I’m no gadgety geek but the stuff you can do on an iPhone is radness overload. Thanks to Umdloti iPhonehead Jimmy Reynolds for totally sucking me into an info-vortex which dumped me, head spinning, on Planet iPhone over a couple of G&Ts at the Bush Tavern yesterday.
And it just got much better. American photographer Chase Jarvis has developed an application for iPhone which takes photographing fragments of your world up to another stratosphere altogether. He’s calling it “The Best Camera” and it pretty much pulls in the best of all of the best things about taking pics with a cameraphone and enables everybody (with an iPhone of course) to record what’s happening around them at any time with a totally pro vibe attached.
Let’s see what Chase has to offer us (please be forewarned that our man is plugging his app and “how to” book to within an inch of vulgarity here – doesn’t everybody these days? – but this vid is a complete eye-opener)…
How was that for you, Hatpeople? “Get an iPhone” just zoomed straight to the top of your “Must Have” list? It’s on top of mine. I have to say that some of my most cool pix were snapped using the “Fluorescent” setting on an old Sony Ericsson K800 (see here). I recently became the lucky owner of a Canon EOS 50D – and I’m well chuffed with it – but, when it come to photographing arb stuff on the move, nothing touches whipping the old cameraphone out of the pocket and grabbing the image in an instant.
The iPhone, along with Chase’s awesome app, will massively enhance this whole slice-of-life capturing thing and my red hat is tipped in gratitude towards can’t-help-enough Stephen at Durban’s Gateway iStore for offering to lend me an iPhone for our Heart & Sole unicycling marathon across South Africa.
I’ll be documenting Geoff “Heartman” Brink’s mad 1,400km ride from Durban to Cape Town every inch of the way on this blog and the iPhone will give me the means to post words, pics and vid on the blog, Twitter, facebook, YouTube and flickr with a few brushes of its screen.
Now I just need to buy Jimmy a whole bunch of G&Ts in exchange for a crash course in how to get the minimally-loaded left-brained side of my lopsided head around the iPhone and Chase’s amazing app!
Above headline more or less courtesy of Laugh It Off.
Justin Nurse. “Carling Black Labour”. T-shirts. You know about Laugh It Off. Clever. Sharp dudes. Brave too. Also Tom Eaton. Hayibo.com. Love these guys.
I don’t love Telkom quite as much. Hellkom and I go back quite a long way. Too long a way. Too painful. Too much of agonyness. So, when I popped into Corner Cafe in Durban the other day to say hello to owner Judd Campbell, eat one of his top-notch Full Glenwoodian Breakfasts and make full use of his wireless connection, I bought a Laugh It Off tee from the Wardrobe shop around the back.
Light blue. With a nice Telkom logo. And the words: “Telsomeonewhogivesashitkom”. Slogan underneath: “I’ll be in touch tomorrow.”
Sorry about the creases but the 'seriously stressed' look is very in for Telkom sufferers
This T-shirt has caused a mass outpouring in connectnessness among the degenerates at my local, The Bush Tavern in Umdloti. They’ve all been whacked by Telkom. Time and again. Too much of pissedoffness.
There are big, fat and ugly corporations. And then there is Telkom, the biggest, fattest, ugliest and couldn’t-give-a-shittest of them all.
And they have exacted a most horrible revenge for my purchase of Justin’s cool T-shirt. My ADSL has been “down” for the past five days. I’ve phoned Telkom 28 times. ADSL still down.
So, here’s a few words for our great country’s premier telecommunications corporation. I am sure that somewhere deep down in the belly of the awful beast that is Telkom, there are a few competent people. I would like to ask those few competent people to kindly leave the room. Now. Go. Please.
Good. The rest of you stay. Hmmm. There’s a lot of you. OK. Form lots of long lines. Now listen up. This is what I am going to do. I will come up to each of you, look at you in the eyes and… and… tweak your nose. Quite firmly. But, while I execute this rather civilised act of revenge – one that might be considered to be more than acceptable behaviour given the challenges of living in an emerging democracy – I want you to know this: in my mind, what I am really doing, what I so want to do, is swallow 937,412 bullets (one bullet, one Telkom employee – of the incompetent kind), and as I look each of you in the eye, I will vomit over you so hard, so forcefully, that the bullet takes out your eye.
Got it? Are you in full receipt of my drift? Verstaan jy?
Good. Now get somebody to the box at the end of my road and flick that switch. Because I have been wearing my “Telsomeonewhogivesashitkom” shirt for five days now. And I’m whiffing so hideously that the joke is starting to wear a bit thin down at the Bush Tavern.