Category Archives: Travel

Trips, cities, airports, and life on the road.

Farewell

The charger on my laptop has finally given out, mere weeks after it came back from its two month repair trip. I’m preparing to do a brain transplant of the hard drive right now. Hopefully this will turn out better than attempts to fix it have before. For now though I’m going to be computing primarily on my desktop, with its new motherboard, and I’m moving all my development stuff over here. I’ve forgotten how snappy a nice desktop can be, and it’s actually a relatively pleasant experience. The thing I can’t stand is being tied to a desk though, I had gotten quite acustomed to working anywhere and everywhere, bouncing from WiFi hotspot to hotspot throughout my day.

Send What?

This is not a post about the war. They’re doing something just like this in Houston, and I heard on the radio today that the two items really wanted over there are baby wipes and beef jerky. Now think about this a second, and tell me why when we’re spending billions a day we can’t get the fine men and women risking their lives for us some freaking baby wipes? Third party groups have to beg us for money for support operations when we already give gads of money to the government for the very same purpose? I’m sure there’s a good reason, I just don’t know what it is.

Gig Tomorrow

I’m going to be playing a big band gig on the Kemah Boardwalk tomorrow, Sunday, at 2 PM. Okay the gig is actually at University of Houston Downtown, and it’s going to be with the amazing pianist who won the Great American Piano Competition last year, Deanna Witkowski. There is more information here. I’m going to be playing lead alto and I have a couple of solos and we might do one of my features this week. I’m performing a lot less this year, but next year my schedule will be as such to allow me to participate in more groups with hopefully more performances like this.

I Now Have… Pants

The weekend was a ton of fun, starting off with me barely recovered but going to Rene’s birthday party (which has pics up now), next day getting a Tungsten T and meeting some H-Town people (Kathy and Christine summarize nicely), and then taking an unexpected road trip on Sunday to Navasota and meeting my sister. You see, when I left Austin after SxSW I was in a little bit of a hurry and I ended up leaving 3 pairs of pants, 2 belts, and 3 shirts. I just flat out forgot them. Picked those up and had lunch with my sister and her roommate. Charleen has a thousand stories. We visited a graveyard with an ancestor buried there and it was an interesting experience all around.

Today was a beautiful, beautiful day. Many ups and downs, but the highlight was that the new lenses for my glasses came in. My prescription has changed quite a bit, and I’ve been seeing the world in sort of a haze for I guess a year now. As I waited for them to put the new lenses in I walked from store to store, browsing at Radio Shack, listening to some music, eating a slice of apple pie, and when I got my glasses back I put them on and gasped. There couldn’t be a better time of the year for this to happen. As I walked outside I felt the sun kiss my skin and the trees are beautiful and OH MY GOD look at the amazing leaves I can see each one. Everything is so incredibly crisp I just want to grab it and make sure it’s all real.

Tungsten T Review Review

The PalmOS news world has changed quite a bit in the past several years: you have the corporate, the fallen star, the amazingly thorough, the good but dying, and the current star. And then there’s Brighthand. The history behind the site is scandalous but unimportant, and instead let’s focus on their latest feature article, titled “The Zen Done Gone.” (Which brings to mind Brad’s comment at SxSW to the effect of “Grammarians around the world shuddered.”)

In this article Trotter Hardy decides to take to task the “Zen of Palm” by comparing its stated goals with the design of the Tungsten T. This could have been a very interesting article, especially if it had focused on Palm’s inclusion of numerous multimedia features while not making any significant improvements to the built-in PIM functions. What we get instead is a heavily biased presentation of one person’s difficulty, which to me is the very worst kind of review. (I remember a review of the Treo which spent half of the article complaining about T-Mobile service and saying nothing about the device itself.)

It starts out with a rant about the sliding bottom that covers the graffiti area. Hardy misses the point completely, which is as much a usage issue as it is a size issue. Palm did research and found that most handheld usage is data retrieval. That’s not a revelation if you’ve used a handheld for any period of time, but it’s nice to see that real usage affected the design of the unit. Some of my friends who have Tungstens have told me that they seldom ‘open’ the unit at all because all common tasks can be done with the unit closed (and a lot with the cover on!). It’s true that closing it only makes it .8″ smaller, but when the whole thing is just 4.8″ tall that’s a good fifth of the height. Also does adding the movable component really add that much to the production cost? It was my impression that manufacturers had been doing the moving parts thing for a while now, and the unit seems to be priced very competitively with its non-moving-part competitors.

