February 24, 2005
Xbox LIVE!
From my chat with a Microsoft support rep today:
Welcome to Microsoft XBox Support
The XBox Chat session has been accepted. This chat session is being recorded for quality monitoring; your IP address may be traced.
{Mylene} Welcome to the Xbox North America Customer Support! My name is Mylene.
{Mylene} Hello Aaron
{Aaron Benson} Hi
{Mylene} I understand that you want to change your gamertag, right?
{Aaron Benson} yes
{Aaron Benson} How do I do it?
{Mylene} Unfortunately we are unable to change the gamertag you created when setting up your Xbox Live account.
{Aaron Benson} umm
{Mylene} he only way to have a new gamertag is to create a new account by providing a new set of subscription codes
{Mylene} The*
{Aaron Benson} That's ridiculous. I paid for my account with a yearly subscription, so I'm stuck with that name for that whole time?
{Mylene} This is one of the key features of Xbox Live that sets it apart from other online gaming services.
{Mylene} I'm sorry for the inconvenience
{Aaron Benson} You don't allow people to change their name, and you're calling it a feature?
{Aaron Benson} What's the benefit?
{Mylene} In order to maintain the community on Xbox Live, we need to have gamers maintain a permanent, unique identity on the service.
{Aaron Benson} Great. Well, maybe my Playstation will let me do it when I buy one.
{Aaron Benson} Thanks for nothing. Microsoft sux.
{Mylene} It was a pleasure chatting with you today. Thank you for inquiring about Xbox. If you need further assistance, please come back and visit us again. I hope you have a nice day!
February 28, 2004
Subverting the Juggernaut
Umm, yeeeaaah. So I went to a company outing on Friday night at Dave & Buster's. Ate dinner, had drinks, held a treasure hunt, blah, blah, blah...
Here's the only part that really matters. After a few rounds of rum 'n coke, and having been beaten soundly by my co-workers at the pool tables, I snagged a few of the company-paid arcade cards and wandered into the gameroom to check out the wares.
Jon (a co-worker) and I went to screw with one of the photo booths. This particular one had a feature that allowed you to morph your face into that of any animal, so long as it could map out the key points of your mug (eyes, nose, mouth, etc.). Jon and I both tried to squeeze into the picture, with him aligning his right eye to the diagram and me aligning my left. When this didn't work, we became frustrated and began randomly punching buttons, causing the machine to bite the dust. A Windows Protection Error flashed on the screen, unmasking the nefarious hidden hand of none other than Bill Gates himself.
Surprised and delighted by our propensity for destroying the work of The Man™, we jumped out of the booth and squeezed past the line of people who were waiting outside. We then snaked through the crowd and into a dark side corridor, snickering mischievously at the surprise we had left for all the patient patrons waiting to take their family photos.
November 28, 2003
Is Google Slowing Down?
Here's my search. I can't reproduce the results, because they're cached.
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November 13, 2003
Belkin Starts The Trend
Well here's a novel concept:
Uh Clem. a former Belkin wireless router user, was perplexed to find machines on his network redirected to an ad for Belkin's new parental control system, following a software update.
Clem initially thought that the browser setting on the machine he downloaded the updated software had been changed. But when other machines displayed the same behaviour he realised his router was to blame.
The router would grab a random HTTP connection every eight hours and redirect it to Belkin’s (push) advertised web page.
Not content to inundate prospective customers with pop-up ads and automatically enroll existing ones in "opt-out" newsletters and updates, companies are now inserting advertising that actually impedes the function of their products.
As for me, I'll never buy another Belkin product again. And you'd do well to steer clear of Belkin too if you expect your routers to, you know, route data.
September 14, 2003
Got One
I'm now the lucky owner of a sleek 'n sexy Canon Powershot S50.
With a whole five megapixels, it's been an excellent addition to my digital repertoire so far.
But buying it was an interesting experience, to say the least. The salesperson, after trying unsuccessfully to sell me an extended warranty, told me I should also buy an external memory card reader, because "transferring the pictures directly from the camera to the computer will hurt image quality."
