Monday, July 25, 2005
Looking back
Words become inadequate. I apologise if anyone is reading this who knows the people. I tend to use this blog to think aloud, and am not really able to apply the sort of care to what I write which I would like to. There is a rawness to this blog, which means that maybe I shouldn't be putting it somewhere it can be read, except that the whole point is that I am trying to make some of my thinking public.
Thursday, July 21, 2005
Weary
As it happens, the place where the funeral is taking place is not far from where I work, so I'm planning to go. I hate funerals.
I'm listening to the slow movement from Bruckner's 3rd Symphony.
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Graffiti - history
In an effort to find a way to communicate with my Tungsten E, I installed TealScript, which is a third-party character inputter (for want of a more elegant description). It works better than Graffiti 2, but not, in my opinion, as well as Graffiti. Possibly the problem is with the Tungsten hardware, which seems to desire a firmer hand than I would like to give it.
We do have something I can use, with which, I suppose, I should be content.
Hurrah
Anyway - Graffiti - Palms came with it - it was, I reckon, the killer app, because it meant that you could interact with a small device without a keyboard. But it had to be learnt.
To be continued ...
Thursday, July 14, 2005
Explanation
Perhaps in a subsequent entry I can discuss the mysteries of Graffiti 1 & 2, and TealScript.
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
Retiring the Visor
The eponymous Visor will have to be retired. Sad (and annoying,
because Graffiti 1 on aged hardware is still, by a significant
margin, the most efficient, and reliable way to enter text
on a Palm-based handheld. But TealScript is better than
Graffiti 2 on my Tungsten E). But the Visor no longer synchronises
reliably.
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
Irony
I am not good at communicating. In many ways, I am afraid to communicate. I have learned that the easiest way to lose friends is to say what you think, which happens not to be what they think. So, I resort to saying what I think in a blog (some of the time). It doesn't matter if you disagree with me, because I didn't count you among my friends in the first place (except that at least one of you I do count as a friend, and I apologise if what I have written seems unkind). My point is that here I will try to say what I mean - if you can handle this, then please stay.
Are we there yet?
Sunday, July 10, 2005
Friday, July 08, 2005
This is exciting
(almost) nobody reads this
Can't get away from yesterday's events in London. Grief, anger, despair.