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I found this awesome looking animated short on Youtube via Digg:



All done by one person. Wow.

Anyway so I got a new phone yesterday, the Samsung SGH-G800.



User reviews vary of course, like many other things. The most important thing about this phone is of course its 5 megapixel camera which has been proven to be overall better than its main rivals, the Sony Ericsson K850i and the Nokia N95.

Some of my closer friends would of course be surprised by this sudden decision to purchase a Samsung product but a quick look at the prices and hearing the complaints about Nokia and Sony phones have put me off their high-end models.

I'm not buying it for the sake of buying of course, my previous phone had a few problems and the lad at the counter was thankfully a trade-in noob and didn't spot them. It cut the price down for this new phone by about a third, so it looked so much better.

It has a solid metallic look to it, and nice large buttons unlike the itty bitty ones on the K850i. It also helped that it didn't use a unique form of storage like all the other Sony products do, and uses a standard microSD card as storage.

The camera activates with a flick of the lens cover that would remind many of digicams. It's camera button on the side would also do that same thing, perhaps a reminder from the designers that it was a more camera than phone.

It's worked pretty fine as a phone so far. Keying numbers for dialing automatically sends a search for all contacts containing that combination, and I welcomed it as a new Samsung user.

Whether it will turn out to be a better phone than the ones I've used before remains to be seen.

*****

I went out to watch Jumper with Jo, Leo and Ivy today.

I'm sure you've seen it, but here's the trailer anyway:



If you haven't seen the movie, I'm sure you think it looks awesome. To tell you the truth, it does. It looks awesome. For those who were looking for any plot, you better jump somewhere else. John was right, it was ridiculous.

Spoilers ahead, so don't say I didn't warn you.

Say you're David Rice. You jumped all your life everywhere, living it up with money you stole from banks. Of course one day it catches you in the ass and now you have paladins after your ass. What do you do, as an obnoxious know-it-all American? Why, you take the girl of your dreams on a tour in Rome of course! But then they try to get you. Then you get away because you met a British jumper who has been hunting the paladins instead.

He manages to jump big things around like cars and buses because he practiced. He casually mentions another jumper who tried to jump a building and failed. What happens?

You find out that the paladins are going to kill your girl. You literally follow the Brit around like a kid, begging for help until he agrees. Then you find out about his base. Then you bring your girlfriend there from her apartment. Paladins arrive and end up opening a wormhole through your "jump scar" and after a big fight.

Remember when the Brit saved you? He used a baseball bat. And now? He has a flamethrower and at one point jumps a double-decker on Roland's ass but somehow never thought about getting a fucking gun.

So then the paladins catch your girl. They lay a trap. The Brit tells you that and decides he wants to nuke them while they are concentrated in one place. Obviously you disagree. You end up jumping around with his bomb with him following you going "Give it back!" like a couple of 5-year-olds until he gets stuck in a bunch of cables in the middle of Chechen.

Remember when he said the guy who tried jumping a building was fucking nuts? You brave the trap and do it of course! And being the all powerful American superhero, great success, you get the girl and you dispose of Roland in a random cave in the middle of the Grand Canyon.

Excuse me while I go strangle myself.