I bought the Tungsten C because it had wireless capabilities, figuring that someday it would be cool to sit in Starbucks and check my email, download ebooks, upload my blog entries, etc. etc. Then I found out I'd have to fork over money to use the wireless service at Starbucks. So I did the next best thing...
I started to download programs, ending up spending more money on all the programs than I paid for the Tungsten C (never mind how much I paid for that but it's a lot less than my first $2000 desk sized monster 2 floppy 5 1/4" drive computer). And, now I can carry all my important stuff with me everyday, everywhere. Important stuff like...
- BART schedules...for the once or twice a month I ride BART
- Solitaire, Bubble Trouble and Word Pop...for when I'm stuck on BART, in doctors office, etc
- DateBk5...with all my important appointments, reminders and birthdays
- DietLog...so I won't eat too much cause it's such a p.i.t.a. to enter everything
- SlovoEd...dictionary/thesaurus that I can't live without
- SmartList...so I can keep all sorts of useless databases...conversions, passwords (if only I could remember password to get into them), grocery lists, medical records, packing lists, list of state flowers-flags-capitols-etc, red hatter info, etc etc
- Photos of grandkid
- Address book so I can send postcards and call people not listed on cellphone
- Email addresses so I can send email when I get wireless
- DocsToGo so I have files handy and can get work done and write stories
- EReader so I can finish reading DaVinci Code and I Am No One You Know
- Alarms so I can remember to do everything I need to do on Palm Pilot
Okay, now it's confession time. I couldn't stand it. I had to have wireless internet. So I got comcast (must put reminder on to do list to cancel aol). I unwired my apartment. Got access to internet in desktop, laptop AND palm pilot. Wooooooweeeeeee. But...
This morning I woke up at 5am, like I have been doing every morning this week. I didn't want to turn on the light and wake up snorting hog (SH). So I snuck off into the living room to retrieve my palm pilot from my purse (must put alarm on PP to remind myself to take it to bed from now on), snuck back into bed, turned on palm pilot, surfed until the batteries ran out. Meanwhile SH wanted attention. My response... "Sorry, I've got Palmpilotitis."
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still waiting on a pp
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