The world according to you
Let me open by saying I'm writing this on my iPad. I don't often write at any length on here. This, I believe, is more to do with my situation rather than the tablet itself. Right now I'm on the sofa, definitely tablet territory of the future, but most of the time I'm sat at a desk or table and in such scenarios the benefits of a tablet are deminished in the face of a sleek, modern, flash based laptop like the MacBook Air. The tablet, then, frees us from the desk. ...
Despite its massive success a lot of people still struggle with finding a use for Twitter. Facebook is such an obvious social tool but, for an outsider looking in, Twitter is cloaked in mystery. In fact, once 'in' people I speak to often find it just as mystifying! I struggled with the concept at first. Ok, I can 'follow' people, which seems a bit like subscribing to an RSS feed. They say it, I see it. That doesn't sound very interactive or addictive. People can follow me, seeing ...
F.Y.D. I don't get it? Some funny dancing but no identity. Sounded average once they all kicked in together.* Matt Cardle. He can't keep up with the fast tempo, and his voice isn't strong enough. Great song, but it didn't do his vocal range justice.* John Adeleye. Scrubs up well! But what's he singing? He's singing it well. A solid vocal but a bit dull.* Rebecca Ferguson. It's a great tone in her voice to be sure. But she was unable to take the song to ...
Updated 10th October 2010 at 01:12 PM by Ben
Something very scary has happened, and it's called Twitter. Despite the service being unsustainable and infamously unreliable, Twitter is mainstream. Nothing demonstrates this better than BBC News, which frequently dipped into tweets when broadcasting about the general election - particularly when the bigoted woman scandal broke. But that's not the scary part. What's so scary is just how multi-faceted a service that allows the broadcasting of 140 character messages ...
When I got my replacement iPhone 4 I was a little anxious about, well, using it. Perhaps it was just a reflex learned through having shards of glass stuck in my thumbs, but for a good five days the thing barely came out of my pocket compared to before the tarmac 'incident', and when it did it was in its bumper. Since then things have rapidly reverted back to normal, and now I seem to be over-compensating. I don't even bother waking it from sleep half the time, I'll just take it out, ...