August 12th, 2009
An iMac G4 makes the perfect addition to any workspace, even ones with chill-inducing dog decorations adorning the wall.
It looks like a modest 15″ edition running OS X 10.4 Tiger, the same as mine. Here’s another workspace featuring an iMac G4 that’s a bit more my style. Love the chair.
[Via Desire to Inspire, courtesy of Fffound!]
June 11th, 2009
My roommate has this thing with technology. It freaks him out.
Like when my iMac and my iPhone ring with an iCal alarm at the same time, he gets spooked. Sometimes my iMac G3, running OS 9, will wake up in the middle of the night and start talking in some robotic voice. My roommate said he almost tossed the Mac into the pond next to our apartment.
But now I’m starting to worry.
I gave that Wolfram|Alpha thingy a try the other day, on my iPhone, and got the above message. It addressed me personally, and I freaked out a little.
Now I know my iPhone has my name in it. And I know that the HAL-like graphic invokes some 2001 reference (“What are you doing, Dave?”). Still. It’s a bit creepy to have your phone address you by your first name.
Called it the Uncanny Valley, or call it some robotic defense system that becomes self aware and starts offing humans. Whatever. It’s terrible.
And now Adobe products are figuring things out on their own.
I dig technology. I’ve devoted this blog to a device that reads my friggin’ handwriting. The Newton is pretty smart.
But it doesn’t call me out by name. That’s a step too far.