BodyBugg is a Piece of Crap!

Yes, I got me a bodybugg.

I'm sure it records data. In fact, the very few times I've been able to upload the data to the server, it appears that the product actually works. Sort of. It didn't record steps for my sprints and, despite the fact that I had a 40-minute walk with sprints, it recorded only about 8 minutes of activity.

Most of the time I have a problem with the bodybugg server not being able to upload the data. I think they promoted the heck out of this thing and then didn't think to compensate for the overload to their servers.

Ever since this thing came out it hasn't been able to remember my login no matter how many times I told it to remember me. What a piece of crap!

So, I called the technical service line. Despite being told about every 5 seconds how important my call was, no one answered. After 15 minutes I gave up.

Bodybugg sucks. Don't but it. I don't care what they say about having improved their service. Maybe that means they only have about 60 errors instead of 65 when people upload.

Their customer service sucks, too.

Silent Poetry Reading

Sure on this shining night
Of starmade shadows round,
Kindness must watch for me
This side the ground.

The late year lies down the north.
All is healed, all is health.
High summer holds the earth.
Hearts all whole.

Sure on this shining night
I weep for wonder
wandering far alone
Of shadows on the stars.

— James Agee (1909-1955)
excerpt of "Description of Elysium" from Permit Me Voyage

Click to hear the version set to music by Samuel Barber.

A Silly Dog Post

A link to this was emailed to me by a dog-loving friend. It's a bit late for Christmas, but it's still fun. Now, if only I could train my dog to do this!

Silly Post Revisited

The first lines from the first posts of each month of 2008:

In 2007 I resolved to clean out/reorganize my sewing/knitting/craft room. Here is my offering (late once again) for the annual Silent Poetry Reading day. We have a saying hereabouts where I live. Dear Jim, I hope you can help me here. OK, this one is borrowed from Minnie's blog. I’ve been reading more of “Rescuing the Bible from Fundamentalism.” [no posts for July] I injured my right shoulder (doing lovely, domestic things) in such a way that it has been painful to extend my hands to a keyboard for typing. You don’t have to go far to find anyone expressing an opinion on Sarah Palin’s pregnant-and-unwed 17-year-old daughter.

Yup. Definitely, um, nice.