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Showing posts with label Tech. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tech. Show all posts

Friday, October 2, 2015

Technology Fails (and limited successes)


I hate it when this happens. My waterproof, shock-resistant, protective cushioned cover Samsung Galaxy 5 -  didn't.


This was my first major mishap with the Samsung. Although, truth be told, a cracked smartphone screen is not a particularly unusual event for me. I am not saying it was my fault, but I was on the dock in flipflops to take pictures of the early frost...



 ... when something bad happened. Let's just say a small crack formed in the lower right corner of the screen, which precipitated a purple black cancer slowly spreading across the screen and eventually led to the Blank Screen Of Death.  So after a few hours with T-Mobile and the crappy Assurant phone insurance I overpay on a monthly basis, a replacement phone was enroute. Which would ultimately lead to more hours of switching apps, contacts, and backup photos.  Did I mention I hate it when this happens? The good news is that I remembered what is was like to be off the phone for a few days.


 In other Tech Fail news, the ShagCam installation was showing it's age with periodic hallucinogenic color shifts across the deck and lake. Jeff brought an upgraded camera to replace the primary lake shot, and we decided to see if we could initiate a second ShedCam to monitor the winter snows on the the roof.


After much frustration, gnashing of teeth, and numerous calls to the vendor, we finally got it working.


UPDATE: After determining that WiFi would not be a reliable ShedCam connection, an additional Yooper work-around was devised - nuff said.


Thursday, September 17, 2015

I am going to BenioffLand!


In what has become an annual pilgrimage, I strolled down the hill to collect my free registration badge and gaze in wonder and awe at the spectacle that is DreamForce 2015. The annual rock show, charity benefit, technology conference, social awareness pontification platform, celebrity worship,  publicity spotlight for every progs favorite CEO, new age mindfulness mysticism and conspicuous excess extravaganza has once again taken over the EssEff Convention Center complex. As per usual, all intersecting streets and practically every venue and restaurant in a two mile radius were dedicated to the show.

I don't know when the DreamForce user conference event completely untethered from the very successful but rather mundane software application company SalesForce that sponsors it, but there it is -  an event like a hot air balloon floating into the sky unrestricted by earthbound restraints of profitability or shareholder value, with only the most tenuous connection to the actual product that SalesForce sells.

I've given up trying to understand it. Perhaps, like Burning Man, it is an event that exists outside the realm of rational explanation. Something to simply experience, to roll around in the wind blown dust of shareholder profits, take it all in, and bask in the beneficent fire of the marketing genius and force of personality that is Burning CEO Marc Benioff.

Whatever.  Some pictures and random observations in my few hours at the circus...

The 2nd Weirdest Thing I Saw:
This was the DreamForce Free Speech Zone. No one was there. I don't know what this means.

The Weirdest Thing I Saw:
The Marc Benioff for President Campaign. Disturbing. I was very concerned that someone was taking this notion seriously.

As it turns out, it was just a Marketing Campaign by SalesLoft. Quite a relief.

The Most Ridiculous Thing I Saw:
Was this line at 4:00 to get into the Panel with Gayle King, Susan Wojciki and Jessica Alba on Women's Innovation Panel:


It was ridiculous because there were plenty of seats, and at 5:00, when the panel discussion began, you could just walk in and sit down. Which I did.


About 15 minutes in, finding the discussion to be less than illuminating, I considered leaving. Which I did.

The Most Concerning Thing I Saw (for shareholders):
It is an investment axiom that when a company starts to build a grandiose new headquarters, it is time to sell the stock. This is SalesForce's new headquarters under construction:

Just Sayin'

The Coolest (and creepiest) Thing I Saw:
These guys - TalkIQ...


A new small startup located in the Presidio, TalkIQ is offering something truly innovative. In this case, I am using the word "innovative" in the old sense of something unique, new, and possibly game changing. As opposed to the more common use of "innovative" as a mandatory adjective for every company and product on the planet. I mean - How many "innovative" Configure, Price, Quote application companies do we need? But I digress.

They claim their product will listen to your sales call, transcribe it real time, analyze it based on their "conversational science" algorithm, update your SalesForce opportunity account, and send a report to you and your boss. Kind of Orwellian (as all good software is these days), but also potentially a real time saver, sales acceleration and sales skill improvement tool.

I have a hard time believing it actually works, but then I have a hard time believing that "Siri", "Cortana" or even "Okay Google" work as well as they do. One to watch.

I only went for one day. One day was enough.

