Five Indisputable Tech Facts for 2010

I stayed out of the annual New Year’s prediction derby, because my stock buying history proves without a doubt that I have no predictive abilities.

image But I will give you five indisputable tech facts for 2010.

First, if the $1000 price point rumors are accurate, the much discussed Apple Tablet will be more sleep inducing than world changing.  Few people in the real world want a tablet computer to begin with.  Almost no one in the real world will pay more for a tablet than they plan to pay for their next desktop.  Oh, sure, the Appleheads will gush over it for a day or two, and then it will fade into the same cloud of communal apathy that swallowed the Palm Pre and a horde of earlier supposed world changers.  I would love a nice, iPhone looking and acting tablet.  But not as much as I’d love $1000 in my pocket.

Second, Google Docs are not even remotely close to being a legitimate alternative to Microsoft Office for document-intensive users.  Anyone who tells you different has never had a real job.  Look, I tried.  Really hard.  The formatting incompatibilities, printing limitations, inability to create useful document comparisons and a slew of other glaring deficiencies made me run back to Office, with my tail between my legs and my credit card in my hand.  Microsoft isn’t going to commit corporate suicide by giving us a reasonably featured, free online Office suite.  The only chance we have of getting a half-way usable online word processing suite is via Open Office.  Unlike Google Docs, Open Office is a legitimate Office alternative.  I don’t know if there are plans for an online version, but the right people could create something really useful with Open Office supplying the underlying applications.  But Google Docs?  Honestly, they just piss me off.  Worrying about collaboration is a complete waste of time when the tool you’re collaborating with sucks so bad.

Third, blogging, sadly, is dead.  Facebook has all the non-nerds guzzling the Kool-Aid (in between shifts of Farmville), and has become the new AOL.  Twitter has the attention-challenged (as well as the spammers).  In our ADD culture there’s just no place for depth.  Which makes newspapers, record albums, and blogs dead media.  The momentum may swing back the other way at some point- and I certainly hope it does.  But for now, anything that has more meat than a chicken foot is out of favor with the masses.  Sure, some of us try to continue blogging, but can you name even one person who’s really into it?  I used to wonder if I could blog my way into the Technorati Top 100 (not that there are many real blogs on that list anymore).  Now I wonder if I’ll even finish this post.

Fourth, if Microsoft wants to finally get something right on the internet, all it has to do is put OneNote online, and make it free.  It is by far the best information aggregator on the market.  Only the cost and, more importantly, the lack of an easy way to synch and access your information stands between OneNote and complete dominance of the space.  Sadly, Microsoft probably won’t do this, since it is such a good idea.  But if it did, I’d dump Evernote in a heartbeat.  That would teach them to ignore my repeated requests for folders.

Fifth, as the Twitter hysteria begins to fade, we are witnessing the end of one of the worst things to ever happen to business: the idea that free is a business model.  It’s not, and it never has been.  It’s just smoke and mirrors used to puff up valuations in the hope that some greater fool will wander by and start throwing money at you.  Sure, some free things have always been a part of good business plans.  Like samples or maybe even “lite” versions of something you want to entice people to buy.  If all you have is free, you’re a charity not a business.  You make money by selling something, and you can’t sell something that has no perception of value.  There’s no better way to create a perception of no value than to give all of your goods away.  The death of this non-business model is a very good thing that will eventually lead to real innovation.  When the barriers to entry are higher, the quality of the goods that make it to market is higher.

That’s my five.  What are your indisputable tech facts for 2010?

Great Allman Brothers Show at Wolfgang's Vault

This weekend, we’ve been listening to a 12/31/73 New Year’s Eve show by the Allman Brothers, via Wolfgang’s Vault.

This set, from San Francisco’s Cow Palace, is full of highlights, including a magical, half-hour version of Les Brers In A Minor, with Jerry Garcia and Bill Kruetzman sitting in.  But as a huge fan of the Chuck Leavell-era Allmans, I have to share this excellent version of Southbound.

Wolfgang’s Vault is a great place to find some great, live music from back in the day when the music actually mattered.  Back when the Monkees were the exception, and not the rule

Letting the Lead Fly

We spent a lot of time outdoors over the Christmas holidays, including a couple of sporting clays outings with our friends the Cheneys and the Fenrichs.  Carolyn Cheney is an excellent photographer, and took some great pictures of Cassidy and me.  I combined them with a great song by my favorite band into a little video.

Photos of Cassidy and me by Carolyn Cheney
“Let the Lead Fly” by
The Wrinkle Neck Mules (buy the excellent record at Amazon)

Weekend Woods and Water Update

Lots to report this weekend.

