Let the floodgates open!
Apple’s NDA on the iPhone 3G expired this morning at 12:01am, local Sydney time, and predictably, there’s a flood of reviews online right now. Like, for example, mine, live now at GadgetGuy.com.au:
Apple iPhone 3G: “Apple’s 3G iPhone isn’t quite as revolutionary as the hype might have you believe. Indeed, an awful lot of what it does is replicated on any number of other phones. Where it absolutely leaves those phones in the dust is in ease of use, thanks to the slick interface, excellent embedded browser and ease of adding applications to the phone. It doesn’t hurt that it’s a phone that’s also genuinely fun to play with, either.”
(as a side note, can people please stop referring to it as the “Jesus Phone” now? By definition, when Jesus returns, he’s not going to need a phone. He comes, as it were, with inbuilt communications facilities…)
Hold me like the River Jordan…
Then again, Mr Jackson has a line in wacky lyrics too. Or possibly stupid. I mean, it’s 250-odd kilometres of river, weighing in the billions of tonnes. It’s also rather wet and slippery. Quite how am I meant to hold onto it at all?
In any case, that once again has nothing to do with another one of my published works, this time live at CNET.com.au:
Sony Handycam HDR-SR10: “No doubt, Sony’s marketing department would, at this point, be using the phrase “consumer choice” somewhere…”
There is no stopping them. The Ants will soon be here…
Many, many things to write about — from Robotic Grannies to infants with lung infections to the bizarre sight of the rain on the plain falling mainly… in Hay. We didn’t see any residents in Hay, possibly because they were hiding in terror from the strange water falling freely from the sky…
In the meantime (and as I have a grumpy infant pestering me as I type this), CNET.com.au has published another of my reviews:
Samsung U300: “The U300 may only be a GSM phone with some rather severe limitations – but it’s dead sexy. Is that enough?”
* Alex would like to point out that he, for one welcomes our new insect overlords. He’d like to remind them that as a trusted journalist, he can be helpful in rounding up others to toil in their underground sugar caves…”
