By Christ, I’m turning into a cyborg.
First it was the iPod, which isn’t anything more than a 21st Century walkman, followed by an unexpected Nintendo DS. These objects, I’m afraid, are nothing more than a gateway into the unparalleled man-machine extension of…the PDA!
Yep, after years of fighting against it, I finally succumbed to the irresistible siren call of pen-based computing. To go into the details of why I found it necessary to acquire such a device would mean a glimpse into my bizarre productivity rituals, and suffice to say I’m not really prepared that discussion just yet. Put simply, it’s going to be a glorified to-do list capable of syncing with the cyborg mothership, my Powerbook.
I decided to start off small and cheap, choosing a used Palm Tungsten T after about a week of intense deliberation and eBay hijinks. My reasoning was simple, there’s a 50/50 chance that I’ll just abandon the thing after two months of futzing about and learning a new tool. After I’ve proven my cyborg mettle, I’ll upgrade to something more extra sensory, with wifi and a keyboard and that special cord that you insert directly into your neck.