The Celebrity Cruise ship "Infinity"- renamed "Dreamboat" served as a temporary hotel for the event.
Here the relieved ship and crew sail out of San Francisco Bay after disgorging 1,100 attendees.

Thursday, August 6, 2015

That Was Annoying


Apparently, while we were diving for abalone over the weekend, my MikeWallach.com domain expired. Which means this blog stopped working, since the original Blogger eatarf242.blogspot.com was redirected through that domain.


So all those good feelings after spending a few days a few days outdoors, communing with nature, and hunting the Great White Snail evaporated into a full blown TPA (Tech Panic Attack) immediately upon arriving home. 


Fortunately the GoDaddy grace period allowed me to renew the domain before it was snatched away by any of the legions of "Mike Wallachs" out there desperate to snatch this domain. Unfortunately, the Domain Name Server link between GoDaddy and Google was severed, and required several more hours/days to figure out what was wrong and how to put it right


So, I think it is fixed now. The Blog is back.

But the most annoying aspect of this minor catastrophe, is simply this...


... I don't think anyone noticed it was down.

[Sigh] I'll be back-posting for a while until I get caught up.




Wednesday, September 4, 2013

The Coolest Smartwatch

When big and clunky was cool.
It is on. Samsung and Qualcomm introduced their first entries in "wearable" technology today. The two new smartwatches join the fray with previously announced entries from Sony and the kickstarted Pebble.  I'm not exactly sure why they felt they needed to get these products into the public eye now, considering that neither will be available to purchase until later this year. You don't suppose next week's Apple announcement has something to do with it? The tech press is not expecting Apple to announce their iTime or whatever they'll call it, but maybe Apple's competitors know something that the press doesn't.  In any case, Samsung got most of the attention with fawning reviews like this piece in TechCrunch:

"Your Turn, Apple"

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"I’m sold. One picture did it. The one above by Josh Miller at CNET. I want the Samsung Galaxy Gear smartwatch. It doesn’t matter if the UI is sluggish. I don’t care if it requires charging once a day. I don’t even care if Samsung overloaded it with applications, which seems to be the case. I’m not going to buy it. But my inner nerd really wants it. The Galaxy Gear watch is hot, even if it has a critical flaw. Samsung just beat Apple to the punch by a large margin. But that should be expected. Samsung is a different company than Apple. Samsung iterates where Apple innovates."
Watching the hoopla, I was reminded of the first smartwatch - the HP-01.  I was working for Hewlett Packard in 1977 when they introduced it. Unsurprisingly, HP completely failed at marketing a high-end consumer product that retailed for $700.  By '79 they gave up and blew out the remaining inventory to employees for about $100. That must have been when I got mine. Pretty sure I would not have paid full retail for it. I was just as cheap then as I am now.

After an extended archaeological search, I found it. In the back of a drawer that had not been opened in decades.  I remember thinking it was the coolest thing on the planet when it was new. I wore it all the time. It was quite the conversation piece. You could put a girl's phone number into the phone's memory. Of course, there was only enough memory for one phone number at a time. You had to be judicious with a watch like this. Since the display is comprised of power burning LEDs, when you pushed the button the time or date was displayed for only 2.5 seconds. You've got to pay attention with a watch like this. 

My favorite bit -  A 200 year calendar!  Right in the watch!  This being 1977, with the watch using the conventional eight digit date display (LED's are expensive), HP had to figure out a way to distinguish 1909 (the year after the Cubs last won the World Series) and 2009 (when they also did not win).  So there is a "21" button on the watch. You need the button to tell the watch you are entering a 21st century date.

As I recall, the coolness factor lasted about a month.  Then it was just big and clunky. I liked it and kept wearing it though, until the batteries finally wore out. You had to take it to a jeweler to change the batteries. Never quite got around to it. It went back into the box, moved across the country, and made it into the back of that drawer where I found it today.

I took it to a jeweler down the street, expecting to find a corroded mess when he opened it up. Those dead watch batteries were in there for over 30 years. But - a miracle. The batteries were intact. In five minutes, with three fresh batteries, the watch was working again. 

It looks like big and clunky is cool again. Sooo...  I'll be wearing this watch again.  I'm pretty sure I've got the coolest smartwatch on the planet. Hey -  I just pushed the date button and for 2.5 seconds it said "09-04-13."  That dot at the end is to let me know that this is the 21st century. Way cool.


Cross-posted at Medium

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

The Truthiness About 60+ Year Old Sales People


This will be a little out of the ordinary for this blog, so I feel I need to preface this post with an explanation.

