Post by Deleted on Jul 15, 2015 3:32:47 GMT
Generally or specifically.
Another wonderment of modern technology is not being able to copy and paste text from one place to another so that you end up having to put it into a spoiler.
It's just after 3am and my subconciousness detects that all is not well in the wide-awake world. I check the tablet and nothing is loading. Not that scanning problem again! (at times even indoors the tablet will self-scan for ages despite perfectly good signals available during which time access to the internet is impossible), but no, I can see across the room that there is an orange light on the Skybox. An orange light on the Skybox is the death knoll for the internet because it means there is no connectivity. Oh dear, but I have been with Sky for getting on twenty years and the internet has hardly ever been down so, fair is fair, these things happen and other cliches spring temporarily to mind.
Then I am resorted to listening to radio on my smartphone. This is a superfast 4G phone (well it would be but it's on giffgaff who may be one of the cheapest networks and when it comes to speed it shows) and actually although it has the most amazing battery (you might charge it twice a week), I don't like the phone at all now really despite it's sleek and sexy appearance. So after not being able to connect to my favourite channel I select LBC because I know that Steve Allen will be on at four.
I then wait another five minutes while it fetches the playlist and buffers at the rate of a Vic20 cartridge in the eighties, the days when you could load your Atari, run a trip to the launderette and it would still be loading by the time you got back. Once buffered it then stops and rebuffers again. It does this a third and fourth time and I begin to realise that thanks to the wonders of modern technology I am not going to be able to relax and drift off to sleep again with the radio again am I.
I can see a portable DAB radio in a trunk but I can't see a way of taking the back cover off and then I realise that it might be a mains only set and where would the lead for that be at this time of the night. I must have a coffee because I am really awake now. I pass the lounge and R is there watching his favourite Russian tv channel while thankfully S (staff) is in the kitchen, she has come down because she left her newspaper in the office.
The other really annoying thing about the tablet (and it's a Samsung Tab 3 so a good one) is that Chrome and android is a terrible marriage and I have heard others say this too, you can guarantee on any session then you will at least once see "UNFORTUNATELY CHROME HAS STOPPED" so everything has to be reloaded by which time if you have had to refresh any pages, anything you were about to post has been wiped out. Chrome also decides after having a hissyfit that it won't download any images, switch to Firefox and everything works fine so I think Chrome is absolutely the biggest pile of pants and I hate it.
3,2,1 I'm back in the room and finally, with a fresh cup of Nescafe I can see that the internet is repaired, four blue lights and all systems go! It is 4.15am and I might as well leave Steve Allen on now anyway (only Hinge and Brackett on the other side).
Another wonderment of modern technology is not being able to copy and paste text from one place to another so that you end up having to put it into a spoiler.
It's just after 3am and my subconciousness detects that all is not well in the wide-awake world. I check the tablet and nothing is loading. Not that scanning problem again! (at times even indoors the tablet will self-scan for ages despite perfectly good signals available during which time access to the internet is impossible), but no, I can see across the room that there is an orange light on the Skybox. An orange light on the Skybox is the death knoll for the internet because it means there is no connectivity. Oh dear, but I have been with Sky for getting on twenty years and the internet has hardly ever been down so, fair is fair, these things happen and other cliches spring temporarily to mind.
Then I am resorted to listening to radio on my smartphone. This is a superfast 4G phone (well it would be but it's on giffgaff who may be one of the cheapest networks and when it comes to speed it shows) and actually although it has the most amazing battery (you might charge it twice a week), I don't like the phone at all now really despite it's sleek and sexy appearance. So after not being able to connect to my favourite channel I select LBC because I know that Steve Allen will be on at four.
I then wait another five minutes while it fetches the playlist and buffers at the rate of a Vic20 cartridge in the eighties, the days when you could load your Atari, run a trip to the launderette and it would still be loading by the time you got back. Once buffered it then stops and rebuffers again. It does this a third and fourth time and I begin to realise that thanks to the wonders of modern technology I am not going to be able to relax and drift off to sleep again with the radio again am I.
I can see a portable DAB radio in a trunk but I can't see a way of taking the back cover off and then I realise that it might be a mains only set and where would the lead for that be at this time of the night. I must have a coffee because I am really awake now. I pass the lounge and R is there watching his favourite Russian tv channel while thankfully S (staff) is in the kitchen, she has come down because she left her newspaper in the office.
The other really annoying thing about the tablet (and it's a Samsung Tab 3 so a good one) is that Chrome and android is a terrible marriage and I have heard others say this too, you can guarantee on any session then you will at least once see "UNFORTUNATELY CHROME HAS STOPPED" so everything has to be reloaded by which time if you have had to refresh any pages, anything you were about to post has been wiped out. Chrome also decides after having a hissyfit that it won't download any images, switch to Firefox and everything works fine so I think Chrome is absolutely the biggest pile of pants and I hate it.
3,2,1 I'm back in the room and finally, with a fresh cup of Nescafe I can see that the internet is repaired, four blue lights and all systems go! It is 4.15am and I might as well leave Steve Allen on now anyway (only Hinge and Brackett on the other side).
