Sunday, June 21, 2009

Today...

Today at work, a man with two fingers (he only had a part of one hand) gave me a CD and said, "This will change your life." I'm now listening to four really bad punk rock songs, and the chorus is something like, "Help me fuck you, get a fuckin' clue."

I have to incorporate this into my iPod story somehow.

The new iPod update is amazing. I can copy. I can paste. I can sync notes instead of looking for a wireless connection to email them to myself. It's great fun.

That bein' said:

Help

me

fuck

you.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

iPod update..

Today an iPod Touch/iPhone update came out that's supposed to let you sync notes. This would mean I don't have to keep emailing them to myself. It's a minor nuisance, but this new update would help out.

I bought the update.

Now I can't figure it out.

I'm so technologically challenged...

I'm up to 11 k words in this experiment...so far, so good? Helpppp...

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

HBOA.


Honey Bunches of Oats.












Don't Eff with my HONEY BUNCHES OF OATS

The unofficial cereal of all of existence.

OK, so I just really like it, and I'm not being given anything to advertise. I just wanna. I'm such a tool, you don't even need to pay me to take a picture of myself with Honey Bunches of Oats and put it on my blog. You don't have to pay me for it to be a recurring motto in my blogs, either.

That's right. Prepare to read a lot more about me eating HBOA at 3 a.m.

Maybe this is why only three people are following my blog...

Anyways, I recently found out that, within the month, iPod will have an application for syncing notes to your computer...which will be great, so I don't have to keep emailing myself and getting paranoid. I think I'll keep emailing myself the notes anyway, though. It's good to know I have backups. Ya know, just in case no one believes I actually wrote this book on my iPod.

Go eats you some HBOA.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Some early observations...


I LOVE MY IPOD SO MUCH THAT I COULD JUST EAT IT.

So I'm about 6k words into my iPod experiment. So far, a real plot has yet to form. But I've got a voice down, and a definite character. Her favorite sentence is, "It's not that serious." Sadly, it's turning out to be a sketchy version of my own self and life. But I guess I'm just another self-absorbed writer. Just the kind I profess hatred for. FML.

It's not that serious.

Some things I've noticed:
1. Spelling the names of places...especially two-word places...is highly annoying because autocorrect won't capitalize shit. Like "New York." Type it out on the iPod, and it types new York. Yep. It corrects the second word but doesn't understand they're a part of a set.

2. There's no grammar check. I hate hate HATE when Word underlines something in green squiggly, and then when I see what the problem is, it says, "LONG SENTENCE." I'm sorry, but when did a long sentence become forbidden in the English language? When did that become an error? The iPod doesn't give me such nonsense phrases, and it automatically corrects words instead of underlining them with red.

3. On the same token, the autocorrect is sometimes a huge pain in the ass, especially when it comes to small words. "On" and "in"..."I'd" and "is"...impossible for the iPod to tell the appropriate difference.

I'm sure more will come up. But so far, so...egh, I won't say it. I'll jynx myself.

Friday, May 29, 2009

THE RULES

So there have to be rules.

Here's the goal and whatnot:

I will write a book on my iPod touch using the NOTES application...no less than 45,000 words. I hope to have this done by the time school starts...let's say September 5 is my deadline.

1. I cannot write on the computer, just on the iPod. Editing spacing on the computer will eventually be acceptable, but I will not do so until the entire book has been completed.

2. I will save a "raw" copy on my harddrive untainted, and all the emails to myself from my iPod just in case anyone eventually wants to test the validity of the experiment.

3. Major editing must also be done on the iPod. Major editing is anything other than spacing or changing incorrect autocorrect words. The Notes app in the iPod touch will sometimes incorrectly autocorrect words ("on" instead of "in"...etc). I can see no harm in allowing myself to correct these kinds of errors on the computer.

4. I will periodically email myself the notes to keep track of the word count, keep all the words together in chronological order, and for backup in case something happens to my iPod. When I do this, I will copy and paste the unedited data into a Microsoft Word document. I will continue doing this and I will keep the emails to myself just as extra proof (just in case someone wants to question whether or not I really copied and pasted straight from the email).


The point is to have fun, type less so my wrists stop hurting, and use time on the subway and on the road more constructively. Goodbye to dragging around a laptop or a spiral notebook - all I need is my iPod touch!

Any suggestions? Any other rules I should include??? Feedback more than welcome!!!

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Writing on the Subway.

Writing with pen and paper on the subway is all sorts of ridiculous. For one, it's outside of the cultural norm of the subway system. You read, you listen to your mp3 or play games with your phone, you flip through magazines. Pen and paper are just pompous things of the past. People look at you funny, and secretly think shit like, "I hope they don't slip up and get pen on me." It's a really pompous environment. Handling a pen is almost as bad as putting a wet umbrella on a seat (OK, not really. That's like a sin of the highest degree).

Let me tell you people who don't ride the subway - it can be an intimidating thing. Other subway people judge you if you look at the subway map or talk to loud or look around a lot. There's this code of quiet, and this code of how much room it's acceptable to take. An open spiral, during a crowded train ride, will violate that code.

But doodling on the iPod is alright. It's on the list of socially acceptable things. So my anxiety is quelled.

It's not just me, man, it's like...scientific fact or something.