Showing posts with label iPad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label iPad. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Reflecting on the New iPad

          The new iPad has been here for a while now, so maybe this review is a little old.  I got mine on the first day of deliveries.  It arrived early, at 10 AM, but when the doorbell rang, I knew it could be nothing else.  I was still asleep (no, I wasn't working that Friday, and yes, I have been a bit of a bum this year), but I was so excited I lept out of bed and answered the door in my boxers.

          Yes, that happened.  The mail guy was actually pretty cool about it.

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

It's Here

          As I mentioned way back in this post, I have to determined, without any question, that I not only want an iPad... I need an iPad.

          Sure.  Maybe my reasoning was a little thin.  Maybe I made a few leaps of logic in a rather difficult attempt to justify a near $1000 luxury purchase... but I think I still managed to get there.  It's worth it.  I think.  Humor aside though, I do think I can make a convincing argument that an iPad will be very helpful in medical school.  I'm just not quite sure if it's a 700 dollar argument.

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Okay, Fine, I Want an iPad

          Fine.  I admit it.  I want an iPad.  In fact, I want one really badly, even though I know it's irrational.  If you know me, you'll know how hypocritical this sounds.  I have always thought iPads are useless.  I have an iPhone and a laptop - although wow this thing is old - so why the heck would I ever need an iPad?  Can't I use either my laptop or iPhone to do anything an iPad can do or more?  If that's the case, the iPad is a useless indulgence, a waste of close to a thousand dollars.

          Most people, when pressed, have to admit that their iPad is pretty unnecessary.  One of my closest friends worked really hard to justify his when I asked about it.  The final answer he came to is that he likes typing on it, because he doesn't like a traditional keyboard.  What?  Come on.  My own father has one for work, and I almost never see him use it.  To a man, though, everyone loves the darn thing.