I might get to do some Microsoft MOM alert/monitoring development.
Neato.
monitoring development is some of my favorite geek time.
Monday, August 13, 2007
Sunday, August 12, 2007
iPhone Cases (Belkin acrylic)
I've had my iPhone now since about a week after they came out and I've got a couple things to say about it.
Since I've got a short attention span for writing, I'll have to break it up a bit.
The iPhone topic I wanna type about today is cases.
Yes, the iPhone's slick silver and shiny black stylish materials are elegant, but I always seem to drop (and scratch) my phones/PDAs, so when I've pretty much gotta have a case.
The first case I bought for it was the Belkin acrylic case. I bought it at the AT&T store when I paid for my iPhone. This means that I got to stare at the pretty clear hard case with it's little iPhone shaped cardboard insert for almost a whole week. I felt like a kid waiting for Christmas during those five torturous days. The Belkin case would glint happily in it's spot on the card table I'd recently claimed as a desk. How can plastic look so juicy?
That Friday evening I got home late and found a little note on my door saying that I'd missed the arrival of Santa Clause, but I could stop by and pick up my present at Federal Express on Saturday.
Saturday arrived and I scurried over to FedEx to pick up my new bundle of joy.
Getting the box home, I could barely contain myself as I ripped open the carefully labeled and packaged box and slid the elegant hard shiny cardboard cover off of the box inside the box. There it was. Shiny shiny.
It had a crispy cellophane wrapper, like some piece of Japanese Rice Candy. I had to get to my iPhone. I ripped off the wrapper, and the iPhone came popping out. Right out of my hands.
On to the floor.
Oh no!
I picked it up, with a sick, I've-just-eaten-two-sticks-of-butter, feeling in the pit (is that below the pendulum?) of my stomach.
Oh good, the screen didn't break.
turn it over
Oh crap. It now had a scuff on the back.
deep breath
OK, well, I can now easily tell it apart from my wife's iPhone (we both got one). I'll just focus on that, and pretend that I'm not heartbroken by such a silly thing. Right.
Well of course I popped it into the Belkin case as soon as I could squeeze the two halves apart.
My wife and I spent the weekend basking in the blue light of 3.5 inch YouTube.
Monday I proudly stepped onto the bus with my pretty new gadget hooked to my belt via the Belkin case belt clip.
20 minutes or so later, I pulled the little yellow stop-I-wanna-get-off cord, and stepped onto the sidewalk with my pride on my hip.
As my left white tennis shoe hit the cement, the Belkin slipped right off of my belt, and with a popping crack, hit the ground.
Time slowed.
I watched in horror as the Belkin case split open and my phone went shooting and skidding across the sidewalk.
I leaned over and grabbed my Judas case, then took those few steps to recover my now bare iPhone.
The new scuff, had now been joined by a new nick.
It turns out that the clip, while offering a cool swivel stand, does not actually work very well as a clip. When it closes around something, there is still a little bit of space between each side, so it's not really closed. That little bit of space between the pinchers of the clip is about the thickness of, oh, let's just say A BELT.
dang.
Since I've got a short attention span for writing, I'll have to break it up a bit.
The iPhone topic I wanna type about today is cases.
Yes, the iPhone's slick silver and shiny black stylish materials are elegant, but I always seem to drop (and scratch) my phones/PDAs, so when I've pretty much gotta have a case.
The first case I bought for it was the Belkin acrylic case. I bought it at the AT&T store when I paid for my iPhone. This means that I got to stare at the pretty clear hard case with it's little iPhone shaped cardboard insert for almost a whole week. I felt like a kid waiting for Christmas during those five torturous days. The Belkin case would glint happily in it's spot on the card table I'd recently claimed as a desk. How can plastic look so juicy?That Friday evening I got home late and found a little note on my door saying that I'd missed the arrival of Santa Clause, but I could stop by and pick up my present at Federal Express on Saturday.
Saturday arrived and I scurried over to FedEx to pick up my new bundle of joy.
Getting the box home, I could barely contain myself as I ripped open the carefully labeled and packaged box and slid the elegant hard shiny cardboard cover off of the box inside the box. There it was. Shiny shiny.
It had a crispy cellophane wrapper, like some piece of Japanese Rice Candy. I had to get to my iPhone. I ripped off the wrapper, and the iPhone came popping out. Right out of my hands.
On to the floor.
Oh no!
I picked it up, with a sick, I've-just-eaten-two-sticks-of-butter, feeling in the pit (is that below the pendulum?) of my stomach.
Oh good, the screen didn't break.
turn it over
Oh crap. It now had a scuff on the back.
deep breath
OK, well, I can now easily tell it apart from my wife's iPhone (we both got one). I'll just focus on that, and pretend that I'm not heartbroken by such a silly thing. Right.
Well of course I popped it into the Belkin case as soon as I could squeeze the two halves apart.
My wife and I spent the weekend basking in the blue light of 3.5 inch YouTube.
Monday I proudly stepped onto the bus with my pretty new gadget hooked to my belt via the Belkin case belt clip.
20 minutes or so later, I pulled the little yellow stop-I-wanna-get-off cord, and stepped onto the sidewalk with my pride on my hip.
As my left white tennis shoe hit the cement, the Belkin slipped right off of my belt, and with a popping crack, hit the ground.
Time slowed.
I watched in horror as the Belkin case split open and my phone went shooting and skidding across the sidewalk.
I leaned over and grabbed my Judas case, then took those few steps to recover my now bare iPhone.
The new scuff, had now been joined by a new nick.
It turns out that the clip, while offering a cool swivel stand, does not actually work very well as a clip. When it closes around something, there is still a little bit of space between each side, so it's not really closed. That little bit of space between the pinchers of the clip is about the thickness of, oh, let's just say A BELT.
dang.
Nerd On!
spotted this on a blog.
I was hoping for higher, but they didn't ask any questions about Bourne Shell.
I was hoping for higher, but they didn't ask any questions about Bourne Shell.
Saturday, August 11, 2007
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