Technology


24
Aug 09

Nothing Has Ever Been So True

xkcd – A Webcomic – Tech Support Cheat Sheet.


24
Jul 09

Sony Walkman: Reviewed by a 13-year-old

I remember getting my first Walkman quite clearly.  I was about 10 or 11, and I remember walking around the electronics store with my parents and seeing the one I wanted in a locked glass cabinet.  By this stage, the Walkman had already been around for about a decade, having been released in 1978.  The model I had was black, plastic, and still really bloody massive.  Regardless, I loved that little beast.

Technology seemed so simple back then.  Play, stop, rewind, fast-forward.  That was it.  Mine didn’t have recording functionality, so I had to keep playing “radio stations” on Mum’s portable radio player.  But it did give me the functionality to listen to one hissy album or cassingle (cassingles!) at a time while sitting in the back seat of my parents’ car while driving to awesome places like Waikanae, Masterton, or perhaps if I was really lucky, Napier.

I became obsessed with music.  I remember going to the mall and buying tapes – my first album being Please Hammer Don’t Hurt Em, by the legend that is MC Hammer.  This led to a live music obsession in my teens, and a continuing adoration for portable music instruments (despite the tinnitus).  But to me, my 5th-gen iPod isn’t really that dissimilar to my first Walkman.  It plays, stops, rewinds and fast-forwards.  I can change albums.  I can listen to singles, but they are no longer prefixed by “cas”.  It’s just smaller, lighter, and prettier.  But what is a Walkman like to a 13-year-old?  Apparently really quite strange.

I can see why though:

  1. Cassettes?  WTF?
  2. They’re large.  Huge, in fact.
  3. One colour?!
  4. It’s so heavy my pants are falling down.

I will always have fond memories of my first Walkman.  And especially of listening to MC Hammer on the go.  Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, here comes the Hammer: on my massively clunky battery-draining tape-chewing portable monster.


7
Jul 09

i-GO Contacts: Correct your vision while you sleep?

I’ve always had a love/hate relationship with my glasses.   I love them because they make me look smarter.  It doesn’t matter how stupid something I say is, I will still look smart because I have glasses.  I hate them because they are a pain in the arse, usually uncomfortable, I can’t actually see without them, and they result in the guys who are attracted to me all having librarian fetishes.

But as much as I don’t enjoy wearing glasses, I am petrified of getting laser surgery.  What if it went wrong?  What if it didn’t go wrong but my sight just went a little bit crappy after a few years and then I couldn’t wear contacts ever again?  What if my tear ducts went mental and kept pissing salty water leaving me no choice but to get my tear ducts cauterised?  (This happened to my workmate in Texas.)  Too scary.  I only have one set of eyes, and even though they are largely broken I would quite like to keep them at a sustainable level of broke.

But today I read about this miracle treatment called i-Go.  These are hard contact lenses that you wear at night as you sleep, which somehow miraculously correct your eyesight for the next day.  To be honest, I don’t really understand how this works and it sounds a bit like voodoo trickery, but apparently it is presently going through clinical trials and is largely successful.

This sounds awesome.  Actual awesome.  The only problem being even if I did want to pay £40 a month, my eyes are actually too broke to do a trial.  But, perhaps yours aren’t.  Wouldn’t these magic lenses be kind of great?

Patrick Barkham tries out new contact lenses that correct your vision while you sleep | Life and style | The Guardian.


21
May 09

Time-lapse of the Milky Way rising

This is one of the most amazing time-lapses I have ever seen – of the Milky Way rising in the sky in Texas.

Galactic Center of Milky Way Rises over Texas Star Party from William Castleman on Vimeo.

Link courtesy of Gizmodo.


21
May 09

Facebook is scaring me

In the last week, I have been noticing strange things in my suggested friends box on Facebook. Now, I would assume the majority of these people are friends of friends. Perhaps some of them are people who have worked for companies I have listed in my work history. Those things both make sense.

But what if you could not think of any connection? Just this past week, my aunt showed up in my suggested friends box. Now, I don’t have anyone in my family in my friends on Facebook. She also has my mother’s maiden name. So how could she be in my suggested friends? I decided this was weird but chose not to think about it any more.

Then this morning, my old landlord showed up in the box. WTF?! There is no connection I can see through any details I have given Facebook, so how would it know that I would know her? Why is she there?!

