If the title of the post made you think that I became all New Age-y and astrologically modern, I’m sorry. That’s totally not what I meant. What I meant was, I finally got a smartphone.
Up until now, I’ve been living with and quite content with old Nokia or Samsung bricks or flipphones: they work, they’re simple, and they do all that I need to do. I could make calls, I could send texts, and it was a functional alarm clock and timer. Simple, cheap, and easy, and when I don’t have all that much money to spend on fancy things, these are good things. Besides, I already have computers and books for the same purposes people use smartphones for. However, I was at a furry convention earlier in March (don’t judge, the Bible says not to) where getting in contact with large groups of people on the go was impossible with a basic phone. That was basically the last straw for me, so I headed down to my local phone store by my work on a lazy day this week and got a brand-new Galaxy Nexus.
And, in the 24 hours since I got the phone, it’s already becoming a magical instrument.
The first apps I downloaded were a planetary hours calculator and a real-time astrological ephemeris. I added gesture recognition to input the names of the the seven planets in text. Later on next week, I’m going to consecrate this thing to XaTuring under Mercurial circumstances and forces. Lord knows what else I’m going to do with this thing; probably etch some sigil or other into the inside of the back cover, or something like that. Taking photos with this thing will definitely be a treat, since it has both a far better camera than what I’ve been using for the past ten or so years, and I can just upload directly to the interwebs. Nifty!
Now I just need to get used to this fancy-but-weird input method I like and the complete lack of privacy and detachment from the world.