Category: Rants

Business Time: iPad or Android?

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With the rumour mills firing up to full capacity about the next iPad and its specifications, the time has come to ask the question: Will I buy a tablet?

I personally don’t have a tablet device, I’ve never really needed one for home having both a netbook and desktop machine. Recently though I’ve been toying of the idea of using one for work.

What I’d want to do with a tablet for work:

  • Take notes in meetings
  • Record meetings (audio)
  • Access previous meeting notes
  • Access WiFi in meetings
  • Create or Access documents in meetings

What I’d like to do with a tablet for home:

  • Browse the internet
  • Write on-the-go blog posts
  • Play games
  • Stream movies from network drive

The software I use every day like Dropbox and Evernote and Google Docs are supported on most devices these days so transferring from an Android or Apple device would be easy.

One thing I can see that may be a slight hitch in this plan is that I own an Kindle Keyboard. Now this doesn’t seem like too big a deal, but I do love my Kindle to death so moving to either Kindle for iPad or Kindle for Android may be either an enhanced experience or a degraded experience depending on the circumstances.

In any case I’ll still be keeping my Kindle Keyboard as it is the best travel companion one could ask for, other than some good human company of course!

So here lies the dilemma, jump now? or wait till the next Apple iPad is released?

Decisions, Decisions…

The Universe is fucked, and so am I

Isn’t it lovely when we start new things, when we form new friendships and relationships.

How bright the candle burns during those times, how we feel like all the horrid things that have happened to us in the past aren’t of any consequence and finally the veil is lifted to see the light of all that is good once more.

But, just as quickly all hopes can be dashed against the levels of fucking bullshit that The Universe decides to throw back in our faces, when at your highest peak you can be thrust into the belly of dispair once more… dispair at an intensity you never thought you would feel so soon again.

You’ve got to laugh, why do we even bother? I mean is it worth it?

Does it feel right to focus all your hopes, dreams, fears and excitement into what you deem as so good, so pure that if it all fails then you will be left with nothing? As nothing more than a Human Being is it the great cascade of misery how we define ourselves? If so why do we even bother? What if nothing but heartache and misery could ever become of anything?

Looks fade, youth quickly leaves, feelings are fleeting and what is left over is but a withered, failed husk that is nothing more than the culmination of past miseries? Should I feel that? Should anybody?

Is it too much for an individual to ask for happiness, too much to know even for a fleeting moment what that is? Why when we are at our best do we end up so devastated?

What even gives us the right to feel happy? What gives us the need to feel fulfilled? What is it that takes special things in our lives and turns them to dust?

But this is just the way we all move through life, some crawl when they could run, some run when they will stumble. And so is the great cog of life, turning over itself until the death of the one it turns for.

I think I’ve finally figured it out:

The Universe is fucked…

and now…

 
 
 

…so am I.