I think I’m getting scared.


26
Apr 09

Things you can’t do on dial-up

  • View any page mere seconds after clicking a link
  • Look at friends’ drunken antics via Facebook photo
  • Watch YouTube videos
  • Load email using GMail’s standard view
  • Download an illegal movie
  • Masturbate and download porn at the same time
  • Not get frustrated (see above)
  • Not throw the computer out the window
  • Whoops, sorry Mum – GET BROADBAND

How is it that anyone is still on dial-up?  What is the point of the internet without broadband?  Why even own a computer?

So many questions…


17
Mar 09

Facebook steals your shit

An Auckland Facebook user had a photo from his Facebook profile stolen and used on on of those IQ test ads, as reported by The Herald today.

I have long been wary of Facebook (only uploading profile photos but putting everything else on Flickr with Creative Commons, although obviously even this is too much).  I guess it is true that Facebook truly is the Darth Vader of Web 2.0.  They will steal your copyright, your right hand, and then turn out to be your father.

Facebook user furious at photo piracy – National – NZ Herald News.


12
May 08

New Apple Keyboards

Yesterday I bought one of the new Apple keyboards. It is quite possibly the sexiest piece of technology I have ever owned. It is simply beautiful, and I want to marry it, in a way that only someone with objectophilia could understand.

Just look at this photo and tell me that isn’t stunning.

The first thing I did when I opened the box was type. I typed a 2,000-word email to my best friend. Type-type-type. That is all I want to do now. I feel that with even lower profile keys than the Macally IceKey keyboard I was replacing (leaky shampoo bottle water does not make keyboards do nice things) I can type as fast as the wind. Perhaps even faster than the speed of sound! My fingers are going to break the sound barrier! If you were sitting next to me right now, you would have seen that I typed these paragraphs in mere fractions of a second and was followed closely by a sonic boom.

If Apple were smart, they would market this keyboard as one that will make you, “REPLY TO ALL EMAILS THAT YOU PREVIOUSLY COULDN’T BE FUCKED REPLYING TO!” and, “FINISH ESSAYS IN RECORD SPEED!” and, “ENJOY SENDING BORING EMAILS TO WORKMATES!” Making tedious tasks enjoyable is a brilliant marketing ploy!

Now excuse me while I organise a civil union.


3
Apr 06

Telecom Are Awful

Telecom are the biggest telecommunications company in New Zealand. Their monopoly over the New Zealand industry has been debated a lot, especially over the past few years with regards to broadband internet service.

Back last year, I posted this article with prices for broadband internet plans. It got a fair amount of notice from my New Zealand readers, most who were pretty pissed off about the prices and speeds.

In the past few weeks, Telecom has been advertising about how they are now providing “faster, cheaper” broadband. While they have introduced a plan with 10GB of bandwidth at a speed of 3.5Mbps downstream (which isn’t really that bad, considering it’s almost twice as fast and $10 cheaper than before, however it still slows down to dial-up once you reach your bandwidth limit and you seemingly can’t buy blocks of more bandwidth) they are toting them as starting at $29.95 per month. Sounds great! Or is it?

In small print the advertisement says that the plan they are talking about gives you only 200MB per month, and each megabyte thereafter is 2¢. That means that 1GB is more than $20. That is crazy! I fear that someone will get caught out like the person who this Telecom bill from 2003 belongs to:

That is tragic.


10
Feb 06

IT Pro Antwerpen: They Suck!

Yesterday, I mentioned very briefly about having some drama with the video iPod my boyfriend gave me for my birthday. Now here is the expanded version.

The iPod in question was a white 30GB video iPod. My boyfriend bought it for me on the 30th of January, and gave it to me the same day (my birthday is actually on the 31st, but my boyfriend can never wait to give presents). When I opened it the box and took off the plastic packaging, I noticed that the scroll wheel was tilted to the right and had a slight gap on the left-hand side. The scroll wheel worked, but the fault was very noticeable and the unevenness of the back and forward icons made me feel a bit dizzy if I stared at it – it looked like my eyes were off because you wouldn’t expect it to be misaligned. Also, when you pay €329 for an MP3 player, you expect quality. So no problem we think – we’ll just take it back the next day, on my birthday, before we spend a fun day in town. Right? Wrong!

