So, this Christmas my in-laws got themselves a nice new computer, complete with Apple’s Mighty Mouse. The Mighty Mouse has a ‘pea’ for scrolling, and the pea is also clickable. The mouse itself is also clickable (and even supports left and right clicks, although these are turned off by default). The surface of the mouse is smooth and featureless, except for the pea. The left and right clickability is handled via either capacitance or a proximity sensor, I’m unsure which.
So, on Boxing Day, my mother-in-law complains that whenever she clicks the mouse on her e-mail, all she sees are the Calculator, dictionary and weather, and when she clicks again they go away.
Of course, by Apple’s factory default, clicking the pea brings up the Dashboard. Which is silly really, as people who don’t know they can click the rest of the mouse will be naturally drawn to the pea (well, it’s used for all the scrolling, why not the clicking too?)
Really, the default for clicking the pea (now there’s a euphemism waiting to happen) should just be a mouse click, and people can change it when they are comfortable with what they’re already doing. If they never change it then they’re unlikely to be really missing it, and I doubt that the Dashboard is what they’d choose anyway (I think I’d probably go for Expos?…¨©).
Last day of the install. Of course today is the day that all the changes wind up happening. This is not good, but it is What The Client Wants(tm). It also reduces the amount of time available for their training. Everything seems to be working, and I get to put my MySQL skills to use. We head off into the sunset, our misson here done (for the moment at least).
Then it’s a quick wind down at the hotel and off to Southbank to meet up with my cow-orker’s XBox clan, the Whippets (no, I do not have an XBox. I still resent them because Microsoft bought Halo from Bungie when it was just about to be released for the Mac). Dinner is at The Blue Train, (which I later discovered was started by the person who also started Taxi/Transport and Upper/Lower House in Federation Square, and is one of the busiest restaurants in Melbourne).
Amusingly it seems that many of the clan used to hang out in the foyer of an XBox Rambo game, which is where you go when you’re dead. Obviously it offered more socialisation opportunities.
After dinner it was off to eat icecream under the footbridge. Chocolate chilli was great, starting off with chocolate-cinammon flavours with a nice warm chilli aftertaste. The Yarra crawled past like something out of The Blob.
Back to the hotel and tonight’s marathon of Men In Black (the Animated series). The previous evening was Invader Zim. Very distracting.
Meanwhile, Telstra’s wireless access point at the hotel has never SMS’d me to tell me it had finished charging me. I imagine it’s still billing me until I have to mortgage the house again or something.
We adjust the morning rendezvous time to be a bit later. I’m still a bit late 🙂
Breakfast and off to the site once again. Now I’ve taken advantage of the hotel laundry service (hand luggage only, remember?), magically at the end of the day I discover my clothes have re-appeared in my closet, washed and ironed.
Lunch is at a little Vietnamese place. Neither of us are particularly hungry. Despite everything having gone well yesterday we’re now having to modify the install to comply with the local security policies, which are at odds with what we’re being paid to do. Training and installation of other components of the system continues.
After work it’s off to the movies, and I suggest that maybe “The Constant Gardener” is a better choice than the “Exorcism of Emily Rose”, conveniently there’s a session at about the right time. We find ourselves in Chinatown, looking for dinner. Fortunately previous experience (and knowledgable friends) tells me that Pepper Chilli is a good bet, and we go there for a most excellent repast.
The Constant Gardener is not what I’d expected from the trailer, but it’s probably hard to make a compelling trailer that says ‘subtle British conspiracy thriller’. Sweeping vistas of Africa and African villagers. Much pushing of the poverty/evil drug company message (the film was preceeded by an ad for the UN food program using footage from the film). The director wastes no time getting Ralph Fiennes to get his shirt off (although admittedly, it is with Rachel Weisz :). There’s also gratuitous use of QuickTime, iChat etc. But worthwhile, and my cow-orker seemed to enjoy it.