Aren’t you even the TINIEST bit curious about the fact that, although there has been an iPhone in my house for over a MONTH now, I haven’t written a single post about it?!?
Isn’t that STRANGE? But there’s a simple explanation.
Locked into my blackberry contract for another year PLUS some, I have been resolved not to pay ANY attention to the wonderful bit of geeky goodness that is the iPhone.
La, la, la, la, I can’t SEE you.
Even when Himself was crooning over it at the dinner table the other night, whispering sweet nothings into its ear, I remained unmoved.
The first crack in the armor was the cricket ring-tone. Pretty nifty stuff, that. Just listening to it makes me smile. I made him use that as the ring-tone for my calls.
I love the little magnifying glass that helps you with text editing.
I love the fact that it KNOWS if you are holding it in portrait or landscape mode, and adjusts accordingly.
Some of the apps are pretty neat, too. He picked up one that was billed as “the only conversion app you’ll ever need”, and then discovered that it didn’t include paper weights conversions. I mean, honestly! So he wrote the developer and thus began an online collaboration, the end result of which is truly “the only conversion app you’ll ever need” – one that includes paper weights conversions. Talk about agile development!
But I just found THE killer app. That which has shattered my Ice Maiden façade and now has reduced me to a quivering pool of covetousness. It has me plotting all sorts of Machiavellian plans to acquire an iPhone myself.
It’s the spirit level app. Yes, you can use the iPhone as a spirit level, to level all the hanging pictures in your house.
It’s a dessert topping, a floor wax AND a motor oil!
Be still, my beating heart.