According to my lunch-mates, I am now selling myself to Google because of the outermost left column of this page.

What they never had imagined was this: The ads are so targeted that they solved my Palm issues within the first few impressions. That’s right. See the post for yourself. Pay attention, if you will, to the ads: “Noisy instruments?”, “Treat ringing in the ears”, and so forth.

Fine, I, the impressed media partner, thought; let’s have a closer look.

Fall asleep under a blanket of smooth air conditioner hum

Drift off to sleep to the relaxing purr of an electric fan’s white noise sound.

Comforting vacuum cleaner sound and white noise eases colic, helps babies fall asleep.

Pure white noise CDs

So, lunch-mates. Now what? Who’s got the last laugh now?

(If only they would stop displaying ads for coffee machines on the front page. I’m not sure if I like the unnecessarily detailed description of my office desk)

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Seamlessly syncing bookmarks against a server is good. Losing them is excactly the opposite.

While my eyes and guitars gently weep, I am somewhat relieved that I never took the time of cleaning up my bookmarks – and started collecting them here instead (which even has a html cache). I am, however, feeling a bit sad that I, for more than three years, have bookmarked sites thinking “I never know when I need this, but it’s nice to have somewhere.”

BookmarkSync is crashing and burning

The founders, Michael Berneis and Terence Way are open sourcing the client and server applications.

I’m hoping for: A client and a server application built on the SyncIT platform that let me sync with any server on the net – using standard, old-fashioned FTP.
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It plays your mp3 files when it rings. It lets you browse your favourite sites. It shoots video and stills and beams it out of here with anything from over-the-air to the tooth. And yet it’s only the size of your palm (and smaller than your Palm).

And, of course, the well-known, but never-seen 3G features. It surely has everything. Including a new keyboard that you won’t know how to handle. If 3G is a challenge, Nokia wants to make sure it will be so.

They want us to meet yet another character in the lounge for text input technologies.

A two-column keyboard that fits the new, crazy shape of this, the next-generation phone. But hey, it plays your mp3 files when it rings.
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- There are only a few left still swearing to IE

- Agree

- First time in life I said that, and someone agreed.

- Agree again. The even better thing is that the fight of arbitrary html features has stopped

- Yep. It’s like they finally understood the meaning of standards.

- Or whatever

- Agree
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Mange er helt autistiske autentiske, fortalt af let pinligt berørte venner og bekendte.
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• Books. The pile of old newspapers

  Put your favourite book on top of the pile. Leave it there for a day, or until today’s newspaper has been read. Throw the pile in the slum container for recyclable paper.

• Knifes and forks. The pile of old pizza boxes

  Simply eat off the box with your favorite knife and fork. Finish pizza, leave cutlery in box. Throw the pile in the slum container for recyclable paper. A friend tells me that this also works with spoons. Not me. A friend. That makes him weird, doesn’t it?

• Money. The pile of old money institute documents

  Restructure your loans. Then, immediately sell your apartment. You may loose as much as 4000 Euros if this is done right. (It’s just like if you) throw the pile of money in the slum container for recyclable paper.

• Work: The pile of unfinished items on a to-do list

  Meet early. Work hard. Feel victimised of a historic power outage resetting to-do list. Improved results if you don’t save documents underway and disable annoying auto-backups.

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Another text input for small devices enters the stage (or the lounge, more on that later). Fastap is hoping for finger massage by exposing one button for each letter in the alphabet. Alphabetically. As in slow. As in finger jamming. As in enlarging the size of a gadget.

T9 is still my best bet, but what do they think themselves? I mean; the technologies? I present to you, the about to be mystified reader, a fake transcript from the text input lounge – starring Don “neither machine” Norman.
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Two Danish online services thought the freshness and style of hyper-modern retro neon [insert even more airy words here] would benefit their business and hit right there in the middle of the youth segment where the tool has to be cool to rule.

Digital Identity

Payload

I know Macvaerk did the Digital Identity .. identity; who did the Payload?
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JustBlog: Ad for an almost-free, yet new Palm Tungsten T2

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After heavy debating with acquaintances, strangers, and loved ones, I downloaded Skype the other night.

