December 10, 2010

Holiday Thought.

I know I have mentioned this during past holiday seasons, but I get really angry when I hear “My Favorite Things”, usually the recording by Barbra Streisand, presented as a Christmas tune. It’s not a Christmas tune. It’s a show tune. It’s sung during a thunderstorm in the cinematic presentation of “The Sound of Music”. Quite frankly, Julie Andrews sings it better than Barbra. It works during a thunderstorm but it does not work being blared into your ear by a low-fidelity PA speaker made by Dukane, said speaker being designed to bark out a price check for tampons.

I have been told that “My Favorite Things” is considered a Christmas tune because it talks about “brown paper packages tied up with string”. Where I come from that means porn. And even if it doesn’t mean porn, this would indicate to me that Christmas is about presents, gifts and gettin’ some loot under the tree. There’s that whole “snowflakes on noses” business going on but that could anytime in the winter and in the 42 years that I have been on this planet I can’t once name a circumstance where I saw “raindrops on roses” during the Christmas season.

For the love all that we purport is holy, please stop playing “My Favorite Things” and then claiming it’s a Christmas tune. It’s not a Christmas tune. It’s not even a generic holiday tune. It’s a show tune. And one to be sung during a scary thunderstorm, and only if you’re a nanny that’s been a nun.

Excitement.

My smartphone, a Motorola Droid on Verizon (the original Droid), lit up the room like a beacon in the middle of the night. It was 04:51 and I was awoken by the bright light.

“A system update is available for your device.”

Now a normal person would just turn off the phone, throw out a few curse words and get back to sleep. Not me, I wanted to see if I was about to get the latest version of Android operating system. It’s called Gingerbread. This would have been an unexpected surprise.

I tapped the display in all the right places and waited for the obligatory reboot. It turns out that I wasn’t getting some Gingerbread, but just a newer version of Froyo, the current Android operating system on the Motorola Droid. I went from 2.2 to 2.2.1.

Sigh. I knew it was too good to be true.

While I still love using and working with computers very, very much, not much has happened in the technology world lately that has really grabbed my attention and made me feel excited about using computers again. Mac OS X is kind of boring to me lately. I mean, aside from a few tweaks here and there, the big cat is plodding along solidly but it’s essentially the same thing as it was a few years ago. Though I don’t play with Windows that much (I have to use XP at work), Windows 7 is still Windows with pretty decorations. And Linux can make it anything you want it to be I suppose, but who has the time to build your own interface from scratch?

I guess there’s a point where technology moves from being an obsession or a toy to a tool, and this is where my head is at lately.

This morning I discovered MOG, which is a music service that let’s you listen to unlimited amounts of music and download songs to your mobile device for a monthly fee of around US$10. That’s kind of cool. Pandora has become a little repetitive for me lately, probably because I haven’t nursed my playlists along enough and you can’t save the Pandora songs in any manner, so I welcome this new chance to play around with MOG.

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I need something new, something fresh in the computing world to grab my attention. I want a new paradigm. Perhaps Google’s Chrome OS, due out in the middle of next year, will excite me a little bit. Portability with access anywhere? That stuff appeals to the network/connected geek in me. I sort of have that stuff with MobileMe and Dropbox (and the like), but Chrome OS could take it to a new level for me.

Maybe that’ll compute in my head and give me something to get excited about.