Go Gadget Go
In 2006, I came to college and I had a flip phone, which did not make me feel inadequate because in 2006, almost every other college student had a flip phone, except this one kid in my French class who was very tall and thin and an American Apparel model.
His father founded a major American novelty restaurant chain, and he brought his skateboard into class every day (he skateboarded to class), and he was the first person to make me feel inadequate for having a flip phone (actually not the first to make me feel inadequate about not being able to skateboard), even though he was really friendly to me.
He had a BlackBerry 8700c, and I thought, like, “Why would a freshman in college need a cell phone that costs like $86/month? He must be important,” because the only other person I knew who had a BlackBerry was my ex-girlfriend’s dad who worked for Citibank (also important).
Gmail has improved its search capabilities, making it possible to now search for emails by size or specific date parameters. This should make finding all those embarrassing emails you sent to your ex even easier. [Gmail Blog]
NY Senator Charles Schumer proposed an initiative yesterday that would create two new high school diplomas that focus on promoting high-tech industries. Gotta start ‘em young? [Press Connects]
The Queen of England prefers the Galaxy Note over the iPad for some unknown reason. [CNET]
Here’s something to alarm you before 9 a.m.: Mat Honan, the Wired writer who was famously hacked, on why passwords are basically useless in protecting your personal information. [Wired]
Americans are too prudish to get into the spirit of fancy butt-washing Japanese toilets. [Priceonomics]
By the logic of Hollywood tech spokespersoning, the proper way to hawk a new device is either through (1) an exaggeration of your public persona or (2) playing against type. Hence domestic anime character Zooey Deschanel reaching new heights of adorkability using Siri ordering tomato soup in her pajamas or motherfucking movie star Samuel L. Jackson yuppie-ing out on the iPhone over the temperature of his gazpacho.
Samsung’s new Galaxy Note 10.1 commercial, hawking its flagship Android tablet, however, fails to employ either of those approaches with writer/poet/Ivy League student/film teacher/director/musician/actor/producer/artist, James Franco. Rather, the low-energy new spot supposedly directed by Mr. Franco and running approximately one billion light years long, pretty much just goes through what we imagine is actually a typical day for self-serious Renaissance Manspirant.