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iPod Blues, The Quattro Stagioni
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iPod. We meet again. At last, the circle is complete. When I left you, I was but the learner. Now *I* am the master…
Yeah, it started working again. Sort of. Click spamming the litte button in the middle brought it back to life. I liken it to digital CPR. If only the dead battery icon turned into a pulse, and flatlined when it was going flat. You could give it CPR to recharge the batteries for a short while until you could find the electric paddles of doom and give it a good charge.
I know what the next iPod accessory on my list will be. The iFibrillate TM.
But it’s still a bit rooted. Some files on there are corrupted. I’m going to format it when I can stand looking at it again. I might even use it for music again soon. I wish they’d hurry up with ipodlinux for the gen 4s. I can’t wait to record stuff with it.
And play pong.
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Why I So Rarely Update This Thing
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I’ve just realised why it is that I don’t update this page daily.
It has a lot to do with how the information gets out of my head and onto the page in the first place. And the main reason it doesn’t happen more often is that I Can’t Touch Type. There, I’ve said it. I’m a nerd and I can’t touch type. I really am quite ashamed of it. It’s not like I haven’t tried to learn. I’ve played around with Mavis Beacon (no not like that), and I’ve looked at TypeQuick, but I’ve never stuck with it. Typing of the Dead looks good, but I’ve never seen it in stock at any game store, and you can’t download it on the intarweb.
So I’m stuck banging away at the keyboard slowly, always looking down to make sure I’m hitting the right keys. I only type with two fingers and my thumb, and it’s not all because I’m lazy. I managed to get nerve damage in my left arm from leaning on it for 14 hours straight while video editing a few years ago. It’s almost fully recovered, but I just can’t get the pinky finger on my left hand to hit the right keys. It won’t do it. It’s like some bastard inbred lovechild of a finger that is incapable of doing what it’s told. Maybe with training it’ll come good, but I don’t hold out much hope. So for now, I’m stuck at typing at about 30 words a minute or less.
So why don’t I use voice dictation? Well, sometimes I do. It comes in handy for essays where I have to read a whole lot of stuff out of a book and quote it. But given there is nearly always someone home when I’m blogging, I feel like a fucking prat talking into my computer.
The other reason is that my brain doesn’t work that quickly. I can easily come up with a sentance in my head and then write it down or type it, but when it comes to reading that same sentance aloud, it gets changed from my brain to my mouth. I stumble on it, wondering if it sounds right, when it’s not ever going to be listened to, it’s going to be read. It just seems much more natural to me if the whole things stays in my head until it’s written down, as opposed to coming out of my mouth.
I don’t really know why, but saying this kind of stuff just doesn’t work for me. Instead of making it easier, it makes it harder as I sit around thinking of something to say.
Looking at it now, it probably takes the same amount of time either way, it’s just that typing things out means that my fingers are working about as fast as my brain is coming up with words, but talking requires thought if I’m going to say anything meaningful, and so I’m often pausing thinking of what I’m going to say next.
Either way, I’m still not comfortable with the whole voice dictation process, and so I’m stuck with typing it out, slowly.
Maybe I’ll go and get a dvorak keyboard. Or maybe I should stop being so fucking lazy and just learn how to type. I think it’s time to search for Typing of the Dead again.
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