All posts tagged: iPhone

6 Apps to Remember Stuff and Get Comfy in the Cloud

In this age of constant alerts, badges, and notifications, it’s increasingly difficult to filter signal from noise. How do you remember what’s really important when the flow of information never ceases? In our busy modern lives, it’s way too easy to let essential material slip through the cracks. The good news is that there are a plethora of tools available to help manage the onslaught. With a little planning, technology can become an extension of your mind, improving your memory and helping you maintain focus. As a digital fanatic, I’ve created a system that allows my entire brain to live in the cloud. A brief introduction: I’ve worked in digital since the late ‘90s, back when people told me that the internet was a passing fad. Today, I run a social media agency – and to say that our work moves fast is putting it mildly. The good news is that by putting our memories into the ether, we become smarter humans, with an enhanced ability to understand and process information that our minds alone …

Teaching My Son to Be Nice to the Robots

(Illustration by Helen Jane Hearn/TueNight) “Siri. Siri, you’re stupid.” My son — the most polite, sweetest, kindest little boy I know — is at it again. “Siri, I think you’re ugly.” I cringe. I yell from my office, “CALVIN! Stop being mean to Siri!” “But Mom, she’s not human!” he yells back from his nest of pillows on the couch. Yeah, I think to myself. That’s exactly what people said about their slaves 150 years ago, isn’t it? It’s what the Nazi’s said about their victims in the ‘40s and what ISIS says about Yazidi women today. Is that where the bar lies in this household? Is this our acceptable level of conduct? Calvin, like many children of his generation, learned the word “acceptable” even before he learned to walk. He used to toddle around and scold his stuffed animals with that big, grown-up word. “No ass-ET-ball,” he’d chastise, wagging his chubby finger at Elephant, who is, unsurprisingly, a stuffed elephant. “NO ASS-ET-BALL!” “But if you can’t learn to be nice to the robots, then you can …

Reconnecting with Lenny from Leningrad

(Photo: Google Maps) The other night I was nestled in bed like a snug bug in the rug, or some other insect facing imminent extermination, about to drift off to sleep, when suddenly I had a thought. This in and of itself was not remarkable, as I often have thoughts, and the ones before visiting slumberland tend to range from “I wonder if I have an undiagnosed and incurable disease” to “I hope that North Korea putting Austin on the To Attack List isn’t giving Austin NYC-type delusions of grandeur.” But that particular evening, I had a different thought. See, after spending time working on my masterpiece I wondered why I never bothered to look up Lenny from Leningrad on Facebook. In case you hadn’t yet hacked into my computer to read a draft of From Russia With Baggage (working title), from the age of zero to 9, when my parents and I left the Soviet Union, Lenny was my boyfriend. That was in 1975. Or 1976, I’m not great with dates. I liked Lenny …

Ode to a Lost iPhone (A Poem)

(Graphic: Kat Borosky/TueNight.com) It’s morning in ChelseaI have but a selfieto show where you might last have been.I’ve scanned all the garbagePeered under the cushionsI love you like dearest of kin. Are you in the dryer?Looked lower and higherIn search of my wee data fix.Seems my 5S is goneI’m such a moronMaybe I now buy a 6?I lost all my contactsMy apps are for naughtHow can I now get an Uber?Hailing a cabAnnoying and drabFeeling like such a big loser.How ’bout the cloud?Oh, I was too cheap!to cough up for additional storage.Hubris, my friendYou got me againPlease now talk me down off of this high ledge.Hey — I never claimed to be a poet. Although poetry writing was my major in college. Whatever. Just read on, phone owner.My license allows(poetic that is)To above say some technical fallacyOf course I have back upto prevent for the lack ofmy iJunk but oh now-you-seeHow punished a girl(a person, to wit)Can feel by the loss of a phoneTo keep track of my gearand prevent such bad fearI may need …

6 Amazing Analog Things My iPhone Has Replaced — And I Kinda Miss

While organizing the basement, I uncovered several old, beloved analog things that made me realize just how amazing our iPhones are, and how much has changed. Yet, there are some knobs and levers that still work better. Like all things in life, striking the balance of old and new technology is key. Now, to get those Super 8 films converted to digital… 1. Super 8 Camera. Our family Super 8 captured lots of fun moments as well as my brothers creative stop-action animation. And we never had to worry about recharging — we just wound up the motor. 2. Boombox. My boombox from the 1990s, complete with CD player! At the time, it was the slickest thing on the block. 3. Rabbit ear antenna. From way back in the analog days — even the TV could “go to eleven.” 4. Accordion.  I’m still desperately trying to learn how to play. Luckily, there’s an app for that. 5. A 45″ single. A song by Style 32 (my brother’s band) from 1982, entitled “She’s a Digital Girl But It’s an …