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100 Words, 100 Days: Day 89. On Upgrades.

Following on from my post yesterday, I was left in the unfortunate position of having a blank slate of an iPhone. After upgrading to IOS 5, all my music and apps had gone the way of the dodo. What could I do?

With a little help from my friends, (thank you, Ben), I managed to find my back-up files and sync them to my phone. You would’ve thought Apple might have known this would happen and let its customers know. Instead, for ten panic-filled minutes, I was seriously considering becoming a Luddite.

Like it or not, we are slaves to technology.

100 Words, 100 Days: Day 88. On Updates.

So, yesterday evening, after receiving a prompt from my brother, I updated my iPhone 4 with Apple’s new upgrade, the iOS 5. I was promised the very best in 3G widgets and iCloud storage (whatever the hell that is). Great, I thought. Let’s do this.

I followed all the stages, which didn’t take as long as I thought it would, then voila, I had an upgraded phone – minus all the music and apps I had downloaded. Nothing. Gone. Empty.

I cried. At two in the morning I was a broken man, my phone a shadow of its former self. To be continued…

100 Words, 100 Days: Day 80. On Steve Jobs.

Steve Jobs 1955 - 2011

I know many people who swear by Apple Macs. Having never owned one myself, this particular pleasure passed me by. But I love my iPhone. Without it, I’m sad to say, my leisure time just wouldn’t be the same. So it was with some distress that I learned last night of the death of Steve Jobs, the man behind one of the most progressive companies the world of business has ever seen. I wish to join the rest of the community in offering my condolences to his family, friends and co-workers. Apple will miss his guiding hand badly. R.I.P., sir.

 

100 Words, 100 Days: Day 2. I Love My iPhone4.

I love my iPhone4, I love the feel of it. What did I do before I got a hold of it? My life was pretty dull until I saw its face, but now I’m running ’round, shouting all o’er the place.

Oh how my life has changed, my world has rearranged. My old phones now, they all seem so strange. I turn my Facebook on, and I play Angry Birds. I’m peaceful in my heart.

Now I got Google+, with very little fuss, and I got iTunes stored and  now I’m never bored.

But every iPhone has an app that fails.

(With apologies to Chris Martin and the boys from Coldplay.)

Touched by an iPod!

My new gadget.A number of weeks ago I lost my iPod Shuffle. I had grown rather attached to it. It was my little friend whenever I went for a walk or took a long bus journey. It didn’t cost me a penny; it was a freebie my brother picked up on his travels. A small grey thing that looked like a cigarette lighter, it clipped on my belt buckle like a pager…if I had a pager. It stored up to a hundred songs and allowed me to pick the ones I wanted. I loved it. I was scared of it at first. I had to register it with iTunes, download this, download that, and make coffee while I downloaded. I thought it was going to be real complicated; but in the end it wasn’t. The only problem I had was with the earphones – the kind you stick in your ear. Only they wouldn’t stick in my ears. It seems I have ears nothing can stick in unless it’s wax. But you didn’t want to hear that, did you?

So I bought earphones that go over the ears. Not the kind that make you look like a gangsta mudda from the ‘hood, just a plain old pair of phones that would do exactly what it said on the tin: stay where they were supposed to stay.

But then, as I said at the start, I lost it somewhere. I was disconsolate but I got over it. As you do with these things. But I still had to walk to places and take long bus journeys and it was at these times  that I missed my little grey friend. I was lost, alone and Shuffle-less.

After a period of mourning, lasting at least two months, I decided it was time to move on. So, into HMV I went. When I saw her I fell in love. Her face, her look, her feel had me at “hello.” I parted with some cash, collected an iTunes voucher free of charge and away I went. Then when I got home, the fear returned. She was so sleek, so shiny, so black, I felt she would beat me. And she very nearly did – I couldn’t get her out of her box, for starters. Bloody wrapping! I very nearly took a knife to her, until I saw a sticker that said “peel here.” I felt like a gombeen!

But I bit the bullet, connected her to to my PC and waited to see what happened. Ten minutes later, I’m writing this while Lady Touch is whispering sweet nothings in my ear. I wonder what else she has in store for me.

The Lady Touch.