April 13, 2003
Stop me if I start getting bionic implants
Never in my life have I felt like such a Palm-swinging, teched-out geek.
As we test out the Alpha Smart 3000, it's been with me pretty much everywhere I go. I've been typing away in cars, on buses, sitting in the living room with friends, you name it. Then Sean upped the ante: he gave me a Palm, an m125, so I can more easily take down contact details and set up meetings and all that sort of thing.
So I spent part of Friday learning my way around the Palm, practicing Graffiti (their handwriting recognition script), and just in general playing around. But good lord do I look the geek.
On my person whenever I leave the house now:
What's next? Bionic cellular implants in my ear? A satellite internet hookup in my fingertips? Maybe I can be like Tom Cruise in Minority Report, but jump in and stop me if I start looking at bionic replacement shoulders for easier backpack-choofing, okay? Though now that I think about it, maybe that's not a bad idea — and if they come with a built-in stylus for my hand, I'm sold!
Posted by Ant at 10:09 AM
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Comment by Vbrookie on May 30, 2003 08:00 AM
I know how you feel. I carry this one pack with me everyday to work and back, and when ever I go out. It contains a HP notebook, a RipGo (MP3 player + mini CD writer), a optical mouse, 4 port USB adapter, and a palm. And of course a mobile phone that has internet access and messaging capability, on my belt with black earphone dangling on my the side.
Like you I am waiting on line for the bionic implants! d:-P~...
Comment by Ant on June 3, 2003 01:13 AM
The writing alone can make me feel like such a dork - notebooks, backpack full of alpha smarts and laptop... palm... mobile... just about every gadget I have comes down to helping me write... if I get any dorkier with my writing, I'm going to buy a guitar case and turn into the scribbler version of the guy in "Desperado"
("Hi boys. It's me. Want to write some poetry tonight? Great. Bring your guitars.")