avenue A is an example. I go there most days around noon for a coffee and a toasted sesame bagel with avocado and tomato. They start making it before I sit down. This makes me extremely happy. Most days I cross paths with my friend N. who seems to be in the same routine. She gets an avocado bagel too, but with no tomato.
N. just opened a clothing store on avenue B. It's a small operation, and she spends most of her time minding the store. She confessed to passing the time doing jigsaw puzzles. I suggested she should get an internet connection instead, and she replied, in the most natural way possible, "What would I do on the internet?"
I had no answer. I hadn't even considered the question before, although I have heard variants of this thought. Just never so clearly. I was really struck. What exactly do you do on the internet? Just why is it so great? I mean for someone who doesn't already think so. It's a hard question to answer.
I struggled for a second and then shrugged my shoulders, like, "I guess you're right, that's a stupid idea." Still, I'd definitely want internet access. I want it everywhere, all the time. But not so I can do things, in the sense that you "do" a jigsaw puzzle. I don't play on-line games. I'm not compiling my family geneology. I don't even download music. But it would be very difficult for me to be without the net. I'm trying to figure out exactly why this is so. Here's my first try:
It's not so much that I want the net in order to accomplish some particular activity. Instead, having net access is a way of being. A way of doing things in the real world. And it boils down to this: I used to put off learning. I'd come to some problem and think, "you know, I really should figure this out some day." But I usually wouldn't do it. And once I put off learning something, I usually have to wait for it to come back up as a problem before I think to figure it out again. But with net access the answer is always just a google away. And I really do it. All my "I wonder...." moments are now swiftly met by a "hold on...." click, click, google, click, "...right, here it is."
And the benefit is not so much in finding all this information. It's more in my changing expectations. I expect to be able to find the answer to almost anything, right away, by myself. This is tremendously empowering. Just knowing that I have access to almost all knowledge changes everything about me. It makes me better. More curious. More independent.
But I still have no answer to my friend's question. I don't so much "do" stuff on the net (well, not counting my programming time.) I do things in the real world, and the net is there to back me up. The net is there to let me be my own expert. Even at things I don't know much about. I can't wait until I'm wirelessly connected all the time. My guess is that as this happens the question of "what do you do on the internet?" will make less and less sense. Like asking "what do you do in your long term memory?" Well, nothing, but you use it all the time. And you certainly couldn't get along without it.