She’s heeeeeeere
It’s been a somewhat relentlessly exciting day, only some of it in a good way. Got up in time* to give hellhounds brief hurtle before arrival of Archangel Raphael, bearing . . .
Pink. There's an iPad 2 underneath.
See? The pink cover folds up into a book/back stand thing. Yes, that would be a rose as wallpaper.
Which is the good part of the way of today. And then everything roared to a halt, because broadband in New Arcadia is a bad joke. Also because the new pink lovely has already lost her heart to the shiny flash boys at the archangel shop and was less than impressed by my spotty** several-year-old laptop. I’m supposed to link with THAT? she said.
But it was not her fault that I kept queuing up things to download and then the frelling connection would fail and we’d have to start all over again, first reassuring all the various weeping, motherboard-wringing electronic creatures that we still loved them, it was just frelling BT playing silly buggers. ARRRRRGH. Most of the Apple-ap stuff eventually got funnelled in*** to my new goddess† but I believe Raphael had been planning to get one or two more things done today than painting himself blue, lighting sage smudges, blowing the smoke and chanting over the BT jack.††
When we finally got down to the mews at about 3:30 in the afternoon, hellhounds and I both wanting our lunch†††, we found the kitchen full of Oven Door Man replacing the oven door. There were ovens, doors, tools and men scattered as far as the eye could see. So I played a little Montezuma. . . . ‡
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** Why on earth would I want to stop for meals?
*** I think. I acknowledge I have not tried to open all of them yet.
Of the ones that I have opened, allow me to say that Fingerzilla is awesome on the iPad. Awesome.
Awesome. You can get your whole hand on the screen, thus taking the strain off your wounded forefinger.
The Treasures of Montezuma . . . well, I’m in the Early Drooling Addict stage, so there was no way I wasn’t going to have it on the iPad. But I loaded the iPhone version—as I might add I had done with Fingerzilla and it was, as previously observed, awesome—and it looked really little and tacky. So I had a look on Apple aps and discovered there’s an iPhone and an iPad version . . . and if you want the iPad version you have to buy it all over again. I was not amused. I bought it—and yes, it’s awesome—but unless there’s something here I’m missing, which is very possible, I think the T of M guys are evil greedy ratbags. I forgive them if they’re turning all their profits over to the World Wildlife Fund.
Also awesome. But expensive.
I also took a screen shot of Mobel but . . . it’s boring. It’s really, really boring. All you non-ringers out there already think I’m mad. I’m not going to encourage you.
† She’s been telling me emphatically all day what her name is, and I’m still resisting a little. Another frelling goddess of sex and war. Great. Just what I need. Thanks so much. Why can’t I have a goddess of lying around reading^ and eating chocolate?^^
^ The ritual first Kindle purchase of . . . LOTR.
I suppose the deep twilight is supposed to emphasise the wonders of a backlit computer screen to read on.
Of course. Now, anybody out there who uses an ereader as a travelling and back-up plan while still clinging to the space-devouring dead-tree version as the true road to joy and eyestrain, do you have any advice about how to approach the ereader? How do you decide what to put on it, once you’ve downloaded half a dozen of your basic comfort reads? It’s all very well loading it up for your holiday, but you’ve now got a lot of ebooks. Which if you hadn’t bought the weightless+ version you would know what to do with them. Having read them, how do you store the keepers? What’s the equivalent of putting them back on the shelf? I don’t guess there is a donating-to-the-local-library version, is there? Which is another long dark shadow on ereader perspective.
+ Although the iPad is not weightless. It’s—she’s—a lovely sleek slender thing, discernably slenderer than the iPad 1—having just been fondling Alicia’s a few days ago I know this—but she is still not tissue paper and moonbeams. She is fabulously lighter than an entire satchel full of holiday reading, but she is not something you are automatically going to toss into your knapsack every morning.
Also at the moment there is the matter of her cover. Raphael has warned me that I need something for her glossy silver back end as well as the pink cover for her screen, or the glossy will not stay glossy. At the same time . . . there’s no point to having a motto permanently obscured by a protective layer.
Tea. Hope. Apple. Shiny.
The only answer is a knitted iPad bag. I’m sure Ravelry has a pattern. Meanwhile I am using Mrs Redboots’ excellent pink carryall as presented to me at the London signing a few weeks ago, which, I have to say, has a slight whiff of the ‘made for nought else’ about it, except in the matter of bulk. She’s really not going to fit in my knapsack like that—but I feel I do not have to rush to knit an iPad bag with this handsome alternative available.
Also pink. Made for each other.
^^ In my struggle to offer her an alternative she might not despise, I tried to look up goddesses with bats as a totem animal and couldn’t find any. I think it’s too late for the iPad, who is lying there giggling, but I’ll have something else that needs a name some day, and if anyone has better Google fu than I do+ any discoveries would be welcome.
+ that would be most of you.
†† ::mythological perplexity alert::
††† ‘Wanting’ lunch is of course relative in the hellhounds’ case.
‡ Drat. I thought I might be getting over the Early Drooling Addict phase—my great saviour, as I’ve told you, about games, is that I’m so terrible at them. It’s easy to lose interest when you aren’t getting anywhere. I’d been stuck for several days on Pooka . . . and on the iPad I suddenly shot up three more levels. Oh, frell . . . .
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