1534 posts • joined Thursday 16th October 2008 09:53 GMT
I wasn't in the least bit tempted. Price is similar to a netbook for a machine that's useless offline. You're right about tablets, too. I still use my aging Acer Aspire One quite a lot but if it does give up the ghost I don't expect to replace it, especially with a laptop upgrade due next year.
In case any of you are in the slightest doubt as to what a daft idea this is, re-read the article and replace "Facebook" with "MySpace". You'll be rewarded with a vision of what this phone will be in 2 years time.
"Strange new slang term for penis?"
Chopper is a very well-established slang for penis. Get over yourself.
If I crash my car can I sue him for ineffective witch-doctoring?
They'd probably see I went to the cashpoint next. Nosey basts
The time is nigh for some other search engine to do what the young Google did (i.e. get search right) but MS is not the company to do it.
Google shunned all the portal crap and focussed on good search results. While today's Google is nowhere near the crapness of the search engines it replaced, can anyone remember when they last added anything that made search better?
Roughly a linguine then.
Nice try Hague
"Look at the other countries, the foreigners. Aren't they bad, censoring the net?"
We're not fooled you bald shite.
Sounds generous IMO
He's taking the piss
No way do wheelbarrows cost that much!
Presumably it's only compatible with ghostwritten celebutard autobiographies.
"They use statistics like a drunk uses lampposts – more for support than illumination."
+1 beer for that simile!
I've got an account but I really don't know what to do with it. I'm already in touch with all my contacts and just don't need another network. I guess it'll be handy for whenever Facebook really shit the bed over privacy (and I'm I'll enjoy the irony of fleeing to Google for privacy).
"no evidence whatsoever"
That's proof enough for a lot of the church's beliefs...
Most Infectious Earworm
The most infectious earworm is Spanish Flea by Herb Alpert. It also has the advantage of not getting on my tits, so is great as brainwash (as is the A-Team theme and Monkey Man by Toots and the Maytals) for shite like We Are the Champions (a rare rubbish Queen song, I'll grant you).
In my day
We used to get boundary commision maps in books, with nice tracing paper overlays to show the boundary changes. Bloody nice they were, too.