I'm enormously intrigued by the descriptions I've read of Apple's iPad. I want a new computer, true, but what I want (and would use) is a top-of-the-line iMac, not a netbook. Large iPhone. Whatever. But I still ooch iPadwards, because of how one uses it—by touching the screen.
If Sherlock Holmes is the epitome of 'cerebral', I am the epitome of not. I've got a lot in my head, but the filing system is horrible. Most of it only surfaces if I'm touching something, doing something with my hands, but when it does, it does. Drawing, painting, sewing, digging in the garden, all bring up fragments of fragments, ghosts of memory much like dream vignettes, where the emotion is confused and the visuals woefully incomplete, and none of it related to anything in the present. It's maddening. I can't get anything done!
I like to listen to audiobooks these days whenever I'm doing anything not involving active thinking. It helps to keep the ghosts quiet, and anchor me here and now. I think if I did get an iPad, I'd just be making trouble for myself. Besides, it won't fit in my pocket.*
* Now I'm wondering how fashions in urban wear will change in the next year: will cargo pants, for instance, make a return? With extra-large pockets?
planning my morning while listening to Beethoven's Symphony No. 7 performed by the BBC Philharmonic Orchestra