(1) It's not the first time that iTunes got corrupted, music files disappeared, blah, blah, blah. Re-install. Fine, I can live with that.
(2) I haven't synced my iphone and PC for ages and when I did two nights ago, oldest and most recent DLed apps remained while everything in between illogically disappeared, apps that are the most important. Ok let them go. It's out of my control. No way to retrieve infos except probably by manual attempt.
(2) I needed to transfer photos from phone to pc and vice versa and it required me to download this so-called image uploader app and when I did, it required me to update my OS to 3.1.3. I tried.. and ta-daa my phone went into recovery mode which means I had to restore the unit to its original settings. I have recent files, some may be discarded but some are just way too important an information. As recent as they are, no back-up was done yet, adorable Bocelli files included.
(4) Today my screen makes me impatient telling me to wait. Software Update (3 hours remaining)!?
This is great. Sometimes it isn't that good to rely heavily on technology. The convenience and comfort on a daily basis, no question about that. But when it breaks down, it breaks down.
Apple devteam better be get working.
Just for now let me agree with this. "People hate Apple. And this kind of shit is why."
And oh for jailbreakers, better check out forums first before upgrading to 3.1.3.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Usapang Kapehan (Coffee Talk)
A focal salesperson asked: Why does Starbucks charge 2 dollars more for their cup and most are willing to pay for it? Well, theirs ain’t the perfect coffee and I definitely have to agree with that.
Then why?
It’s the experience; plus all the smart advertising strategies that made it secure a solid position on the mainstream market over the years.
A good college friend who followed my ancient friendster blog once told me that everytime she steps into the coffeeshop, she would remember me. For a year of homesickness and aloneliness, in their metaphorical sense, since I’m not alone in Sg anyways, the cozy ambience the coffeeshop provided me with was soothing after a hard day or week’s work. You can find the entire story on the old dusty blog in case you are interested. I’m not a big fan, but those people who had expressed big issues against people who like Starbucks, I don’t get what their problem is. It’s people’s preferences, you know, whether they go there to brand them as the can-afford, who cares.
Makes me realize that the extra-two-dollars I used to willingly pay was for the warm experience on the soft couch with jazzy notes, and no, I can’t get that on my bed or my living room sofa. It's not really the sweet hot cup.
But since Starbucks made up my Latte Factor, that which where your extra money goes unnecessarily expended on nonessential stuff such as candy, bottled water, doughnuts, soda, magazines, and yes, lattes, I’ve had more than enough of the commercialized “masarap na kape”. Except on occasions occurring once in a bluemoon, a nice cup of masarap na kape isn't that bad.
Personally, I’ve got a lot of favorite coffeeshops. Nothing to do with status-quo and such. Plainly said, it’s the experience.
Gloria Jeans, Dagupan. It was where we, Mye and me, put Rachelle’s man on hot hot hottest seat. Mye throwing the most aggressive interrogations and me as the referree, I pity the man! He was red all over while Mye was doing her offensive lawyer-like stint on him.
CBTL (Coffee Bean), Marina Bay. It was because of who I went there with.
Toast Box! It gives me the countryside feel. Wouldn't it be nice if you and your future hubby, if he’s as coffeeholic as you are, spend over a cup of coffee there together when you’ve grown gray hairs. Sweet.
And count the canteen's special-but-not-really-special coffee too! It warms my tummy every morning.
It’s the experience. Really.
Then why?
It’s the experience; plus all the smart advertising strategies that made it secure a solid position on the mainstream market over the years.
A good college friend who followed my ancient friendster blog once told me that everytime she steps into the coffeeshop, she would remember me. For a year of homesickness and aloneliness, in their metaphorical sense, since I’m not alone in Sg anyways, the cozy ambience the coffeeshop provided me with was soothing after a hard day or week’s work. You can find the entire story on the old dusty blog in case you are interested. I’m not a big fan, but those people who had expressed big issues against people who like Starbucks, I don’t get what their problem is. It’s people’s preferences, you know, whether they go there to brand them as the can-afford, who cares.
Makes me realize that the extra-two-dollars I used to willingly pay was for the warm experience on the soft couch with jazzy notes, and no, I can’t get that on my bed or my living room sofa. It's not really the sweet hot cup.
But since Starbucks made up my Latte Factor, that which where your extra money goes unnecessarily expended on nonessential stuff such as candy, bottled water, doughnuts, soda, magazines, and yes, lattes, I’ve had more than enough of the commercialized “masarap na kape”. Except on occasions occurring once in a bluemoon, a nice cup of masarap na kape isn't that bad.
Personally, I’ve got a lot of favorite coffeeshops. Nothing to do with status-quo and such. Plainly said, it’s the experience.
Gloria Jeans, Dagupan. It was where we, Mye and me, put Rachelle’s man on hot hot hottest seat. Mye throwing the most aggressive interrogations and me as the referree, I pity the man! He was red all over while Mye was doing her offensive lawyer-like stint on him.
CBTL (Coffee Bean), Marina Bay. It was because of who I went there with.
Toast Box! It gives me the countryside feel. Wouldn't it be nice if you and your future hubby, if he’s as coffeeholic as you are, spend over a cup of coffee there together when you’ve grown gray hairs. Sweet.
And count the canteen's special-but-not-really-special coffee too! It warms my tummy every morning.
It’s the experience. Really.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
On Kids and Parents
If I had a kid that hasn't reached grade 6, I won't let him/her delve into the social networking world just yet and probably won't give him/her the gallant gadgets too. I talk like this is easy huh. Media, in all its forms and faces, no matter how educational, informative, however good one could depict it, it is still evil. Unless my kid is exceptionally responsible and matured enough at that age, well, I might consider.
And yes, I can let my parents open their own facebook accounts. I’d even add them as friends. On one condition though, they should do their best to keep themselves from too much prying. :)
And yes, I can let my parents open their own facebook accounts. I’d even add them as friends. On one condition though, they should do their best to keep themselves from too much prying. :)
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