January 1st, 2014

Daily Activities Include: NYE, playdate on NYD

R. and I went to Red Raven for New Year's Eve, well, we came home a little after 10 so who knows if that counts. But it was a lot of fun, the drinks and food were excellent. We had been there for lunch once before. While of course it was sad that the old Scupperjack's building was empty for so long, I'm sure overjoyed with what is now occupying it.

After going on a walk with my walking partner, we had a playdate. It went really well. The visiting kids now have tablets, so the tension associated with devices was completely gone. There were hide and seek games, play on the climbing stuff, play with various toys (hot wheels, puzzles, batcave playset, etc.) and general good times. I called a halt after an hour, so that impending lunch would not become problematic.

I tried reading news, ran across the DROPOUT JEEP nonsense, eye rolled (really? Because when people brought in idevices for refurb or troubleshooting, Apple wouldn't notice that they had been modified? And what about when you download a new OS? Also, wouldn't users notice they were being billed for the cellular activity associated with the device responding to requests from the signals operator? Or, if over wifi, wouldn't the user notice the network activity? Further, I cannot believe that 6 box diagram, made even more ludicrous by appearing below the made-up jargon laden paragraph above. Also, "software implant"? I know what they meant -- I just feel like I'm reading a really bad spy novel, or police procedural where they couldn't be bothered to do real research so they made up a bunch of crap), and decided to blog instead. Next up: probably resorting to more trashy fiction.


Today's surliness was triggered in part by:


"I believe it was this moment — the moment of the Genesis, TurboGrafx-16, and eventually the SNES — that changed consumer attitudes about technology in our lives forever. This was the moment that the consumer learned that the thing you already owned was going to be replaced, and the replacement was going to be awesome. A more awesome version of the same thing. And there would be something after that, too. Consumer objects like cars had been aggressively sold on a similar pattern of updates, but the differences between model years was nearly nonexistent. Cars were expensive, bought on decade-long cycles, and offered bombast in marketing but almost no discernible differences to a driver. Game consoles were cheap, widely available to everyone, and could easily demonstrate exactly how new and different they were."

Yes, Virginia, this generation of young people definitely invented sex, too!

(1) Cars used to be replaced in a much shorter time frame decades ago than they are today.
(2) Just because tech differences in Old Stuff is invisible to you doesn't mean it wasn't a Really Big Deal back then. In much the same way that all those console differences that are so important to you are completely invisible to people who were and are, shall we say, much less connected to them.

The sad thing is, I was kind of excited that someone could look at what other people call planned obsolescence and get excited and happy that things were getting better. But reading the details of the argument, not so much.

A phone call, a text and waiting for the third shoe to drop

The phone call was a robo call from my son's current school district: closed! tomorrow, due to weather. It will be cold and it might snow a few inches.

The text was from my son's previous school district: closed! tomorrow.

Waiting for our school district, which will tell me whether A. will be going to her half day of preschool tomorrow. R. likes to make fun of our school district's superintendent, being so hasty to close for weather. He may want to explain why he feels this way; I assume it's because he is importing standards from his childhood (back in the bad old days, when a kid falling 20-30 feet off a cliff while on a scouting hike was compatible with Having a Great Time as a Scout). But in practice, our school district's superintendent conspicuously lags neighboring districts. And, once again, later to announce.

We'll probably get that robo call around 1 a.m.

ETA: It was an email, instead; early release, which for A. on Thursday is equivalent to school cancellation.