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I’ve been using the the Instinct for about a month or so now and I have to say, it’s definitely no iPhone.

And while most devout Apple/Mac/iPhone users would say “duh, I could have told you so”, I knew that in advance when purchasing it; I just thought it would have been a little more user-friendly and intuitive. And with a name like “Instinct” you’d think it would be, but it’s not. At all.

I mean it’s not at all hard to figure out how to use but there’s just some really basic functionality to its features that isn’t there and I really fail to comprehend how they could have overlooked some of these things before the product launched to the public.

Take for instance, the power-lock key: this should easily lock or unlock the phone, but it doesn’t and even after over a months use, still fumble to do so without powering the phone. The same goes for removing the battery cover on the back, if you don’t figure out the proper removal method at first it can be a real chore to pry open. And once you get into the phone, everything from the touch sensitivity to tap-to-add functionality is inconsistent and disappointing throughout the varies functions within.

Even after I presumably get my $150 rebate I will still have paid half of what I would have paid for an iPhone and with far from the same level of quality and consistency as found with any of Apple’s products.

I’m still surprised to this day when people express bewilderment over why I appear aghast when they say their using Windows.

Well below is another great example of why I’m a devoted Mac and/or Linux fan. I just received an email from a family member who was trying to share some recent photo’s via the MSN Photo E-mail slideshow system. What arrived in my inbox was sheer crap (and not on account of the family member’s pics), just look at the snapshot of its contents:

I thought maybe it was just a corrupted email, link or something like that so I tried to log into the associated link but that failed to work too:

So out of formality, I tried clicking on their “Sign Up Now” button, but that failed too, not surprisingly:

So family members (by this I mean people in general, for those family members who might choose to take this personally ) at large…please, please, please stop using MSN’s services; switch to Google, anything, just not these guys and end this ugly, antiquated technological nightmare you’ve so sheepishly allowed to herd you.

Welcome to the first of many, many overly detailed accounts of my day, many days, countless days, with well-nigh a fanatical commitment to repetition. So, on with it…
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Mondays and/or 18+ hour days are usually some of the most productive for me.

Take today for instance:

Up at 6:30am PST, off to school at SMC and in by 7am: parked, breakfast served and eaten, and pre-class review all before 8am. Then 3 non-stop hours of valid XHTML design work and review, followed by nearly 2-hours of uber-dry, lecturing on I don’t even (nearly) remember at this point in a required, entry-level, computer science class.

Then at a quarter to 1pm, it was off across town by the 10, to my new diggs at the Sugar Shack:

-for a little respite from the cramped computer labs, parking and what have you.

I finally got around to installing Office 2008 on my newish MacBook Pro, while cramming down a poor man’s lunch of PB&J and veggies chips (yum). Incidentally, this install was required for school, otherwise I stick with Google Docs, OpenOffice or NeoOffice/J, depending on the task at hand.

Yes, I’m digressing already, but I’m coming ’round the bend on a 24-hour day, so bear with me. ;o

So, continuing:

I completed my Excel assignment for my CS3 class, bounded out the door to beat down the Meter Maid…and, O.K. not really; but I would, damn them all to hell! So, with the narrowly avoided life imprisonment sentence, I was back on the trail West, via Pico blvd. Making a quick stop at BofA for a timely (insert Rubeus Hagrid voice) withdrawal, I was soon back in SMC student parking garage, and as luck (or something) would have it, was able to slip right back into my morning’s previous slot, just as it’s previous occupant was egressing for the day…nice.

Then it was a quick hike up three flights of stairs and into one of my more favorable spots in the lab, for nearly another solid 3-hours work in which I submitted my Excel project (after a few minor corrections to account for OS differences, all the school’s systems are Windows), a quick review of my 3rd class assignment and chapter material, then a self-administered, online quiz: bam, done and thank you may I have another, and it was on to the bulk of my work in XHTML; yay for validation!

Homeward bound, I stopped quickly for one of my fav’s from Trader Joe’s: their potato and cheddar perogi, which incidentally, was far from quick. Seems everyone’s jumped the gun on Thanksgiving this year. Then it was back on the road, another (real) quick stop for gas, then finally home by a little after 8pm. Set the dinner ta’ cookin’, fed the felines, finished prep on my new raw, soaked almonds and finished dinner prep, along with 2-3 other roomies. We all broke our bread over the last half or so of the 3rd, final and some say awful, Matrix: Revolutions.

Yet on to even more binary arteries and a quick back-story to my life and yes, even more digressing, woot! (-has this been trademarked yet? Hmm, I wonder…).

So, about 3.5-years ago a then acquaintance Adam Wiggins, through a SoCal crew called the Orangekids, gave me a great opportunity to pull my head out of my ass, working at his first of 10 companies (he figured 9 out of 10 businesses fail so why not create 10 to insure success? Damn good reasoning I’d say…). Well as fate (or something) would have it, the first of the 10 succeeded. Not long after he made me partner and well, now, fast-forward several years and he’s eyeing up his exit-strategy. Can’t say I blame him, he’s since gone on to form several other companies, including the Heroku venture.

Ahem, anyway I was talking about tonight, yes tonight I continued gathering data for one of the latest parties interested in our internet fabric company; I’ve posted some shots from over the years at our shared warehouse with The Do LaB, here on our new, Ning social fabric network.

And now, deliriously stupid as I’ve become writing this brain dump, it’s time for a blissful night of celestial ether-eavesdropping, on my sub-conscious self.

Yay and woot (to the power of 3).
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Onwards Christian soldiers!