Five paragraphs later, we have more complaints about the size. Apparently the Sony SJ33, which has been available for 10 days in America so in terms of context means very little to most people, just “feels good in your hand, like it wants to be there. Not so the Tungsten T.” A little research reveals there is a whopping .1 inch difference in width between the two. Perhaps that tenth of an inch makes a big difference to him, but his impression is most likely the result of another bias. As an added note the Tungsten T is lighter in weight than the SJ33 as well. The second part of this section says the unit is too slippery, which if true for the Tungsten is true for most handhelds out there. The third section describes what I can surmise is difficulty with holding the unit due to it having buttons on the side but it’s really hard to see through the incoherent writing and pick out what specifically is being criticized here, and what the author would consider a better solution to be. Should there be no buttons on the side? How does the bottom “collapsing” cause one to drop it? The last criticism of the cover is probably the most valid, as it’s compared to known units, but I’m surprised the reviewer didn’t know the cover clipped on the back, as this has been standard for detachable covers, most notably on the Visor series. I’m more surprised that the reviewer wasn’t familiar with the side flip cover on the V and 500 series, the V series being the most common Palms in the world. (May not be still be the most common, but for at least 3–4 years it was. I haven’t seen any data recently of this sort.)

If you’re going to talk about size and comfort when discussing a PalmOS unit, at the very least compare it to the units everyone knows, like the V/500 series, the III series, or maybe a Visor. To be truthful though these comparisons are of limited real-world use unless the unit is deformed. If you’re considering buying a handheld, online or otherwise, go into the store and lift it up, put your hands around it, turn it around. Best Buy is not good for this because they have their units in little cages, someplace like CompUSA or Circuit City is usually better because they have everything attached with a little security string, which while annoying is much less intrusive. Best of all, find a friend or colleague who has one: hold it in your hands sans restraints; most of all, put it in your pocket or wherever you plan to carry it. In a perfect world there would be a high-class store that would allow you to do the above, and such a thing has been discussed in Houston, but it’s probably not economically viable.

I’m going to skip over the part about bundled applications being too complicated; they’re optional and if you don’t like it don’t install it or find something better. Documents to Go is a great thing to include because it’s not just something consumers have been asking for, it’s something they’re demanding. It’s a powerful program that does a lot, but the basic interface is pretty elegant and doesn’t present too many complicated options. I still like Wordsmith, and the fact that I have that option is a testament to PalmSource’s commitment to the Palm Economy that they don’t develop their own program and bundle it by default with every unit they sell; competition is a good thing. Additionally, it’s a big selling point that on PalmOS you can do more with Office documents than you can on the PocketPC platform.

The final rant about not being able to access files off a SD card, as it stands, is just filler. If the author had dug deeper and discovered the cause of the problem, he could have reported accurately whether it was the result of human error (something at this point in the article I’m inclined to believe) or whether it is actually a failing in Palm’s product. The process of putting the files on the card is so vague almost nothing can be concluded from it.

One doesn’t have to look far to find plenty of glowing reviews of the Tungsten T, and more importantly I’ve been quite impressed with it when I’ve dealt with it in person, which is why I’m confident about the product and getting one this weekend.

Of course I didn’t expect much from a site whose design is a remarkably similar to Glassdog/Lance Arthur, but don’t take the mere uncanny resemblance as damning evidence, as Brighthand enhances the design with garish ads, mediocre writing, and gaudy graphics. A “Brighthand member” has left comments to the effect that permission was asked before the design was used. I don’t have any information to the contrary and I think my comments were unnecessarily harsh, so in the interest of peace I hereby withdraw these.

Out for the Count

Well, it’s happened again. I should have seen it coming, the signs were all there, but I hoped “Not this time, it’s different.” However here I sit with what is most likely strep throat, judging from my track record and the terrible pain every time I swallow. This was not entirely unexpected, as every year for the past five or so I have contracted some alphabet letter of strep combined with something else, the worst being last year when I actually ended up in the hospital, on Valentine’s day. This year has been my healthiest ever though, and I’ve hardly gotten a cold or a sniffle for almost a year, so I was hoping this wouldn’t happen. That said, the timing could have been worse; I’m glad it wasn’t at SxSW (like poor Jane or Ernie); I’m glad it wasn’t on Valentine’s day; I’m glad it wasn’t during an “important” school week; I’m glad that you’re still reading at this point. I’m going to try and get some more rest. Updates will either be light, or come at a Kathyesque rate—we’ll see.

Piece of Cake

The mid-term on ethics was actually pretty easy, and the extra day or two of reading certainly didn’t hurt at all. It is really one of my favorite classes right now, and the professor has a really interesting British accent that seems to keep me quite interested in what he’s saying, or maybe I’m just dreaming. Of course living in Houston I should have a cinch on ethics, since our corporate community has it in bounds.

Over the past 3 hours I have caught up on more email than I thought possible. My inbox no longer runneth over. I have a strangely satisfied feeling that feels like I’ve done something, because email is not just a set of communication, but my inboxes (I have one address for business and one for pleasure) represent a set of things to do, of items screaming for attention in their unassuming way.

