Month: June 2010

Every once in a while when the instant noodles are cooked just right, a sort of instant noodle al dente, each bite takes me back to being eight years old. Sitting at the kitchen table at the summer babysitters house, Peggy was her name I think. Sitting at the table and eating Oodles of Noodles. Watching Voltron; the lions and the cars. I don’t know why, it’s been two dozen years but crinkly instant ramen still takes me back to those lazy summer afternoons. At least when they are cooked just right.

How long until Apple releases a version of the TV with it’s own app store and that comes packaged with two iPod Touch as controllers?

I don’t think an TV-as-game-console (and a lot more) would dethrone Sony and Microsoft from the hardcore gamer world it would put a lot more pressure on Nintendo in the casual gamer market. It’s no wonder that Nintendo sees Apple as their biggest future competitor.

Currently the TV is cheaper than the cheapest iPad, bundle it with two iPod Touch and it’s still not as much as the high end iPad. So that crazy iPad Scrabble game would be a bit less silly and you could play it on your TV.

I ran across these photos (here, here and here [boston.com]) via Boston.com’s The Big Picture [boston.com] article from June 11th. See the blue umbrellas and beach chairs in photo #12 [boston.com]? Yea? Well:

I used to spend every other summer vacation on that beach. My grandfather had a house on the lagoon at Gulf Shores… that is until Hurricane Ivan destroyed it in 2004 [confusion.cc].

I haven’t been back in some time. I guess it’s a good thing I got some photos of the clean Gulf water.

And the beautiful beaches at sunset.

It’s hard to appreciate the scope and devastation of the Deepwater Horizon oil catastrophe from halfway around the world. Though the news talks about it everyday, there is no 24-by-7 discussion of it. Even though Singapore had a smaller oil spill just a short time ago [nytimes.com]. Seeing pictures of birds and turtles covered in oil make me feel bad. But seeing photos of the beaches I played on as a kid covered in oil bring it home in a much more personal way.