tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214971982012-01-26T16:20:29.927-06:00Ramblings of a Premature CurmudgeonVagruntnoreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21497198.post-66205326802621507202010-10-30T00:34:00.000-05:002010-10-30T00:34:43.587-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jdehoBzMM2Y/TMup3D1oTKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/twgwdB2mpr4/s1600/they+call+me+moby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jdehoBzMM2Y/TMup3D1oTKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/twgwdB2mpr4/s320/they+call+me+moby.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>Recent BlackBerry ads show the diverse of media available through their network and phones. The ads circular journey connects Moby to Moby Dick to a modern news story of a whale jumping onto a boat. But the kernel of truth it reveals is that even though you can watch a video clip, or listen to Moby, or read on the phone, you likely won't do any of these for very long.<br />Not because you can't do any one of those functions, but precisely because you can do all of those things. And like the meandering search of the ad, which comes of like a bad episode of Connections, you'll soon be leaping from one reference to the next like a Ritalin kid with the remote in no time.<br />My goal for 2011... read Moby Dick... on my phone.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21497198-6620532680262150720?l=onemanthinktank.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vagruntnoreply@blogger.com0