This was all done in what I believe to be the most perfect coffee house I have encountered so far: Outlets and ethernet ports every 4 feet and wireless so you don’t need to plug in, a friend who works there, very reasonable prices, good music, and some of the best bread I have ever tasted in my life. Well Sarah’s done with work now so I’m off.

For those that were asking, it’s called Kraftsmen and is at 4100 Montrose, 77006. It’s the place with the giant chessboard and the British telephone booth. Put another way, it’s inbetween the Black Lab and Cezanne’s and the Montrose Public Library. I also found out that they validate parking so that’s a plus.

Mid-Term Tomorrow, Really

So after much ado my mid-term really, truly is tomorrow. There can be no further delays or misunderstandings, it’s just a fact. Truthfully I wish it was just over, as I have a lot of Houston schmoozing to catch up on. For now however I will try and immerse myself in the in the intricacies of moral philosophy.

In other news I went for a much-needed eye checkup today. One eye had hardly changed from my last checkup, but the other had jumped into the deep end of the pool of myopia. Within the week though I should have new lenses in my current glasses (I’m not crazy about my other pair). In geek terms, I’ll be going from 1024×768 to a crisp 1600×1200. Now if I could only increase my memory…

Last Pictures

I just added the last of my SxSW pictures. As many of you know Monday was my last day, so I don’t have any from Tuesday. Also for those that asked it actually turned out the Ethics mid-term wasn’t today, but is on Thursday, which was actually a big relief. Coming back I was utterly exhausted—physically, emontionally, and intellectually—and I crashed for about 6 hours in a very satisfying nap. There’s no bed like home.

Thoughts from An Old Hand

I was sitting next to Derek when he wrote this. Some interesting thoughts, and I’m as guilty as any of being weblog-centric in my thinking. I think WiFi, which I’m involved in through the Houston Wireless group, and weblogs, which you are experiencing now. I see a tremendous potential for enfranchisement, which I’m not even sure if that’s a word but it’s the best suited I can think of. My confession: I used to hate the word ‘weblog’, ‘blog’, and every variant thereof. At one point I spent hours scouring this site for every mention of it and removing on sight. I’ve gotten over myself.

First Night

Note: This is an extremely rough draft, sans links, grammar, and coherence. This will be updated with all of the above.

As you can see from the last few posts, I was quite lost for a little bit. Once I got to Austin and Charleen (my sister) wasn’t sure where Stubbs was, I decided to follow my intuition on which side of town it was on, and then find a Starbucks once I got closer and look up the actual address. I ended up exiting by the University of Texas, and I drove around for about 10 minutes. No Starbucks! So I basically war drove around until I found a good signal, a place to stop, and decided where I was. Fortunately I was only about 5 minutes from where I needed to be. Once I followed the easy directions there, parking was another matter. I drove and drove and drove ’til I finally broke down and forked up $5 for parking. I walked down to Stubb’s, went in, and realized I had no idea where everyone was. After looking around for a while it seemed the only course of action would be to call Mike or Christine, but both of their numbers were back in the car. So uphill two blocks to the car, boot laptop, grab numbers, call Mike. He couldn’t have been more helpful and met me at the front door and guided me to the “VIP Room”.

Once I was in I honestly recognized about two people, both of which only because their pictures are prominent on their sites. I was introduced briefly to Brad, and I filled out a name-card and entry form for a door prize. Sat with Christine, Coffee Mike, and a few others whose name’s escape me. Christine and Mike had just gotten there about 10 minutes before me, as they had been a bit lost too, though in a different area. Unfortunately we were too late for any food, which looked excellent. I hope I can make it back there sometime soon. I saw people there I would have liked to talk to, but I was tired from the drive and a bit shy. As it turned out it wasn’t a problem because there was much more mingling downstairs later.

The last person to get there was the famous Jish, who entered to applause. He flew in from ??? with a three hour stopover in Denver. I was pleasantly surprised when he not only said hello but remembered my name as well. (We met a while back.)

Party moved downstairs with Jish and Mike.I talked briefly to Wes Felter, had Cam tell me he was someone else (for a moment). where I got to meet Rannie and Ernie, who are both delightful, Alison, Mike, and more than a few others whose name’s also escape me. I had a very pleasant conversation with Joe Clark for a while; fascinating guy. I finally found out why he spells it “shurely”.

Went to Ivory Cat, but they couldn’t accommodate or something. Same thing at blues club down the street.

Decided that food was a must, ate with Christine, Mike, and Mike. Hamburger was great.

Went to the lounge of the Omni to smooze. Met Ming Yum, another Mike, Kristen (http://www.booboolina.com/), talked with Jish, played around with Rannie and Lucian. Then walked back with Coffee Mike and Christine.

20 minutes later, I’m now at my sister’s house and looking forward to the soft bed that awaits me.