Although I was an early adopter, I always considered LinkedIn to be little more than a glorified contact list and didn't use it for much of anything else. Since going public, LinkedIn has evolved into something that offers interesting content and commentary that pulls me in regularly. An article that got my attention recently was Steve W. Martin's post "The Truth about 50+ Year Old Sales People" linked from a discussion thread on Linked-In Sales Management Executives group:
"It's still hard times for salespeople and sales managers over 50 today. As companies have downsized, they find themselves five times more likely to be let go when compared to their younger counterparts. They also have a more difficult time finding new jobs because younger sales managers have five basic fears about hiring someone older than themselves...  Given these fears, I would like offer five factors sales managers should consider when choosing between younger and more senior salespeople."
I'm a fan of Steve W. Martin's work but have a few problems with this article. I started to reply in the comment thread, but it soon became obvious I would blow through the comment length limit (an unsurprising development to regular readers of my other blog). So, I need somewhere to unload - this blog wins.

Like others in the Linked-In comment thread, I'll start by declaring my demographic allegiance. I am sixty years old and was in high tech sales and sales management my entire professional career. The age discrimination issue discussed by Martin does not affect me directly as I opted out a few years back to work on a second act and pursue other life goals. Nevertheless I feel compelled to raise my voice out of demographic loyalty to my aging tribe and correct a few of Mr. Martin's assertions. Calibrate as you see fit.


First, credit where it's due – Mr. Martin does a nice job of distilling the irrational and “unfounded” fears that a young sales manager may have about hiring a senior salesperson. That said, I have my doubts about his first “unfounded” fear being actually - you know - unfounded:

They are Un-coachable. Younger sales managers fear older salespeople are set in their ways and won’t take their directions.”

One wonders why the young sales manager would think that about us oldsters? Why wouldn't a senior salesperson like myself be eager to take guidance and learn new sales techniques from a manager who's mother was wiping his diaper-rash chapped ass with vaseline while I was out closing multimillion dollar competitive enterprise software deals? Sure, that young sales manager could very well have some deep sales insight that might change a world view honed over a lifetime of competitive cut-throat enterprise sales. It could happen. I guess.

But other than that quibble, Martin is spot-on with his litany of unfounded young sales manager fears. I would just offer a bit more clarification about that his last listed “unfounded” fear:

They Really Want My Job! Perhaps the biggest fear of a younger manager is that he is hiring someone who may upstage him in the eyes of senior management in order to fulfill an ulterior motive of taking over his job.”

Trust me young sales manager. We really don't want your job. Yes, we know for an absolute fact that we could do your job much better than you. In our sleep. With a hangover. While concurrently writing the Great American Novel, managing two fantasy football leagues and kicking your ass in Halo. We know that.

We know every single thing you are going to say before you say it. We have carefully considered every sales idea that occurred to you long before you thought of it. It's okay. We'll pretend to be interested and thank you for your suggestions. This is what you need to understand - We want you to look good.

You look good when we close deals and crush our number. We're fine with that. No shit - we really don't want your job. Nobody in their right mind wants a first line sales management job. Been there. Done that. If you are doing that job right it means you take the blame when things go wrong and get no credit when things go right. But somebody's got to do it. We're glad it's you and not us. I hope this eases your mind.

My real issue with the article is not the “fears of the young sales manager” as outlined by Martin, but his rationale for hiring 50+ salespeople. Lets go through them:
  1. Do you sell to C-level?”
First, if your company is not selling to C-level, you cannot afford to hire a senior sales professional. Mr. Martin makes the excellent point that a gray hair CEO is going to have more confidence in a 50+ sales professional than some twenty-something who thinks planning ahead means not forgetting their iPhone on the bedside table. The problem is that he does not go far enough. Truth be be told, your typical 50+ salesperson is still nursing delusions of youth (“Fifty is the new thirty!”) They have yet to give up on their hope of being a rock star or playing for the Yankees. They are probably dying their hair or shampooing with minoxidil or  buying Grecian Formula in bulk or all of the above. As Martin points out, if you want to effectively sell to gray hairs you've got to have gray hair. Your 60 plus sales professional has embraced the gray. For all the reasons that Martin outlines, if 50 something is good, 60 something is better.
  1. It’s about relationships, not Rolodexes...”
Actually it's about both. Now - your typical 60 something salesperson actually had a real Rolodex at one point in his career, unlike anyone 50 or under. Moreover, as an early adopter who could fully appreciate and embrace real sales productivity tools, that contact list was painstakingly transferred to the original Palm Pilot as soon as it was available (Yes – your 60 something sales pro is fluent in “Graffiti” -a lost skill). He/she has continued to roll forward every single contact from the beginning of time into every new technology since. Sure, some of those contacts have been sucked into Salesforce.com along the way, but they are all still in that senior sales pro's smart phone today.

