Digitally Disillusioned

What on earth is going on in that photo? I have no idea either, I just needed a distraction and figured maybe you did to. Apologies if you are female and not yet on the “oh my it is so modern to be bisexual” bandwagon and thus got nothing out of that aside from a snicker. Half of me is totally repulsed while the other half wants to throw on a loin cloth and go grinding. Amusingly if you’ve never played World of Warcraft you don’t get how grinding is a pun and instead think I’m just a pervert. Since I am a pervert I guess I don’t mind.

We are deep into preparation for the great migration north. Indeed, pretty much everything I own is in a badly labeled cardboard box. The men with the truck show up Wednesday, and next Monday my new position at Bioware Corp begins. Go me. If I knew where my cable to connect the camera to the computer was I’d show you photos. But I don’t. So instead I’ll show you my new toy.

Yes, I have joined the unwashed masses of Canadians who have imported American iPhones. Yes, I followed strange and arcane rituals to bypass the intended setup process that would tie be to AT&T and instead now use the iPhone with the SIM card I got for free from Rogers only yesterday. And yes, I’m pretty f’n tickled pink about it.

The way I see it, a 8 gigabyte iPod Touch is $330, whereas a iPhone is $380 taking into account the currency conversion. So, for $50 I get a top of the line mobile phone with a totally workable digital camera added to my iPod, and I’m not enslaved to Rogers for whatever totally horseshit data plan they are going to link to the iPhone when it comes to Canada. I intend to only use data features over WiFi anyway.

Mad props to Michael Warf for all his help in getting the iPhone going.