Archive for June, 2010

June 24th is Techie No Work Day

Friday, June 11th, 2010

If you haven’t heard, Apple’s new iPhone 4 goes on sale Thursday, June 24th. If this is anything like the last few iPhone releases, and there’s no reason why it won’t be, there will be throngs of tech-minded people lined up outside of Apple and AT&T stores across the country just waiting to get a hold of the latest, coolest gadget from Apple. Some of them will even be putting aside their social awkwardness to talk to those around them about this new iPhone. Its lure is just that powerful.

Now for those who are not interested in this most excellent device, there’s something you should know. On June 24th, there will be very little actual work done by those of us in the tech industry.

You see, when you’re into devices like the iPhone, and a new model with new features is released, it’s like you’re 7 years old at Christmas all over again. All you want to do all day when you get the iPhone is play with it. First you’ll spend a good 10 minutes just looking at it. If you’re a designer like me, you’ll be admiring the new buttons, steel band and glass front and back. Then you’ll want to test out its cool new features like the higher resolution screen, multitasking, HD video recording, folders, and the new 5-megapixel camera with LED flash. I alone expect to waste at least half an hour on FaceTime, the app that lets you video chat with other iPhone 4 users over WiFi. Of course this means I’ll be wasting others’ time too, but they won’t mind. They’ll be doing the same thing.

Now I’m not necessarily proud of this Apple gadget obsession I’ve been roped in to. I’ve been on Macs for over 20 years, but I’ve had my iPhone 3G for just 2 years and I can honestly say I can’t imagine going back. Among other things, it’s my phone (obviously), email client, GPS, restaurant finder, weather report, and Scrabble opponent. I actually didn’t think I was overt about it until a recent email exchange with my father where he said, and I quote, “You are a captive of Apple. As a parent I feel it is time for an intervention. If 11 people show up at your house please cooperate!” (What am I, Jason Chen?)

So for the rest of you out there who don’t understand this particular electronics disease, please understand this one thing. If you email your web developer on June 24th, don’t expect to hear back from them right away. If you call technical support and they are treating you like your children sometimes do when they don’t really want to talk to you, don’t take it personally. If your IT-badge-wearing significant other disappears at 6 a.m. to be one of the first in line at the Apple store, just roll with it. If you can, and we hope you can, accept the fact that for that day, there is a small, inanimate object that will have 95% of their focus.

Correction; a small, very cool inanimate object.

The (D)evolution of Fantasy Sports

Wednesday, June 2nd, 2010

This one can go in the category of “I used to walk uphill (both ways) 3 miles in the driving snow every day to school” category of rants. My son hasn’t started playing fantasy sports yet. And he probably won’t for several years. But when he does, I have a filing cabinet full of old USA Today sports sections with pages and pages of YTD stats for every NBA player. I have notebook after notebook of hand-compiled tallies of 8 statistical categories for every active player in our fantasy basketball league… for every week for an 82-game season…. for several seasons in a row. How could one possibly consider these to be the glory days of fantasy sports when there are now thousands of web sites devoted to crunching these numbers for you? Primarily, I miss the in-person draft nights. There were no online drafts when you could haul your laptop around the house trying to draft a good player while simultaneously doing the dishes, putting your kid to bed, and arguing with your spouse. (Not that I ever argue with my spouse or have ever argued with her while doing the dishes, putting our son to bed, and hauling my macbook around waiting for the loud bell sound that signified my turn in the draft – that was purely hypothetical for storytelling purposes). No, you had to show up at someone’s house, sans kid and dishes and wife, with beer and fantasy draft magazines in hand, and be ready to focus 100% of your attention over the next 3 hours on nothing but players and insults. Then there were the countless hours sifting through pages and pages and pages of the USA Today Sports Section, compiling stats, and writing them all down on pieces of paper with a pencil. (I don’t think my forearm has ever been as strong since). Finally, there were the awesomely archaic methods of distributing the results. (You’ll notice that Yours Truly placed first in 1994′s competition). There were the sophisticated vehicles for up-to-the-minute news updates (and pictures of awesome NBA hairpieces), awkwardly-formatted online insults, and pre-digital camera photos of your future wife and Charles Barkley in the same frame. Honest, they are both in that picture.
In short, I have always loved participating in fantasy sports leagues. The modern-day tools available to see up-to-the-second statistics and league standings play into the ever-increasing need for instant gratification. But they also make me wax reminiscent for the days when fantasy sports leagues were really little more than a good excuse to get together with friends.