Monday, December 31, 2007

Google - just another big, dumb, brutal organisation?

I found this article in The Economist interesting:

There's some truth there, I think. Google is buying stuff (like blogger), is making pirate copies (sorry: clones) of other companies' software and in general trying to be as dominant and brutal as Microsoft, IBM, Oracle and the others. Yawn.

What the Hell happened to "Don't do evil"? Why did Google sell out to the Chinese horror regime?

They're just after the money and the happiness of shareholdes. Boring stuff.


Thursday, December 27, 2007

Mobile phones, fats and backups

As with such things, life has been rather dull since the fire - relatively speaking. Fortunately, I had a wonderful thing happening to my mobile phone that brightened several of my days before Christmas.

It all started about half a year ago, when the menu button on my Nokia E60 stopped working. That's rather inconvenient, but I could still call people up and receive calls, so no big problem.

Then, one Saturday in December, the old team from the National Nurses' Dormitory in Copenhagen had our annual, traditional, Danish Christmas lunch in a place called Told & Snaps in Copenhagen. When the frist dish was brought in - pickled herrings, of course - my dear friend Ole and I decided to see if soft butter on the keys could bring the menu button back to life. So we, uhm, buttered the keyboard - and it worked! The menu button worked again!

Flushed with succes we decided to try and repair the problems I had with the microphone and loudspeaker in the E60. So we used fat (from a duck, I think) on the, eh, bottom of the phone. Didn't seem to have the desired effect. In fact, in the days that followed I had to shout louder and louder in order for people to hear me. It was getting silly - I had to be in the privacy of my car in order not to disturb the general population with my shouting.

But I could still send and receive SMS messages, so things were OK.

Then my wife Anette and I had dinner at restaurant Avanti and that's when Anette hit the oil lamp on the table so that the E60 became soaked in oil. The display looked like a lava lamp and the keys became very loooong and soooft to use.

During the night, while I was asleep, the E60 sadly expired.

That's when I discovered that my 800 contacts were residing inside the E60, not on the mini-SD-card. So I got a new phone from a friendly phone broker (an N-73, which seems to be a fine phone, by the way) but every call I received were wonderfully new and exciting since I didn't recognice any of the numbers.

Of course I didn't have any backup. I'm a man.

Then a miracle happened. Anette and some good Miracle folks managed to wake up the phone for a short while and unload my contacts. That was a good day.

So people have told me: This will teach you to remember to take a backup!

But look at it this way: I started carrying a mobile phone 25/8/370 back in 1991 and this was the first time I was in danger of losing everything. And I have never taken a backup.

Chances are it won't happen again anytime soon either, unless somebody steals it.

So I think I'll continue with my usual mobile phone backup strategy :-))).

Merry Christmas.


Sunday, December 09, 2007

The Fire, part II

Turns out there are many more good things to be said about this incident:

a. The entire house will be cleaned for Christmas.
b. All windows will be cleaned.
c. The entire first floor will be re-painted.
d. We'll get a complete list of our posessions.
e. Since the entire first floor has been emtied, we can now do all the things we always dreamed of doing up there.
f. My hand-made Italian shoes will be replaced, which is good, since little Viktor removed one of my shoe laces some months ago, and we haven't been able to locate it since.
g. We now live (with the consent of my wife Anette) on top of a bar, and the owner - Jytte - is one of the most heart-warming people I've ever met. Her magnificient helper Linda immediately moved out of her apartment so that we could stay there - just to mention one detail out of many.
h. Christmas will be special this year, no matter what happens. Just like in the movies, where the Christmas peace is secured in the last minute.

I cannot even begin to see the downsides of this unfortunate incident :-))).