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Tuesday, July 27, 2004

The Pitch: It's like After Hours meets Saturn Three!  

Warning: The f-word gets a good working out in this post.  Yes, I use the word fucking a whole lot in this post.  As in: my fucking Palm Pilot keeps fucking me over and I'm pretty fucking sick of it.

It wasn't always this way.  The laughs the two of us had!  The incomplete novels! The sublime games of Dopewars!

And to be fair: I share some of the blame.  On Saturday, I turned on the Palm Pilot and got a message telling me to back up my information and switch out the batteries.  Since I was at work and couldn't synch up the palm with the computer, I didn't do anything.  And then when I got home that night, I forgot to synch it up.  And forgot about the whole thing until today when I turned it on to get Hibbs' home phone number and got a dead Palm that wouldn't power up.

Okay sure, that seems like I'm entirely to blame but that's not the case.  I would've gladly swapped out batteries right then and there on Saturday if my Palm hadn't started playing a little game about a year ago called: "Let's lose all our info."  The way this game is played is pretty easy (even a child could do it!): I change my battery, and the Palm loses all our info.

Up until the time my Palm learned this exciting new game, I could yank out batteries cavalierly and never worry about the consequences.  The material was always there.  Always. Not a problem in over five years of owning Palm Pilots.  Of course, most of them had another game they liked to play called "Your stylus is pressing constantly on this corner of the screen," but that was entirely my fault. I carried the Palms around in my pants pocket, for crying out loud.  I deserved what  I got.

But I don't deserve the grief I'm getting for changing batteries.  When I lose everything, all I need to do is hot-synch it with my PC and reload everything (and I think I haven't lost any writing or anything this time.  I think) which is a chance to play my sputtering PC's favorite game, "every USB port works except the one with the Palm Pilot synching cable."  This game makes me less likely to synch up my data on a regular basis (oh, the good old days when I used to synch up my Palm and PC every! single! day!  I was pretty good for the first six months or so...) and makes it more likely for me to lose all this info.

So I put new batteries into the Palm in the hopes that I can get home, synch it up tonight, and it'll be fine.  Because as it is now, when I turn on the Palm I get a little screen that says:  "Erase all data?  Press up for YES, press any other button for NO."  Then when I press any other button, my Palm has a flickering seizure and eventually turns off.  (Or I freak out and turn it off.)

I admit, this has thrown me off my writing game a little bit.  I want to get back in the habit of writing every morning, but I don't want to play "every USB port works except the one with the Palm Pilot synching cable" every night, nor "Let's lose all our info" or even the merry diversion of "Erase all data?  Press up for YES, press any other button for NO."  And if it takes five to ten minutes for me to reload everything after it's been wiped... I'm very easily discouraged when it comes to writing.  That's why I took up with the Palm Pilot and my beautiful Stowaway keyboard in the first place--I could write anywhere I went and it was very, very hard to lose, and very, very easy to save. 

But now?  Maybe this whole thing with the Palm Pilot is signs that I should do something new: get one of the new glitzier Palms, the Treo or whatever the fuck, and a new wireless keyboard.  Or maybe something different: I've always coveted an Alphasmart.

I've just got to come up with something more reliable than this, because all these games are ones I just keep losing at.

posted by Jeff Lester | 4:47 PM |
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