One was stupefied by the quality.

After one had been stupefied by the quality for more than a few minutes, one listened to friend’s ad-hoc radio show with pre-recorded prank calls and quality music chosen by that same friend with an ear for just that. In-between and while, we discussed in a friendly manner and spoke smalltalk.

The quality meditated, the whole setting more than regularly snappy became quite straightforward. As if we had always used IP telephony since who-knows-when.

But the question “Why free and without spyware – yet still not open source or open standard?” still hangs dangling in the sky above Copenhagen.

Too bad my friend’s name is not Per. It is, afterall a rather common name in this country.
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Anybody here want to buy my Palm? Yes? You, back there? Oh, phone. I see. Smartphone. Palm functionality. Good for you. Anybody? You? … say you’ve already got two of them and a third would keep you from applauding when I leave. Clever.

I am the owner of a screaming Palm. Well, not exactly screaming, but noisy, annoying, whisteling, squaking, crying, peeping, screeching, singing, whining, piping, hissing, squeaking Palm. Its display sounds like when you lend your ear to a TV screen.

So? Let the store know, get a new one, I hear you, the reader, say. (Hope you feel silly talking to a webpage).

Well, did that already. Got a new one in the mail. It peeps, too.

Coupland says that nerds over-focus. I’m not sure if that makes me a nerd or just focused. Now, when I turn on anything the size of a Palm, I mentally hear the peeping noise. It’s also there when I try to sleep. It’s greeting me in the morning the minute I wake up. It follows me on my trip to the office. I even caught myself thinking that my colleague must have a shut-off button somewhere so we could claim just a little silence.

So I wrote Palm Support yet another mail explaining that using the device is asking for headache and tinnitus with the push of a button. Last time I did that I was told that the Palm was DOA. They were indeed right.

So, hoping that I fed Google with enough keywords, I’d like to hear from you if your’re the sad owner of a peeping Palm. Leave a comment even if you think I’m the one going mad.

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My final proof. Been waiting for this. And now, served on a silver dish disposable towel, here we are. My theory (now bullet-proof) is that once you enter the Cinemaxx Theatre in Fisketorvet shopping center, your feet are walking on steady, reliable, carefully crafted, but completely and with utter self-assured German kitsch purple, steel, glass, mirror, synthetic planting, German ground.

Never found it funny, not even cryptic, that Cinemaxx was build after the Schengen treaty was signed? Are you the real Denmark?
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ZIP is short for Zone Improvement Plan. The lowest ZIP code is in New England (02107), the highst in Ketchikan, Alaska (99950).

The first digit represents a group of states, the next two an area within that group, next two a specific region.

More in Wikipedia

Use of ZIP codes were voluntary when introduced in 1963. Of course, postal services would prefer mailers use the codes making their job easier, enabling them to leave early.

It did, sadly, turn out that Mr. Doe of the sixties had no intentions of letting Mr. Postman leave early. “I got too many o’ digits runnin’ round my head”, he said over and over again. And he was not a lying man, Mr. Doe.

Economy coming around these years, things needed efficiency. Numbers, impersonal numbers, were introduced to describe most anything from people to pets, and, god forbid it, postal districts.

In came Mr. Zip. A good example of the past’s tendency to let family members of the board draw logos and commercials, if not naming products, mr. Zip is indeed a badly drawn boy. He did, nonetheless, prepare and teach the mailing population of America to use zip codes. That was a good thing since the codes were made mandatory in 1967.

His message was not only Use ZIP codes, though. He also had the pleasure of educating Americans to “Mail early in the day”.

Where am I going with all this? Fact is I don’t know. Maybe its a product of early-fall cold with the flu look-n-feel all spiced up with fever and the gruesome task of sleeping two-digit hours.
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An easy trick to impress clients and chose a color scheme in a hurry: Let your favorite family photo album picture decide your color scheme. That is the twisted (by me) message of this new article on Boxes and Arrows. To sum up:

Boxes and Arrows: Natural Selections: Colors Found in Nature and Interface Design
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