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In watching a video of Horace Luke from HTC talk about the Touch Diamond, he revealed three interesting things bits:
1. By utilizing the phone’s accelerometer, if you flip over the phone when a call comes in, the ringer will mute. Imagine having your device out on a table while at a meeting, and you see a call come in. This is an elegant way to silence the ringer.
2. The stylus is held in place with a magnet. When you remove the stylus while in a call, the phone will automatically launch the notes application.
3. The Diamond was designed initially to be a haptic-feedback phone, meaning that the user would feel a vibration with every touch. The reason they nixed the idea, according to Horace Luke, was because “it just sucked.”

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It had to come to this. It’s almost a dirty secret for American Idol that former contestants are way more likely to find a second life on Broadway than they are to become honest-to-God pop-stars. For plenty of this season’s early eliminations, the show was obviously just a stopgap on the way to being a name at the top of one of those subway posters. Broadway musical producers seem to look at the show as a farm-league even more than Nashville studio execs do. And so this week, the show came just shy of acknowledging its Broadway ties by recruiting giggling toffy frog-man Andrew Lloyd Webber as this week’s guest-mentor. As someone who’s successfully avoided ever seen an Andrew Lloyd Webber play, this was not a good week for me. The standard Idol quavery saccharine ballads were already broad and hammy enough, you know? Do we need to see these poor kids leaning any harder on their stage-smiles? Syesha Mercado, for one, bought into the exercise wholeheartedly. At the beginning of the show, she listed her occupation as actress, even though her acting experience apparently consisted of one line in a cheesed-out Florida lottery commercial. But her “One Rock ‘n Roll Too Many” was a straight-up Broadway audition, a bid for niche-market acceptance even more naked than Phil Stacey’s asskissy performance during country week last year. Also gunning hard for that Broadway money, weirdly, was David Cook, previously the show’s resident rock dude. His inner drama-nerd came out swinging last night on an eerily poised rendition of “Music of the Night,” and he didn’t even do one of those wobbly Layne Staley gurgle-yowls. Shit creeped me out.
For some reason, this was also the week everyone forgot their words. I didn’t notice Carly Smithson losing her way, but apparently it happened. It was pretty impossible not to notice Brooke White’s fuckup, though. She started the song, froze, asked the band to start over, and then finished up her “You Must Love Me” looking totally shaken and dead inside. Last week, I called Brooke this show’s Cat Power; the more she projects her wilting wallflower image, the more protective the show’s voters get. Since every one of my results-show predictions has turned out wrong, I’m not going to precog her exit, but I will say that if she does go home, it’ll be because she pushed that vulnerability thing way too far. Even Paula visibly struggled to find anything nice to say. The judges remained all over David Archuleta’s dick, even though he shanked his lyrics almost as hard. He didn’t actually stop the song, though; he just sort of inaudibly mumbled for a couple of lines. Nobody pointed it out, and I’m wondering whether Randy Jackson is just so afraid of getting booed that nothing could make him really go in on this kid. It doesn’t even really bother me that Archuleta forgot his words as much as it does that he’s pretty much sung the exact same song every single week on this show. Time pretty much stops when he walks on; those godawful dull two-minute warble-fests just stretch on into infinity. I can’t believe he’s winning this shit. David Archuleta is boring and he sucks and I hate him.

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Before we hit The Links, let me give you four thoughts about Monday night’s Kansas-Memphis game:
1. In my Chris Webber column two weeks ago, I mentioned the 1986 World Series and the concept of Microcosm Losses, when a team blows a championship because its fatal flaw ends up rearing its ugly head at the worst possible time. Sure, the fans of that team can look back and say, “We blew that game; we should have won it,” but a fatal flaw is fatal for a reason. With the ‘86 Sox, it was an unreliable bullpen. With Webber’s 2002 Kings, it was their lack of a dominant player. With Memphis, it was lousy free-throw shooting. So you can’t really be surprised that free throws killed the Tigers in the end — in any close game, it was destined to happen.
If you were ranking this game in the Levels of Losing 2.0, it was a combination Guillotine Game (the potential for poor foul shooting hanging over the last two minutes like a black cloud) and a Stomach Punch Game (the Mario Chalmers shot). It’s going to be interesting to see if the Memphis-Kansas game is eventually remembered as a traumatic loss or a fantastic comeback victory. My guess is that, as time passes, we’ll end up remembering the Kansas comeback and Chalmers’ miracle 3-pointer, the same way everyone remembers Keith Smart’s game-winning shot and nobody remembers the confused Syracuse players allowing four seconds to tick off the clock before they finally called timeout.
2. I don’t know how many more times a team can give up a game-tying 3-pointer with less than seven seconds to play before it becomes a mandatory strategy for everyone to foul. Over the years, I think I’ve written about this 20 times. It’s completely inane. My theory is every NBA and college coach knows it’s completely inane, but they’re under orders from David Stern and the NCAA higher-ups not to foul in those situations so there will be infinitely more exciting finishes. That’s the only possible explanation.

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A DRAINING weekend defeat is never the best preparation for any midweek match, but when the opposition are BayernMunich, it could be particularly damaging. After controlling the first half at Easter Road on Sunday, Aberdeen lost 3-1 to Hibs, a result which has harmed their hopes of reaching the top six of the SPL.
They would still appear to have a better chance of making that goal than they would of winning the tie against the Germans, even after a commendable 2-2 draw at Pittodrie five days ago. But Zander Diamond, for one, is determined to make light of the inauspicious circumstances and go to Germany and give a good account of himself.
“We’re not going to kid ourselves on,” the Aberdeen defender said when asked to assess the degree of difficulty of the match against Bayern. “It was a great night Thursday, and a dubious penalty maybe cost us.
“We rode our luck at times, but if anybody said you’ll be drawing 2-2 with Bayern Munich at home – considering our league form – I think a lot of people would have laughed at you. We’re going to go over there and give it our best shot.”
Diamond believes that the Bavarian team, with their host of household names led by Luca Toni and Miroslav Klose, could feel the pressure. He and his colleagues certainly did not show those international-class players too much respect last week, and he reckons he knows how to unsettle them on their home ground as well.
“When we got in amongst them they didn’t like it,” he continued. “I was up against Toni and he didn’t really like it, or the crowd getting on his back. He’s an experienced player and he’s a World Cup winner.
“You could see one or two didn’t like it when you showed them your studs. We need to go and approach the game in that way and just get in amongst them and take it from there. We’re just going to go and enjoy it. That’s all we can do.”
This is just the last 32 of the Uefa Cup, a stage of continental competition which the Aberdeen team of a quarter-century ago would have been expected to sail through. When Jimmy Calderwood’s side began their European adventure this season, on the other hand, few thought they would get as far as this, and Diamond is sure he and his team-mates can be inspired by the way in which they have already exceeded expectations.

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