I had a chuckle at the ad for the new iPhone 6s: “The only thing that’s changed is everything”. Oh? Still no live tiles or active widgets on the home screens? Still just shortcuts? The iPhone 6 best features have been on Android for ages, and a few of Android’s best bits are still absent. …View full post
This Is My Jam is a social music sharing and music discovery service. So what, you might think – we’ve got last.fm and Spotify, and the Ping thing in iTunes, because of the rubbish nature of the Apple empire, that nobody uses.
But This Is My Jam is quite different. It invites you to share just one song at any given time, and that becomes your “jam” for up to seven days. When you visit the service, you see a list of your friends “jams”, and hitting play on one of them starts playing them in sequence.
Please let us see the back of these gruesome expressions in 2012. Some of these wink sound bytes unwink probably date further back than 2012, but I have been lucky enough to avoid them so far. And so I haven’t been infected by the Walking Dead of the suit world.
Let’s brown bag these below…
Look here to get a good comparison of Facebook and MySpace. The thing about both of these online communities is that they can be used to get your information to family and friends. They are both good for reacquainting and keeping in touch with your mates. Though, when you compare the two, you see there are some real differences.
I’m not really into explosive sounds that remind me of gunfire or bombs going off, so fireworks don’t do much for me. But this isn’t about me. This is about our canine friends. This past weekend, a nearby neighbour started setting off fireworks and little Kimba got a stricken look on her face.
Blogging down one’s thoughts can sometimes end in bogging them down. Political events, ideological disagreements, rants, apologies, defensive screeds and coverage of techno launches, political scandals and general media excitements have often been the meat, drink, potatoes, peanuts and popcorn of my blogging space, which is fine and well and high and dandy and adorable in its own way (one hopes) but it leaves little time for dilating on the subjects which really move and enliven me. So here is the first of a series of blogulosities in which I try and share a personal delight.