Does he/she actually remember all these contacts? Fuck no. Many of them are probably dead by now. That's the point. Your average 60 plus sales pro has more dead people in his contact list than your young sales manager has even met in his professional career.

You want to talk about building relationships? How about entering a new C-level contact into your smartphone only to find it already there. Happens all the time with your 60-something sales pro. You met that CFO when she was a public accountant putting together an S-1 for a bubblicious dot com IPO in 1999 . She helped you spend their investor's money on enterprise software that was never implemented. Ah - good times. Instant relationship. The best relationships accompany the biggest “Rolodex” and the biggest “Rolodex” belongs to the eldest among us.

  1. Wit.” “...don’t judge a book by its cover and assume a little gray hair means a lot less grey matter.”
I don't think “wit” means what Steve W. Martin thinks it means. No matter. Despite Martin's contention, you can judge a book by it's cover. And if there are no shades of gray on that cover, it's probably a pretty boring book. Just sayin...
  1. Sales is a Mentor-based Profession...”
True. But sales is first and foremost a performance based profession. Nobody understands that better than a 60+ sales pro. So, yeah, Mr. Young Sales Manager, your team is going to benefit from having a seasoned sales pro as an example for the rest of your staff to emulate. But not as much as you are going to benefit from having a seasoned sales pro make your numbers for you.
  1. Who Do You Trust? Peek into the cockpit as you board your next commercial flight...”
Since the average age of commercial airline pilots is in the mid forties, and since it is only in recent years that the airline industry relaxed the pilot's mandatory retirement age of 60, this is probably not the best example that Mr. Martin could have used to counter the ageist bias of clueless sales managers. That said – when I settle into my airline seat and see a pilot who looks like they could pass muster at a high school prom, it is a little pucker inducing. So... point taken. Now that I think of it, I feel the same way about when interviewed by sales managers who only need to shave twice a week. But I digress.

The sixty something sales professional is the last of a breed. Their sales career started when every sales office had a team secretary who brought hand written phone messages on pink post-it notes, important phone numbers were memorized and the location of every pay-phone in the territory was a strategic advantage. They understood the concept of planning a major team sales presentation because the custom 35mm slides needed to fill out the presentation carousel took two weeks to prepare from the corporate graphics department. Competitive analysis meant stealing leads from the wastebasket of a competitors sales office and reading their forecast white board with binoculars from across the street. Not that I ever did anything like that. You just hear stories.

Now that same sixty plus sales pro is responding to voicemails, e-mailing forecasts, collating Linked-In prospect employees with their smartphone contacts and composing a Powerpoint sales presentation on the passenger seat of the car while barreling down 101 to the prospect's office. And they still memorize all  important phone numbers.

Look, I've got nothing against 50 plus salespeople. Some of my best friends are 50 plus salespeople. Let's just wrap this up with a couple of quotes. First to paraphrase Ronald Reagan:  ”I will not make age an issue. I am not going to exploit, for purposes of a job, my opponent's youth and inexperience.".  But if you want real breadth of experience selling in all environments, you've got to go 60 plus.

Finally there is wisdom in P.J. O'Rourke's book title: “Age and Guile Beat Youth, Innocence and a Bad Haircut.”

It works every time.

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

A crack in the time space continuum.

I hate it when that happens.

Sent from my HTC smartphone on the Now Network from Sprint!

Monday, August 22, 2011

The end of an era

One year after buying Palm, HP unceremoniously consigns the company to the dustbin of history:
"HP, a storied brand that was instrumental in expanding the PC industry, announced that its board had authorized exploring "strategic alternatives" for its computer division. That's corporate speak for a sale or spin-off.The Palo Alto tech giant and the industry as a whole have seen a drop-off in laptop and desktop sales and margins, as consumers shift to tablets and smart phones.And yet ... HP also announced plans to discontinue the phones and tablets based on the operating system it acquired through its now clearly ill-fated $1.2 billion purchase of Palm last year. That means it's pulling the plug on its highly promoted TouchPad tablet, less than two months after it hit the market."
Alas poor Palm. I knew him Horatio. I was a Palm user from the very beginning. My first post on this blog was a picture taken and uploaded from a Palm Treo 600. I owned a Palm Pilot personal organizer (I and II) in the nineties when Palm created the category, and stuck with the platform right up until my Palm Pre, apparently sensing the end, committed suicide off of my terrace last month.

