Saturday, July 24, 2010

intersted

The following e-mail was received in our office. All of the original formatting has been preserved.

From: [name redacted]

Sent: [date redacted]

To: [name redacted]

Subject: intersted

Hello im [name redacted] and i seen you were looking for help.I am going to colloge with [name redacted] for web desing.I whould like the experince in your field you can reach me at [number redacted] thank you



We are fucking doomed.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Talk Nerdy to Me

I love technology.

Yesterday I went through my vast music collection, comprised of songs I'd pulled from Napster or other torrents, copied from YouTube using a freeware program called Audacity, downloaded from friends' iPods, and ripped from CDs I purchased from various online retailers. I dumped all the songs I wanted onto a 1" long thumb drive that has sixty-four times the storage capacity of my first desktop.


Today, I placed a micro SD card into an adapter sleeve and inserted the rig into a reader connected to my work computer through one of six free USB ports. I transferred all the song files from the flash drive onto the card. I now have eight hours of music taking up only 1/16th of the storage space on a card that's smaller than my pinky nail. The card went into my cell phone, thus obviating the need for a separate mp3 player.


What I really geek out about in all of this is the fact that it's no big deal. Everybody is familiar with this sort of file exchanging, and everyone expects storage capacity to at least double every year. My phone is smarter and more powerful than the computers that put men on the moon, and I consider it a cheapie not-quite-a-throwaway-but-close.


I can't wait to buy a terabyte thumb drive.