I had planned to Twitter my daughter’s birth. It seemed like the perfect tool for giving blow-by-blow updates in real time, and it’s easy to do from my phone.
Alas, it was not to be. Last week I suffered what I call a “communication meltdown,” where multiple technologies fail me at the same time, compounding one another and making everything more difficult. I suffer through these from time to time, and they often seem to coincide with other crises that are not technological in nature.
Here’s an example of marital telepathy and a harrowing tale of a narrowly averted information crisis. Yesterday, Xy was doing some work at her classroom,…
I ran a screen of partially pre-written posts last week because Xy and I were on vacation. Herewith, a brief memoir of our week in…
On the one hand, it’s been good for me, not having internet at home since the flood. It’s been good for my tendonitis. Typing and…
Sometime in the wee hours of yesterday morning my rox.com e-mail account started to choke. I’ve had the same e-mail address for ten years so…
Google Maps for my phone. Works like a dream. Hooray.
Everyone says it’s dangerous to talk on the cell phone while driving a car. But what about doing e-mail while riding a bike? I was…
I got a Blackberry so I could stay in touch with e-mail and web stuff on my recent trip back to New Orleans. It was…