Huh? For those of you non-technical folk, that's like saying "if you e-mail me that term paper instead of putting it on a floppy, the arguments therein will be more developed and persuasive.
Sound ridiculous? Of course, because the method of transfer has nothing to do with the quality of the actual content. Whether it's a picture or a term paper, it's still a digital transfer, so we're still talking ONES and ZEROs.
I know, it's a little less complex than I made it sound. But the bottom line is that I hope Best Buy doesn't make a practice of hiring lying dumbasses. Anyway, nice camera.
August 04, 2003
Don't Open That HTML
This was on the local noon newscast:
"And today, another virus alert. There is a new computer worm making the rounds on the Internet via e-mail. The virus spreads when you open the attachment to the e-mail, known as 'html.' Microsoft is working on a patch to address the vulnerability."
Nice to know they're working feverishly to eradicate the scourge of "HTML."
Blowing Off Steam #1
The worst printer I've ever tried to use is the Mita Ci 1100 color laser printer. What a fucking plodding disaster of a product.
April 24, 2003
Interested in a PDA?
I'm selling mine. It's an HP iPaq 5455. You know, the top model, complete with biometric security, Bluetooth and wireless LAN.
I just bought it because Other People were buying PDAs too. That, and the fact that I might have some use for it (I didn't).
I paid $700, but I'm guessing it will go for around $450 in the auction. Grab it while it lasts!
April 22, 2003
The Cult of Tivo
According to the New York Times, Tivo owners just can't shut up about how much they love the device:
Like early adopters of cellphones and the Internet, the first wave of users of personal video recorders swear that the devices have fundamentally altered their lives — changing domestic routines, making it possible to live a life free of commercial interruptions and even providing the satisfaction of a rebellion against network goliaths.
Well I've been using my Tivo for 3 weeks now, and God damnit, the verdict is in. Tivo has been a great investment, so indispensible now that I don't know how I could ever bear watching television without it.
For the uninitiated, here's the low-down: Tivo is "a kind of VCR on steroids" that can record 80 hours of programming onto its internal hard drive. The most talked-about feature is the commercial skip, but wait, there's more:
I can pause live television when the phone rings or duty calls, and Tivo will record the remainder of the broadcast while simultaneously letting me pick up where I left off. I can even speed through the boring parts and catch up with live TV. No more being chained to the couch for fear of "missing something."
I can tell Tivo to record the entire season of, say, Six Feet Under or Meet the Press, with the touch of a button. No more missed episodes.
I can set up "wishlists," with my favorite actors, actresses, genres or movie titles, and Tivo will record those shows that match the criteria. No more scouring TV Guide listings or, worse, realizing I just missed a show that I really wanted to see.
I can rate any show using the thumbs-up and thumbs-down buttons on the Tivo remote. Tivo will then suggest shows that I might like based on those preferences. It can even record them automatically while I'm out, so I can peruse "what Tivo grabbed" later. The programming interface is so clean and intuitive that it reminds me of the original Macintosh.
I can count myself among the cutting-edge insider elites who use "Tivo" in verb form: "Oh yeah, I Tivoed that last night."
Ah, freedom. Now you see why the company hasn't even had to advertise since 2000.
But as always, with that freedom comes certain possible caveats:
A recent Wall Street Journal article hilariously documented this phenomenon, most memorably illustrated by the complaint "My TiVo thinks I'm gay." It seems some straight men, who recorded programs TiVo considered gay-themed, found that their devices were collecting all kinds of gay-oriented programming in an effort to please them. Some of these viewers say they've begun overcompensating: They're now recording war documentaries, the Playboy Channel, and MTV's fleshy spring break coverage to prove their manliness to their TiVos. As a result, one man complained to the Journal that his TiVo now thinks he's a Nazi. Another says his wife is growing alarmed by all the bikini-babe programs he's accumulating.
