Speak, memory, in the form of a rambling, ostentatious review of the Nokia N93. Sing, muses, of her great beauty and zoom features. Resound, harp, on her moblogging software and how good she made you feel in France. Prance, Brian Lam, in adulation of this 4000 word pean to free Nokia cellphones. Puke, readers, at reviews that are too long by half.
I was very self conscious of the weight of it in my pocket, and I found I babied it a bit. If I owned it I’d have to get something to carry it in, a case.
As an exercise for the reader, please write a glowing, overwrought, Proustian paragraph about your favorite gadget in the comments. The winner, chosen by poll, will get a Gyration cordless Gyrotransport presenter. Clack, keyboards, in sweet surrender!
The Riddle of Convergence, or: The Seductive Nokia N93 [Meerkat via Gizmodo]
Oh iPod nano, how I love thee (an ode to my iPod)
Adorable iPod, black and smooth, thou has shared moments a many with me. You gave me more than any girlfriend ever could, you let me have you for breakfast, you sing me to sleep at night and wake me up in the morning with the most soothing noises. You gave me endless joy in my car and did not shy away from turning it up so loud others could hear you (and even enjoyed it a bit!). You let me strap you down with my black wristband and did not stop cheering me on until I was sweaty and exhausted. The ladies loathe you, for I have only eyes for your colorful display, and they throw jealous looks at you when I touch your click wheel oh so gently. Beloved iPod, stay with me forever!
Just need to post this somewhere. I’m looking for a new cellphone and all I can’t think about is that I wish they make a v66-sized phone again. Why is everything so humongous? Anyway, the picture made me post this.
Looks like Sascha won. He was the only one who could understand my impotent rage.