‘Tis winter now; the fallen snow
has left the heavens all coldly clear;
through leafless boughs the sharp winds blow,
and all the earth lies dead and drear.
–Samuel Longfellow*
So let’s say you are not dismayed that Longfellow’s sharp winds are blowing (”the skies are chill, and frosts are keen”). In fact, you’re nicely bundled up, wearing insulated mittens, among other accoutrements of the season.
And your iPhone alerts you that someone has just texted you.
So now those nice, thick mittens are causing you a problem: to respond to that text after you fumble for the phone, you’re going to have to expose your electrically charged fingers to the keen frost.
Admittedly, it hasn’t been all that cold around here since about 1986 – well before the era of capacitave touch interfaces. But for those of you in Fargo, Flin Flon, and Fairbanks, I would like to alert you to a solution that appeared among my Christmas gifts: the Pogo Sketch from Ten One Design in Montclair, N.J. (average low in January, 19 degrees; record low, minus 14 degrees, 1985).
This battery-operated aluminum stylus, the size of a small pen, transmits an electrical charge through its cushioned tips, so you can keep those pinkies toasty when using your iPhone, Droid, Storm, or similar labor-saving/time-wasting device.
So grab your phone, your Pogo Sketch and your mittens, and head for Frostbite Falls. Minnesota is lovely this time of year, don’t you think?
(* younger brother of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)
5. Too many stories on iPhone 3.0 were written for anyone in the universe (whether the currently known universe, and or any portion thereof that is not yet discovered or explored) to write anything new or interesting or of the remotest value. So I wanted to write about how silly I found it when the “ring/silent switch” fell off my iPhone 3G, what has to be a $0.01 piece of material, and the friendly folks at the Genius Bar handed me a new phone instead of reattaching the switch. But I didn’t. And I now I did. (As I did manage to tweet, I am still ROTFL.)