Oh yeah, before I forget: Please, spare me the obligatory Orwellian, Big Brother nonsense. Don't be stupid. I use Amazon's wishlist feature, which they undoubtedly use to push similar products front and center. I also subscribe to XM Satellite Radio with the knowledge that they're keeping tabs on which stations they're beaming to me, as well as where I'm pulling them down from. And I also subscribe to Netflix, an excellent online DVD rental-by-mail service that keeps a database of all my past rentals and my movie ratings to recommend other flicks.
So yes, my Tivo "phones home" in the dead of the night to download new program information and probably send my personal info to corporate. The point is, as long as my personal information allowes for an improved, customized experience, then then I don't mind companies knowing what my tastes are.
If Netflix or Tivo showed tawdry adult flicks, I'd be more worried.
More haranguing: The way I see it, this only becomes a problem when companies use it to hassle you and interrupt what you're trying to accomplish. I'm talking about spam, of course, and also heavyhanded and laughably ill-conceived schemes like movie or music subscription services that take away the customer's fundamental right of ownership.
Okay, back to Tivo. In short: buy it. It's worth it. The only drawback I've found thus far is that Tivo doesn't record HDTV. But they're working on it.
January 15, 2003
Axles of Evil
A group called The Detroit Project is running advertisements that copy the tone and style of the government's latest anti-drug campaign. You know, those commercials that state "Drug money supports terrible things. If you buy drugs, you might, too."
The Detroit Project's ads aren't about drug money, but rather, oil money. "What's your SUV doing to our national security?" they ask. The ads feature actors in the roles of SUV owners saying things like "I gave money to a terrorist training camp in a foreign country," "I helped hijack an airplane" and "I helped teach kids around the world to hate America." Video and transcripts are here.
Contrary to what the cable media would have people believe, the ads are not meant to insult SUV owners, but rather, to appeal to the U.S. automaking industry for more fuel-efficient vehicles. ("Detroit, America needs hybrid cars now" reads a plea at the end of one spot.)
My goal in writing this is nowhere near as noble. After all, someone has got to ridicule those intellectually lazy folks still rushing to join the SUV crowd. They're the "patriots" who talked tough on terrorism after 9/11, but somehow remain blithely unaware of how their own needless decadance supports the very groups we're at war with. No, the current situation is too rich with irony to let it pass without comment.
If our president had been more courageous, he would have used some of his post-9/11 political capital to push for stricter fuel efficiency standards, which would have spurred investment in hybrid engines in the short term as well as alternative fuels for future vehicles. Americans, for once, were ready to make genuine lifestyle sacrifices and would perhaps even pay more for such vehicles if they became available. But the Bush administration, of course, would have none of that. Oil men themselves, Bush and Cheney told the country to shop rather than sacrifice. "Keep America Rolling," the automakers chimed in, encouraging Americans to go out and buy another 12MPG Ford Expedition to replace that aging 14MPG Dodge Durango.
And what about the actual consumers? Yes, it's true that everyone uses petroleum to some extent and therefore enables our partnership with terrorist-supporting states. Hell, lots of people drive sports cars that get even worse mileage. And it's hard to find fault with folks who actually do go off-road, or who tote five kids around, or who purchased SUVs before 9/11 and simply aren't ready to go buy another vehicle.
But there's a whole other demographic driving the current SUV trend. These are the people who need a light TRUCK for all their daily duties, like going to the shopping mall or the movies. They continue buying them, even after 9/11, because they're fashionable, everyone else has one and, of course, it's so nice sitting up high. They sit in their gigantic vehicles, all by themselves, in the rush-hour traffic to and from work each day. You know how treacherous those suburban freeways can be.
But maybe I'm missing the point entirely, so let me see if I can grasp their logic: Terrorists who spring from a region sustained by oil wealth use that money to repeatedly strike out against our country and its interests. Therefore, I'm going to answer them by buying myself another 14mpg, gas-guzzling monstrosity. Then I'll slap an American flag onto the back of my SUV to let the motorists I'm muscling off the freeway know that yes, I am a patriot who supports our country in a time of war. And contrary to what the Insight-driving, bleeding-heart liberals are saying, I can't change my lifestyle by echewing the SUV for an fuel-efficient car, because then, of course, the terrorists win.
Mmm-hmm.