Tuesday, January 29, 2008

My new iMac part II

Tonight I installed OSX Leopard and ustilzing the Bootcamp program, also loaded a (legitimate, thank you very much) copy of Windows XP Pro. This stuff is amazing!

The first thing I noticed about running XP on an iMac is that the graphics are sharper. What a nice piece of machinery! Secondly, setup was a helluva lot faster, with Bootcamp taking me through relatively easy (just remember to choose NTFS--when installing, OSX chooses FAT32, and the installation later on doesn't like that choice--took me an extra hour to figure that out on my own. I'm stubborn, stubborn). The best thing about it is the ease with switching between the two OS's. It is a piece of cake! The absolute coup de gras is that I get the giggles every time I boot into Windows on my iMac. It is soooooo cooool. I don' think I will own another PC. Why should I when I can own two in one?!?

It made me think of a new Mac commercial too. So much so that I emailed Apple about their amusing (if a bit snobbish, I'll admit that) commercials and suggested a new one. So if you see it on TV, lil ol' Jay was the acumen behind the new brilliant commercial. 

Here's a copy of the email I sent:

"Howdy, 

I am a recent switcher from the Windows universe. I just bought a 20" iMac and love it. I am planning on a MacBook or MacBook Air purchase within the next 12 months as well. 

I started with OSX Tiger and just installed Leopard. The Bootcamp program kicks butt! I have XP Pro and was planning on keeping a Windows machine around for apps that we don't use all that much, but realized today after configuring the dual boot and setting up XP, that the OS runs so much better on the Mac platform. 

This led me to an idea. I am a huge fan of the Mac commercials. Why not show a commercial for Bootcamp? Show Mac and PC, but this time have another "cooler" PC standing behind Mac (both of them opposite "square" PC). Once PC has a serious case of de ja vu, Mac will, in his ever hip and nonchalant way introduce the fact that he can run PC natively and faster too. At that point ["cooler"] PC can chime in, and we could see him in a "Mac persona", definitely much more laid back (the tie loosened, contacts versus eyeglasses, and *gasp* maybe a colored shirt or a pink tie), a more productive, and fun loving guy. 

Man oh man, if you guys could shoot this I would be in cloud nine. I could brag about it for years. And the thing is, it would be the absolute truth. 

Thank you, 
Jay Blair
Orem, UT"

So remember folks, you got the poop scoop here first. And someday I'm gonna be all rich and famous because Apple's gonna try to hire me into advertising. Booyah!

-Jay

Friday, January 25, 2008

Auuuuuuuuuugggh!

Oh man!

So I deleted my list o' links.

If you are not on there, please be patient, I will add you again.

trying to do this at work, what with new phone repsonsibilities is a bit difficult.

Post a reply to this message with your blog address please?

Jay aint no hater, dog! Peace!

-Jay

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

What the Hell?!?

I asked myself this while driving home today. I was thinking specifically of my experience at PCCI plasma, a few moments earlier, but my epiphany is applicable to just about any experience I've had with the medical professions. "Now see here!" You might say, all in a huff, uppity and ready to shoot down my theory with  how great Dr. Soinso is. Really. But in truth I have had my worst customer service experiences of all with apathetic medical insurance reps, front desk nurses, and Dr's. 

Bar none, the medical industry needs a myopic overhaul and a hypothetical kick in the hypothetical arse. 

Today I sat in the waiting room of my local cash cow, PCCI Plasma, for twenty minutes before they told me I couldn't donate. Now, granted, I should have remembered that I could only donate twice every 7 consecutive days (not calendar), but for crying out loud, I signed in the register right as I walked in, and the one lady behind the counter didn't even look at my file for twenty minutes, guaranteed

Don't get me started about the insurance fiasco I've been dealing with for the past three months. HMO's are fine if no hitches occur, be ready to dance with the devil in Hell if otherwise.

This wouldn't fly in my industry. IT is renown for requiring fast and adept customer service, the businesses who can't cut the mustard find themselves at the end of a breadline. And faster than you can say "damn skippy" too.

So why is it we can't do the same with the medical industry? Why is it that we all expect the hour long wait time in the lobby, the shit service from the HMO, and the proverbial ring fighting we will have to go through to get our claims paid? Where is the option for us to say "screw you" and go somewhere else? 

The first issue has to do with our HMO's--we get company negotiated deductibles and in-network discounts to go to certain doctors (I do have to insert here that Dr Glenn Payne is a damn fine Dentist, and Dr Young a damn fine OB). The rub is that we have no negotiating power to tell them to piss off if they don't meet up to our expectations. We have to take what they dish out, because baby, we're all just a bunch of stooges without any negotiation power. Our negotiation power works in the HR department and goes home at 5. 

I have no solution tonight, but wish that I did. I wish there were a 'Wal Mart' of the health industry who could blast in, break up the 'Good ol boy's' club, and shake the shit out of the service in the medical industry. Then they'd have to change. Because every place that offers mediocre service at a premium price would have to offer something more to get my Almighty dollar. And in America, in most industries, the dollar is God. 

And in God we trust.

-Jay

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Dan In Real Life

Melissa and I went on a date Tuesday night. We hit Zuppa's for their Lobster Bisque, Chipoltle Chicken salad, and a couple of grilled panini sandwiches. Talk about great food! The little bistro is one of our favorite places to drop by for a bite. They're located by Olive Garden in Provo, and with the location being in close proximity to BYU and UVU, the place is always crowded. However, it is worth it as all the food I have ever eaten there (in the half-dozen visits) is excellent.

But I digress. I meant to write a quick blurb here about one of the best movies I've seen in the last 12 months. Dan In Real Life was a shocker to me. I missed all the hype surrounding it (if any), and had no idea about the story. Instead I felt myself being sucked in to Steve Carrell's performance. It was hillarious, believable, easy to identify with, and oh so heartbreaking. This was the key to the movie, and the essential point of buy-in. The characters were believable. His family felt like my own, and his hopes, sadness, and determination to see it all through were identifiable.

Irony steeped through the whole movie. Here is this middle aged guy, a widower w/ 3 daughters, a columnist giving advice, and he is struggling to keep it all together himself.

The humor in the movie was suprisingly subdued--if you have seen Carrell before, you know he is a funny, funny man. This humor was well designed, but didn't feel like a machination. It felt fresh and unseasoned, tenable and possible. I laughed out loud continuously, and several times slapped my knee like an old guy. I know, I know...

In short, go watch the thing for yourself. And you have already seen it, go watch it again. It is a gem in the rough. You won't regret it.

As for this blogger, he is going to add the DVD to his library when it comes out.

-Jay