On Saturday morning, I shot my first sporting clays competition.  There were a few things I didn’t realize before hand.  Like that all stations would be at the much harder North Course.  And that all shots are doubles.  I probably should have done my homework and been aware of these nerves-inducing subtleties in advance, but where’s the fun in that.  The bad news is that I shot horribly.  The better news is that I still got third in my division.  The facts are that I need to practice more and differently.  I think I’m going to shoot the tournament at Rio Brazos next weekend.  I’d never heard of Rio Brazos before, and I’m not too keen on hunting preserves, but it’s close to Houston, and there aren’t all that many local sporting clays tournaments to choose from.

This afternoon, Cassidy and I went shooting together.  She did really well, knocking a bunch of clays down- with her .410.  I’m not sure how many I could hit with that small pattern.  The only camera I had with me was my iPhone.  She hit a bunch of clays, but this is the only shot I got on film.


(B
ackstroke heat (win), freestyle heat (win), 4×4 relay (backstroke)
and butterfly heat (blue Rice swimcap)).

Raina and Delaney had to leave before 7:00 for the swim meet and Cassidy spent the night at a friend’s house, so Luke and I got up this morning and went for a dude’s breakfast of bacon, eggs and grits.  Then we watched some Little Bear and chilled out on the couch.

My kids rock.

Why Does Real Time Always Equate to Twitter?

I think Google’s introduction of real time search results is interesting and potentially a step forward in the web search experience.  If, for example, I want to search for the latest development in Tiger Woods’ utter and complete implosion, it would be fun to sit back and watch the stories- and new alleged mistresses-  float by.  In an ideal world, a real time Google search would be like an instantaneous Google Alert, notifying me close to immediately if an article or blog post is published on a topic I am interested in.

What I totally and completely do not get is why whenever people talk about real time, the next word you hear is Twitter. . .

 

Twitter-Logo-150x150First of all, the large majority of substantive Twitter posts are links to other content.  That has been posted somewhere else.  Already.  So by definition and math, much of what is posted on Twitter is not only not real time.  It’s after the fact.  Wouldn’t it be better to talk about real time results from the actual source of the content?

Secondly, does anyone without skin in the game really- I mean really– think Twitter is all that informative?  To index and serve search results of Twitter posts, in real time or otherwise, is like recording elevator conversations and calling them feature films.  I search Twitter from time to time to see who’s talking about topics that interest me (alt. country music, my hometown, etc.).  80% of the results are spam, 15% are other nonsense, 4.9% are things I’ve already seen and .1% are things that might interest me.  That’s a really bad success ratio, particularly compared to a regular old Google search that generally gives me relevant results.  Or used to.

In sum, there is almost nothing that originates on Twitter that I’d want to see in my search results, real time or otherwise.

Compared to MySpace, however, Twitter is like the New York Times.  The fact that Google includes MySpace in any search results makes me actually pull for Bing.  Or maybe not.

Seriously, who decided this was a good thing?  I feel like everyone talking about this dropped acid while I was chugging Red Bull.

Thanksgiving Eating & Shooting Report

Here’s the rundown from a fun weekend.

We spent most of the weekend in Austin with our friends the Fenrichs and the Donovans.  We all had a grand time, and the food was excellent.

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The big kids got to eat their Thanksgiving meal outside.

We had a huge meal on Thursday, followed by lots of napping on the couch and football on the TV.

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Cassidy and Remy spent much of their time in trees.

On Friday, Arnie and I shot sporting clays at the Capital City Trap & Skeet Club.  It’s a nice facility with a good mix of stations, and very nice and helpful staff.  They reciprocate with the Greater Houston Gun Club, so GHCC members get member rates there.  I didn’t shoot all that well, but the weather was perfect and we had a good time.  Afterwards, we met the rest of our families and the Donovans for dinner at El Arroyo, Raina’s favorite Austin restaurant.

I had to run a half marathon worth of miles last night, just to begin the process of recovering from all the good food I ate over the weekend.

This morning I was back out at GHGC, taking a shooting lesson from Bobby Fowler, Jr.  I like the heck out of Bobby, and he is a fantastic instructor.  He even had me hitting the rabbit shots, which have long been my Achilles’ heel (it turns out I was shooting over them, and needed to lower my barrel).  My plan is to take a lesson or so each month from Bobby and see if I can raise my game a level.  He wants me to enter some competitions, and I probably will.  In preparation for that, I joined the National Sporting Clays Association.

Raina and the kids went to Galveston this morning with her parents.  After shooting, I had a sushi lunch at Osaka.  Now its off to do some chores.