The iPod was purchased from IT Pro on Eiermarkt in Antwerp’s city centre. We go in, explain the problem to one of the guys and he calls whom I can only assume is his supervisor – Dimitri. I explain that it’s brand new, it’s just been opened the night before, is unused, and very obviously has a manufacturing defect, and that I would like to swap it for another one. Dimitri tells me that it is not possible to swap it immediately in the store. I suggest a refund – and am again told this is not possible. I am told that the only way to get it fixed is to send it off to Apple for service.

His reasoning for this was that every iPod that is sold is automatically registered to a name and if it was returned they couldn’t resell it because it would be in my name. I explain that I haven’t registered it with Apple, but he still says that it’s registered to me – perhaps by the power of thought? I can only imagine.

But hang on, this is a brand new iPod with a manufacturing defect – I don’t want it serviced. I want it replaced. I mention the Apple 14-day right-to-return policy (clause 7.1!), which is that you can return anything within that time frame and it doesn’t even need to be broken, except opened software, of course. He tells me that they are not Apple and do not follow Apple policies. I question this because they are an authorised Apple reseller, but he again states that they “are not Apple”. I mention the 7-day right-to-return policy under Belgian law, and he goes on to tell me that this does not exist and that it is not Belgian law.

By now, I am pretty fucking pissed off. I say, come on! It’s my birthday! I just want to get my iPod fixed. Dimitri tells me again that all I can do is send it in for service and wait up to 2 weeks. I explain that I am not Belgian, and I am leaving the country permanently in 2 weeks and that I do not have a fixed address to send the new iPod to. He still says this is the only way to get it fixed. He tells me he could swap the iPod immediately if he “wanted to be a nice guy” but that he just couldn’t do that. At this point, I raise my voice at him and tell him this is pathetic customer service and that they are selling Apple products so they have to follow Apple return policies. He says he is going to report me to Apple for customer abuse.

At this time, there are also about 7 other customers in the store, all listening to the crap coming out of Master of Customer Service Dimitri’s mouth. Eventually, they all leave and buy nothing. You would have thought at this point he would come around but he still sticks to his ground – trying to fuck me around and rip me off. So I say, fine. I’ll call Apple. He says, “Go on then!” I ask for the number, and he gives it to me.

I spend the next 45 minutes on the telephone speaking to a helpful guy at Apple who takes all the information down and gives me some options to get a replacement iPod. He says he could courier me an iPod but it could take 7+ days to arrive – but I am moving out of our rented studio in 8 days. He tells me that, indeed, IT Pro are an authorised Apple reseller and should adhere to Apple policies. He says I should either get a new iPod on the spot, or my money refunded. He says he would be reporting the incident to the powers that be at Apple, and made a case note for Dimitri to look at and said I should now be able to get my money back.

So we tell this Dimitri fellow what Apple has told me and he still says that they can’t help me in any way! Also, while I was on the phone he was taking numerous photos of the iPod which he also said didn’t need to be replaced because “it wasn’t broken”. He goes on to tell me that now that I’ve made a case note with that serial number and my name against it, that he definitely can’t give me my money back. Eventually, he goes upstairs to call who I can only assume was his manager or the owner. He has a rather heated discussion – none of which I can hear or decipher with my crappy grasp of the Dutch language.

Another few minutes pass and he comes downstairs. He says that actually, now that there is a case note he can give us the money back. We have now spent one hour in the store on my birthday. He grumpily gives us the money back and we leave the store.

We walk down the road to FNAC, which is a Belgian chain department store that sells electronics and books. We explain the situation to the information guy and ask if we buy one from FNAC if we could open the packaging before we leave the store and check for the defect. He says, sure. We end up opening two boxes because the first also had the same manufacturing problem. Luckily, the third iPod of the day was relatively okay and I left the store a happy birthday girl with a new iPod. Thanks, Robin!

Moral of the (very long) story: Do not buy anything from IT Pro, ever. They have the worst customer service I have ever had the misfortune of experiencing – and that includes the notoriously shitty Micro Anvika in Selfridges. I wonder if this is what you get by trying to support small local businesses, as my boyfriend had gone into FNAC and considered getting the iPod there, but went to IT Pro instead.

Also, Dimitri from IT Pro is not a nice guy. In fact, he is a fucking rude cunt.