Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Replacing the Old Jalopy

At last, I've replaced my Hackintosh - which in many ways is exactly like an old jalopy - with a shiny new MacBook Pro. All I can say is that it's been well worth the wait. The new machine is fast, quiet, cool, has excellent battery life, and a breathtaking screen. Here are some pictures of the "unpacking ceremony" I shot with David's camera. The machine arrived on Monday morning.


The box. I didn't notice that the flash was set to fire before I took the picture, or I'd have turned it off. I'm glad I didn't, though - I like the effect. I also like the barreling effect from the small lens at close distance to the subject. Both technical flaws that I think improve the overall effect.


Inside the box. The styrofoam Apple uses to pack the machines looks cool, I think. Too bad there isn't something useful that could be done with it. For the time being, I've saved the box and the shipping carton in case I decide to sell the machine in a year.


Under the styrofoam. It's a bit like peeling an onion - layer after layer. Especially since there was yet another box surrounding the one in the first picture....


The laptop, on top of the box.


And opened, on the bar. I got the glossy screen, after liking the same on David and Tracy's MacBooks. I feared at first, when Tracy bought hers nearly two years ago, that the glare would be horrible.... But it's not, and the color saturation and the deepness of the blacks makes any small glare completely worth it - for me, anyway. My 24" panel has the normal matte finish, so if color precision is required, I'll just hook the laptop up to that, rather than proofing on the built-in display.

That's all for now. I installed Windows XP Home (I've not yet convinced myself it's worth it to buy Professional for $199, since I already had a copy of XP Home) this morning using Boot Camp and will try out VMWare Fusion later today. I will say this, though: the I/O performance of the machine compared to my desktop is staggering. Aperture loads up photos at least twice as fast from the Apple-provided 5400 rpm disk.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

The Demise of Big-Box Brick & Mortar

Permit me to rant for a bit - I don't do it very often on my blog.

Big-box brick and mortar is dead. Not for everyone, perhaps, but for me, at least. With soaring gas prices and the convenience, selection, and price available on the Internet, there's no longer any clear mission for big-box brick and mortar. It has failed in the four business areas that previously validated its existence.

First of all, convenience (or the "now" factor). Here's what I mean: why would you buy something in the store, rather than online? Well, perhaps because you need it soon. Like now, for instance. You can't wait to have the thing shipped overnight, or could, but don't want to pay the exorbitant cost of overnight shipping. So you drive to the store to get what you want. It's sensible. Moreover, what you want is a little less common than a box of Kleenex, so you head to a big-box retailer to look for it. The trouble is, of course, that they don't have it either. In fact, none of the big boxes in your town do. So after wasting nearly an hour hitting up several big stores, you end up at home, discouraged, buying the thing off the Internet after all.

This has happened to me numerous times. I wanted, on two separate occasions, a 2.5 inch SATA hard-disk drive enclosure and a 3.5 inch, 250GB hard disk. Best Buy would sell me a PATA enclosure or a 500GB or 750GB hard disk, but not the SATA enclosure or the smaller disk - and I had no reason for another massive disk for my purpose. It would have been a waste of space and money. Circuit City, after declaring when I checked their inventory on the 'Net that they carried the disk, didn't have it after all. WalMart came up short - I didn't even bother with Kmart. All four have permanently lost my business for electronic goods: why bother shopping there, when they don't have the selection that should mark big box retail?

So not only have they failed in convenience, but also in selection (which, along with price, is what typically differentiates big-box retail from smaller outfits). That's two business areas down. How about the other two?

For a while, we've been trying to get our hands on a copy of National Treasure (the first one) to rent and watch (I'll buy the Blu-ray boxed set when Disney completes the series - more cost effective). Blockbuster in town (there are four of them) is worthless. Their selection is so poor, it's effectively limited to games and new releases. They don't even stock up on movies that have a sequel in the theater - which is a pretty obvious thing to do, really. So in desperation, I checked out Hollywood Video. To my surprise, they had it in stock! So I grabbed the movie and got in line to check it out. It was Friday night - there were lots of people in the store.... And only two people working registers.

After standing in line for 15 minutes (no joke) while one of the sales clerks failed to check out a single customer (he called his supervisor - who was on the other register - over for no fewer than three overrides and rebooted his machine once in the middle of the transaction), I gave up and left. I wanted to turn around and shout "Not only did you lose my business tonight, but I will never, ever walk into another Hollywood Video to rent a movie. Ever."

And why should I? After seeing a lack of service like that? And considering their lack of price competitiveness against online services like Netflix? People might complain that on the Internet the service is poor - but it sure beats the lack of service one finds in big-box retail. Rarely have I run into a truly knowledgeable salesperson. Rarely - if ever - have I seen prices that compete with those on the 'Net. It's insanity.

Contrast those experiences with the experience we've had at our local paintball store. It's a small shop. There's not a lot of selection and rarely are there other customers in the store. But the guy behind the counter knows his stuff. He's passionate about the sport. He'll give advice, suggest products, and tell you when you don't need to buy something. He can order whatever you need or want that he doesn't have, and his prices are competitive with those on the 'Net. Perhaps slightly higher, but it's worth it to continue the business relationship with someone who offers free labor fixing damaged equipment.

Big-box brick and mortar may have squeezed out a lot of local, small shops, but the Internet may largely do the same to big-box brick and mortar. And, who knows? When the impersonal shopping experience afforded by the Internet is contrasted against the "good old days" of local stores, we may just see them reemerge. I could handle that.

Sunday, February 3, 2008

Paintball

On Saturday, all of our paintball planning came together, and we went out to Jason's hunting plot in Madison to play. And it was awesome. We rented 5 markers, I brought mine, James brought his and one he borrowed, we took 7,750 paintballs, ten 12oz. CO2 canisters, three 20oz CO2 canisters, and masks for seven people. Oh, and it was awesome. Did I say that? Here's just part of the gear:



Since it had rained heavily the day before, we hiked our gear the last part of the way in to Jason's cabin: the road is primitive and we didn't want to tear it up. Once we got everything in (only took one trip), we went over safety, loaded some lousy paint, and chrono'd the markers. As it turned out, we needn't have worried much. All but one of the markers were shooting well under 285 fps; I think the one that clocked over 300 maxed out around 310. I'm checking Matt's, here.



My marker didn't seem to want to shoot any faster than 250 when I checked it. But later in the day it read just north of 285. Doesn't really give me a lot of confidence the precision of the adjustments I made: the markers seem to be so sensitive to a whole host of variables that influence their muzzle velocity.



Checking out Brian's marker, while James and Matt watch. Tracy was behind the camera; never did think to take it from her and get a picture of her. Oh well.



I don't have any pictures of the games, of course: I wasn't willing to risk the camera getting hit by paintballs. James had a helmet cam he uses for bike riding; don't know yet how the video he took came out. Could be awesome. We'll see.

The games were awesome. We ran around in the woods for a good four hours, not counting breaking for lunch and chrono'ing the markers before we started. Tracy and I were both exhausted when we got home, but it was a good kind of tired. Similar to after a hard day of skiing. Definitely something we want to do again!

At the end of the day, we had a good bit of paint left over. Balls in unopened bags we saved; the rest we used for target practice. Mike is shooting James' marker here, playing with the electronic trigger.



James' marker was chopping balls - either that, or they were breaking in his barrel because his barrel was so dirty by the end of the day. I had him load up with balls and just blow through a bunch of them so I could get this photo: the launched ball disintegrating just after it exits the barrel. No Photoshop - that's the real thing.



We're hoping for more paintball in the not-too-distant future - and we're hoping for more people. Seems likely; we'll see.