The photos in the story just pops. The contrasting colors, the almost-black & white foreground contrasts beautifully with the striped color background. Hidden messages seep out in all of organized chaos.
Shopping for tennis shoes is like visiting some kind of oddball hell. Where every shoe is white and either ugly or close to ugly. Sneakers in general tend to be on the uglier side of things. Male sneaker designers design shoes that have all kinds of fantastical bells and whistles. There are bubbles in the soles to make you jump higher or whatever. All kinds of vents, you know,to give your feet some air. Then there are the ridiculous lines that run all over the place of a sneaker which have no cohesion, no balance, nothing that speaks simplicity. Sneaker designers are trying to appeal to the 5 year old boys within adult males where little boys imaginations were sparked by silly details on toys.
Tennis shoes are even more ugly. It is all about white because, you know, it says tennis. Tennis balls safely moved from white to yellow and yet the shoes find it difficult to make that transition.
After doing an extensive search, the only tennis shoes I could find that matched quality and style ended being a dud. I keep sliding off the base of the shoe. It is bulky and incredibly uncomfortable.I tried a couple of other shoes at a store, they felt like crap. What a mess!
Ever since I hooked up my Network printer, I have been in love with wireless printing. Sitting in the living room and hearing your printer print in the office is an incredible feeling. I have grown up in an era of fingers-crossed printing where you hope everything works, that all the wires are plugged, all the drivers installed and that there is enough ink. Having it so simple now is easy to get used but still carries a certain magic.
So, asking for a iPhone printing feature is liking for a car with awesome rims. I don’t need it but it sure would be nice. I guess one of those obstacles is the amount of drivers one would need to install for all of the wireless printers out there.
Then there is the question whether one needs it in the first place. I print electronic receipts, especially from sites that don’t send you an email. To do lists and Photo-related apps could also use a print feature. You could always send it to your computer and then print from there but that feels like a waste of time. (Here is clever tip that uses email to create a network-like print option from an iPhone.)
P.S. If you don’t print photos at home, get a laserjet. I never have to worry about ink, not for another year at least.
I won’t need a laptop if the iPhone works with a bluetooth keyboard or even with a keyboard with a iPod dock built in. I know somebody has to be working on this, especially now that there is all kinds of excitement for the iPhone SDK.
BTW, I am getting a iPhone 3G when my Blackberry dies.
Inquiring minds: Do you really need it?
Me: Yes, yes, yes. Please believe me.
Here is how it stands, I either get a laptop or an iPhone so I can work on the road. My G5 is getting old so I rather spend money on a new desktop instead of a laptop as desktops are generally better for editing and last so many more years. An iPhone with a keyboard will not let me edit but I can write which is the biggest reason why I need a mobile device. See, doesn’t that make perfect sense?
Inquiring minds: You going to write on that small screen?
One of my favorite quotes are the lines from Arthur Penn’s Little Big Man.
Old Lodge Skins, the wise Indian who wants to die looks up into the clouds and says:
Come out and fight! It is a good day to die! Thank You for making me a Human Being! Thank You for helpin’ me to become a warrior! Thank You for my victories, and for my defeats! Thank You for my vision, and the blindness in which I saw further! You make all things and direct them in their ways, O Grandfather. And now You have decided the Human Beings will soon walk a road that leads nowhere. I am gonna die now, unless death wants to fight. And I ask You for the last time to grant me my old power to make things happen.
Especially resonant is the thanks for becoming a warrior. This has something I have learned slowly and steadily. It doesn’t necessarily mean that I have learned to fight but that I have learned to be courageous to do what I want to do.
For much of his life, Ajit lived peacefully and joyously in a fantasy world of his own making. One day, not too long ago, he found himself happily married. Since then he has boldly and quietly stepped onto the real world. However, if you spend enough time with Ajit, you will realize that the fantasy land has stepped out with him.