Long Time No Me

I'm finally reaching a conclusion on the great Kindle experiment. It's the perfect medium for ephemera. It's ideal for travel. It works well for books that you never want to revisit. But it's a poor substitute for a bookshelf full of books.

Maybe this partially explains why I'm not terribly upset by the failure of the great Kobo experiment. Hoping to spread the eBook reader wealth around a bit, my sister and I bought the Borders version, the Kobo, for our father for a Father's Day gift. Yesterday, my father and I took it back. It was a major disappointment.

We didn't tell the grumpy Borders clerk that my dad has already snagged himself a cheap Kindle instead.

Loving the Kindle for totally unexpected reasons

Last week I had a dream where I was back in the newsroom of The Washington Times. The recent severe layoffs had already happened, and the future of the paper looked grim (which is true enough). But I had the answer! All I needed to do was convince the editors of the correctness of my vision: ditch newsprint for the Kindle.

While I'm reasonably happy reading a book on the Kindle, I adore getting the New York Times delivered electronically to my bedside every morning.