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Motorola Readies Music-oriented Linux Mobile Phone
An anonymous reader writes "Motorola has announced several new multimedia-enabled mobile phones supporting music and video playback, including one new device based on embedded Linux, according to LinuxDevices.com. The Linux-based Motorola E680 could see US distribution, making it the first of Motorola's Linux-based mobile phones available outside the far East. The E680 will include multimedia playback software supporting a variety of formats, including MP3 audio, MPEG4 video, and RealPlayer multimedia content." The article notes: "Motorola's previous Linux-based phones have been based on MontaVista Linux, and have used the Qt/Embedded graphical application framework."
mobile phone fscks YOU!
Walking along like this, alone, down these backalley store crowded streets, makes me feel - not really empty but missing something. Some sort of purpose. And the rain just makes it worse. There's this store I always go into. One of these throwbacks to mysticism and voodoo and black magic. All sorts of weird shit. Cards, stones, boxes, sand. All of it part of that underground sub-culture of mystics and believers. I don't really believe in much but fortune and destiny. Not that your life was mapped out by some all-powerful being, but that it's got a course set, just like all the other times you've lived your life. No one MADE it, but it's there, and no matter what you do, you end up going from point A to point B through course C and there's nothing you can do but live it. And some people have fortunate lives and some people have shitty lives. . . Mine's been pretty fortunate.
So I go into this store. It doesn't really have a name, it's just sort of THERE. The woman who owns it knows me by name now. Her name's Dorothy, really sweet. Always helpful. She's given me some great deals on stuff and taught me a lot about the cultures whose merchandise she sells. Well today, I walk in and she's got this odd smile on her face. Something's up. I mean, she's never cheated me or done anything illegal, but she's creeping me out today. "Hey Dorothy. How are you doing?"
"Oh, I'm fine dear. I've just bought something incredible. I think you'll like it. See if you can find it." She liked to do this a lot; tell me that I'd like something and make me look for it. All of it has been incredibly cool. So I wander around the tables and shelves along the walls. I see something moving out of the corner or my eye. Some sort of fluid, quick movement. Like the way a cat's tail swishes in the sunlight. I turn my head and see this brass canary cage. There's no swing in it, but instead, some rocks and a small box. Sitting on the box is a tiny devil, not more than 4 inches tall. He has a thin, pointed tail and delicate ebony horns. They remind me of the pincers on an earwig. Threatening like that. Sharp. He's rather handsome, muscular. Sinuous tendons, body like a dancer. I wondered what it would be like if I were 4 inches tall and kissed him. Would his tongue feel like fire? Would it be passionate? Would he fuck me like a purely evil beast? . . . God, what am I THINKING?! Jesus, I think he's getting to me. . . No, this can't be real. There's not such things as devils or gods or pushing your will on others. It's all mind fucking. Smoke and mirrors.
"He's beautiful Dorothy. Is he, I mean, is he real? He doesn't seem mechanical or anything."
"Oh, he's real. Very real. I picked him out myself. I knew you'd like him."
"Well how much? He must be awfully expensive. I couldn't imagine putting a price on a living BEING."
"Why not, we do it with animals." She had a point.
"Yes, but, well, he's so human." He had been sitting on a rock but now he stood up. He had a twisted black staff, almost like a toothpick. He climbed up onto the box in the middle of the cage and banged the staff down. It made a small tapping sound, but the way he stood and the way he held it made it seem like a loud echoing boom.
"I'm NOT a fuckin' pet. You tell that bitch to let me out of here before I rip her balls off with my teeth." His voice was raspy and deep. Not what you'd expect from such a tiny creature. It was almost erotic in a way. And yet smooth, as of from wine. His skin was that color. Like sweet red wine. . . Snap out of it. Jesus. "Jesus has nothing to do with it honey."
"I'm sorry?"
He looked up at me. Eyes like black holes, eerie. "I said Jesus has nothing to do with it."
"Don't mind him, he likes to play with people." Dorothy yelled from over by the counter. "I hear him in my mind too." She paused for a second, then her tone changed. "You like him, don't you? He's yours, you know. 20 dollars."
"20 dollars, are you serious?"
"I'm worth
In anticipation of legal action from SCO, a Windows CE version will be released sometime during Q4. The CE version is prone to email worms, buffer overflows, lock-ups and bluescreens however the cost of licensing is predictable! A Windows Update feature will be added in order to ensure that consumers will purchase newer phones after a few years worth of security patches, bug fixes, and useless addons.
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George Michael has made his last album. All of his new music will be available freely on the Internet with voluntary donations going to charity.
A mobile on your belt?? Thats SO 1990s!!
You want to have it rolling around in your bag so that your always missing calls and dialling emergency services by mistake.
At least thats what my GF does
One L. No apostrophes. Jesus, go back to elementary school you illiterate fuck.
rescue oriented initiatives are already underway.
this stuff is unbreakable & wwworks on several (more than 3) dimensions.
consult with/trust in yOUR creators.... the song remains the same.
you can mod it OFFTOPIC, but Troll????? WTF!!
... with a large diary...
Dude, at least call it a Journal.
This is a blatant cut'n'paste of a previous post. Please mod down accordingly.
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