I’ve been downloading practically every app on the iPhone I can find that does to-do lists. My discovery: They all suck.
There exist fundamentally two different kinds of to-do apps, falling on either side of the GTD line. In one camp, the strict GTD mentality, with apps that all look fundamentally identical and are tedious to use effectively. In the other, apps that stress (either on purpose or by ineptitude) simplicity at the expense of useful features.
Here’s another of the many problems with TV: They don’t know when to quit. (Sorry for the TV rant, these posts are a lot easier to write than the several I have in queue that need actual research to complete.)
Berta and I watched The Event last night on NBC. Actually, first we watched Chuck (which I enjoyed) during which we saw many commercials for The Event, which was described as something like “If 24 and Lost had a baby, it would be The Event.” And you know how you can tell a show is going to be bad from the way they promote it? Yeah, like that.
I’m connecting some seemingly unrelated phenomenon lately about success and a potential relationship to genetics. It didn’t start with, but became most noticeable lately, a trip to pick up Riley from Kindergarten.
Things you need to know in advance: I live in a reasonably well off area. People around here are often stay at home mom, in-ground pool, luxury car, dinner party people. Also, the public schools are just good enough to at least get kids started before moving to a private middle school. And being public schools, for some reason or other, they have a lot of rules.
I used to receive an email newsletter that I don’t recall how I signed up for. The premise was to give you a list of daily trending topics. This aspect of the newsletter utterly failed, but the result was even better.
Trending terms in the newsletter were linked to pages that were completely artistic “how is that done?"-style HTML-built sites that seemingly had no purpose but to exist and inspire. I used to look forward to those newsletters, which were otherwise mostly filled with random, untranslatable Swedish text with all of those strange, pretty to look at characters.
I’ve been subscribed to @sfshorts on Twitter, which is not about short pants worn in San Fransisco. No, it’s a micro-fiction publication run by my friend ElizabethN and her friend (and someone I know online) preinheimer, wherein they publish a full science fiction story within the space of 1 or 2 tweets – that’s a full sci-fi story within 280 characters.
Micro-fiction seems like a great medium for people that aren’t as invested in the whole effort of writing, but it offers some challenges of its own. Stylistically, one of the rules seems to be no txt-speak; You can’t abbreviate every little thing to make your stories longer. And still, it has to make sense.