Goddamn this fucking iPhone.

All I wanted to do this evening was come home, relax, download Spore onto my iPhone and play around with what is being billed as one of the most advanced sim games ever, and I’m wowed out and excited that they’ve released it for the iPhone within a couple of days of releasing it for other platforms. Spore is definitely the most anticipated game of this year.

This is my plan: I download the application to the computer, because the size of the app is 80 meg and it was just easier that way, then the sync the phone and start playing.

Right at the end of the syncing process, iTunes freezes, the phone reboots and will not progress past the logo screen. I shut the phone down hard, restart it and again it stalls at the logo screen. I try this several times and it still can’t fully bootup. I go online to find tech support and all of their solutions I’ve already tried.

I plug the damn thing back into the computer and it comes up with instructions telling me to launch iTunes, so I figure this is a good sign. Wrong. Once iTunes launches, it says the phucking phone is in “recovery” mode and needs to be restored before it can be used. WHAT THE FUCK??? This means I have to wipe it clean and I’m going to lose everything I have on there. Most of it is duped from the computer, but this means all my preferences, locations for icons, lists, etc is down the toilet.

I check when the last time I actually allowed the phone to do a backup (it tries to backup everytime you plug it in and the backups take about an hour, so I usually cancel) and the last date is three days ago. Okay, I guess that’s not too bad. Then, of course, the backup fucking fails and I’ve got to re-initialize it as if I’ve just taken the damn phone out of the fucking box.

When I am prompted to name my phone, I call it “THIS IPHONE SUX”, in caps.

Goddamn it, this means I’m going to lose my saved game on Monkey Ball, and I was one level away from making it all the way through—Goddamn it!

And now I’ve got to copy everything back over to it on the first sync, which with songs, apps, tv shows and photos it’s going to take all fucking night—Goddamn it!!

I know tomorrow Apple is having an iPod-based media event/product launch and they had better release the rumored iPhone 2.1 software that will fix these goddamn fucking problems. This is fucking ridiculous that an entire phone can get fried just by trying to fucking sync it.

Here’s a similar tale.

I’m starting to discover that I know four types of people: bloggers, Twitterers, Facebookers and… what is the other type… oh that’s right, real people. Sometimes these groups overlap.

I’ve noticed a drop in volume of email from friends (and even texts, for that matter), presumably because they can go to Facebook and check everyone’s mini-blog all in one sitting. If they need to inform me of something, they will write it on my wall or send a message through Facebook instead of opening their email app and sending it that way. I’m also aware that I will check blogger friends’ blogs less often, because I feel I’m getting updated through FB or Twitter. I fear all electronic will come through FB in the next five years. I’m secretly hoping it’s a phase. Playing Scrabble on it is fun, though.

It’s 8:44 and raining, we’re getting the outward flings from some hurricane that is hitting the Carolinas. I’ve already checked my FB updates and sent a tweet or two this morning. I haven’t sent any emails, although I’ve deleted some junk ones.

• I am the oldest of my peer group yet have the least
• I used to believe the pop songs were true
• I have never been in love
• I frequently incorporate song lyrics into everyday conversations
• I used to look forward to the first day of school
• I am nothing because I don’t have a family of my own
• I placed third in my 5th grade spelling bee
• I have once dated a millionaire
• I want so badly to believe that there is truth, that love is real

Almost seven years to the day of the 9/11 attacks, Metro has evaluated, designed and implemented Emergency Evacuation Maps for their 117 stations. You know, in case there’s an explosion or a dirty bomb (remember those?!) or someone throws up on a train and everyone has to evacuate. Way to be on top on things!

Here is the pdf map for L’Enfant Plaza, the only station that carries four of the five train lines. This would be terrorist target number one, since it would effectively cripple the entire underground system. Plus the fact that it runs under so many government buildings would be extra incentive. The maps show that instead of organizing the available bus lines by bus stop location, they’ve grouped them by their baffling nomenclature (5A, 13G, V7, 905, etc.) so as you’re getting stampeded by people behind you trying to get out, you still can’t find your bus escape route. As if you’re gonna be waiting around for a bus while fire rains down from the sky.