I've lost track of how many Palm devices I owned. No doubt I still have contacts in my phone that I entered into that first Palm Pilot that kept being transferred over the years - through the US Robotics takeover and spinout, the Handspring Treo, the Palm Treos 600, 700 and finally into the Pre. I have no recollection who these people are of course, but they are still in there. They have transitioned now through The Borg Google into my new Android HTC Evo. I still don't remember who most of these people are. They will be with me always.

I had hope that WebOS would survive when HP bought it. Not enough hope to buy another one after the Pre took it's final plunge, but hope nevertheless. It really is a great OS and in many ways superior to and more intuitive than Android. But better technology does not survive years of shitty management.
"HP has been hopelessly outmatched in smartphones and tablets despite its $1.8 billion acquisition last year of Palm, whose webOS software was the crown jewel of the deal.

The software powered the fledgling TouchPad tablet and HP-powered smartphones that are being discontinued in Thursday's announcement.The software was well-reviewed, but iPhones and iPads and smartphones running Google's Android operating system—made possible after Apple paved the way—have dominated the fastest-growing parts of the consumer technology market. HP was left in the margins. WebOS smartphones had a worldwide market share of less than 1 percent, according to Gartner.

HP will try to find ways to keep webOS alive, which could include using it in other devices such as PCs and printers or licensing it to handset makers, Apotheker said in an interview. He said he was disappointed with the designs of HP's mobile devices and believed the business would have required too much money to turn around."
WebOS is now doomed to be known as the Betamax of mobile computing.

Rest In Peace Palm... you had a good run.

BTW - the picture at the top of this post featuring my last three Palm devices, and was taken with my HTC EVO, edited in phone to apply the antique effect before transmitting directly to the blog.

Oh - and to anyone over the last few years who selected a Palm device based on my recommendation... sorry about that.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Abalone season closes Friday for a month


Today is a good day to dive.

Unfortunately, it is a bad day for cell phones. I dropped the Pre.

I dropped the Pre' 12 stories.

It was a nice sunrise, and I thought it would be a great picture to kick off the day trip north to get some abalone. But it was early, and I was under-caffeinated, and... whatever... I watched it fall in slow motion. 12 stories. To gravel. The back and battery flew apart and the screen shattered.

It is seriously dead.

UPDATE: Not quite so seriously as I thought. Unbelievably, I was able to receive calls after snapping the battery and back together. Still useless for anything else as the screen is gone.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

At Lynn's Corner Cafe for breakfast

Part-time waitress Jodie overhears us complaining about the dearth of Wi-Fi in town. She instructs Roy how to jailbreak his iPhone in order to set it up as a 3G hotspot without paying extra tethering charges. She demostrate by letting us use her iPhone as a hotspot. No shit. This really happened.

-- Sent from my Palm Pre

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Good Abalone Day - Bad Technology Day

The Haul

By the time we got to the cove, the sun was out. While the water was not quite as flat and clear as hoped, it was pretty damn good. Eight feet of visibility for most of the dive. Long/short - limit out. My biggest was 9 1/2, Doug's was 9 3/4 9 15/16*. The most productive area was around the point.

On the way in, I retrieved the old weight belt in the picture above. However, I could not locate remains of the diver who owned it. The belt is still on the beach at the bottom of heart attack hill. I was carrying enough weight back to the top of the bluff without it.

The Olympus 1030SW camera crapped out 10 minutes into the dive, which limited the photography. I assumed the camera leaked, but actually it was still functional - only the view screen stopped working. I didn't figure that out until later, so missed an opportunity to shoot pictures of 4-5 abalone lined up in a single hole. The latter shots in this series were taken shooting blind without the viewscreen and guessing where the camera was pointing. Between the the busted Olympus and Palm Pre - this trip was a photographic disaster. OTOH...

Dinner was an abalone sashimi appetizer followed by abalone picatta with polenta (Sigrid's idea and recipe). Prepared the same as veal picatta with lemon and capers, but absent PETA protesters complaining about tortured baby cows. Apparently PETA does not care about tortured abalone. Anyway - an excellent way to enjoy the great white snail.

Conditions look good-

calm and clear

We were a little over-optimistic dragging the spear guns down

Doug goes in

Off the point


Some clips before the camera went out

Apres Dive

Perfectly popped, soon to be trimmed and sliced for dinner

* Corrected at Doug's request after a more accurate measurement.