11/20/2007 05:00:00 AM

Unactivated iPhone Internet access trick

Unlocking 1.1.2 otb internet
So I bought an iPhone this weekend. The sucky thing is that it's running the 1.1.2 software update and has the same bootloader as the UK phone that is giving the hackers some trouble. So for now I cannot jailbreak it or unlock the SIM. Booo!

Nevertheless I have found a loophole that allows me to use the internet through the emergency call service. I'm using the trick right now to post this. How do you do it? Simple.

1) Perform the *#307# trick.
2) create a contact with the url of prefs://11 to connect you with wifi.
3) Create a new contact and put google as the URL.
4) Save.
5) Then back in contacts select the new URL
6) Voilà! Have fun surfing checking your facebook, email, whatever.

One problem though, if you touch the green portion at the top you'll end the "call" and have to re-trick the phone back into contacts.

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11/15/2007 01:19:00 AM

With a little help from my friends

Thumbs Up!
Thumbs up!
Courtesy of Joel Telling
Wow! Tonight while at my local writing haunt I was talking to one of the only published authors I know about a concept I came up with for a book. It's an idea that I've had brewing in the cranium for a while now and I've recently started thinking about serving up. Anyway, he seemed really intrigued by it. So much so, that he actually felt compelled to drive back to his home and grab a book of his to loan me. He felt that there were many elements between this book and my idea and thought that I would benefit from reading it. I don't know about you, but to me, that's a pretty good endorsement. Thanks Mike!

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11/13/2007 12:38:00 AM

I know that by posting this I am being slightly ironic but...

Political Cartoon

I couldn't help myself. It's just too damn funny... in the horribly poignant sense of the word.

11/12/2007 12:18:00 PM

Dopplr! on Mahalo Daily

We have a fairly well watched video podcast being produced at my company. We recently did a spoof infomercial for the website Dopplr.com. It's pretty funny. Watch it above or check out the Mahalo Daily page.

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  • 11/08/2007 10:48:00 PM

    We now interrupt your regularly scheduled broadcast...

    I work for a brand new Web 2.0 startup these days. While sometimes the job can have tedious days I've found that I tend to enjoy my time at work. I spend most of my day surfing the internet researching subjects and my specialty happens to be the News. I love being up to date on current events and we definitely do that. In fact we're so up to date and ahead of things that we tend to find stories and news that most people don't even know about. To counteract this we've decided to begin producing short videos on certain topics that we feel are getting relatively low coverage in the traditional media. We'll also pepper in, here and there, some more light-hearted, yet topical pieces a la The Daily Show. Stay tuned!

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    11/06/2007 01:07:00 AM

    Why the WGA Struck

    WGA Picket Line
    I've been reading up a lot about the WGA strike and what it means to me. As many of you know, I've moved to LA to try and "make it" as a writer in the entertainment industry. Gaining membership to the exclusive club that is the Writers Guild of America is essential in the future of my career. So, while I may not be a guild member the strike still greatly affects me. Essentially the strike stops dead in its tracks any scripts or screenplays that I've written on spec and have sent in for consideration. In fact, the build up to the impending strike started affecting this aspect of my writing nearly a month ago. Producers basically stopped taking or reading any new screenplays since the strike would render any negotiation pointless.

    On a different note, the strike means that hundreds of jobs held by guild writers will be empty while the strike is on. Nevertheless, It would be career suicide to try and take advantage of this. Were I to break the picket line and write as a "scab" I would eliminate my chance of ever getting into the Guild as I would be "Blacklisted" and denied entry. To be completely honest, I don't think that I could live with myself were I to write as a scab. Essentially I would be thumbing my nose at my colleagues. While I am not yet a WGA member, I have no doubt in my mind that I will soon be one. So any benefits I were to recieve from being a WGA member would be complete BS if I were to get away with scab writing. I wouldn't deserve any of the benefits gained by those writers who put their jobs and livelihoods on the line for what was right.

    So through my research into the strike and the reasons behind it, I found this great video:


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    10/25/2007 10:46:00 AM

    Kindergarten Dodgeball

    And I know you know that I know you
    In Kindergarten, real education began the instant our teacher let us out into the wet, cold Washington fall, our jackets providing armor against the elements of nature but not against the elements of childhood. The ball would drop and we would dash forward in mad hope. Reaching. Straining. No! Like ants escaping a drop of water we scattered away. Fleeing a fate worse than death… being out.

    There is a form of dodge ball that kindergartners play that is like king-of-the-hill. Instead of being tossed down the hill however, the hill is thrown at you. One could avoid getting hit by the ball and thus being made out by either catching the ball, or evading the ball. The latter always led to a mad scramble of legs and arms and fists and teeth heading straight for the ball. One by one, kids are knocked out of the game until a winner emerges.

    Now I’m not sure how things work now, what with all of the focus on early development in children these days, but when I was in kindergarten class was pointless. Class was not a time to learn academics. Class was a truce. A temporary cease-fire, called in by a greater authority, so that we might not completely destroy each other.

    So we’d wait, and think about the next recess. We’d strategize and dream about how, like Jordan or Griffey Jr., we’d pull off some amazing feat of athleticism to win the game that would be talked about for years. Perhaps we’d win the affections of the cute girl in class, and she’d want to kiss us for our valor. Everyone would be our friend because they would see how skilled we were in didgeball. We’d think about every possibility but the likely one - getting knocked out first.