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Google Chromebook Pixel – by George from Tulsa

Asus Flip with thought bubble saying I am not a PixelbookHi, this is George from Tulsa sending some virtual help to Steve and Allison as they move Steve’s parents. I’m sure they’d rather I flew to California and helped Steve carry the Steinway, but what they get is this small part of a podcast Allison doesn’t have to build herself.

Find yourself the geek for work, family, and friends? I can’t count how many times I’ve been called on to clean malware from Windows computers. A couple of years ago I threw in the towel, wiped the last version of Windows I owned, and told everyone I hadn’t persuaded to move to Mac I no longer did Windows.

Of course, not everyone I know can afford a Mac, so the folks I couldn’t persuade to buy a Mac, or who wouldn’t maintain theirs and started calling me for Mac clean up, I’ve been recommending get Chromebooks. Heck, they’re cheap enough I’ve given them to friends and family I cut off from my free Windows Support Service. Gave one to a sister-in-law two weeks ago.

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The Night Before Christmas

Since it’s only a week until Christmas Eve, I thought now would be a good time to resurrect the poem that has become a holiday tradition on the NosillaCast. So grab a hot beverage and some cookies, sit back, relax and enjoy a slightly modified version of The Night Before Christmas.

The Night Before Christmas
with an EVER So Slight Apple Bias

(with credit and apologies to Clement Clarke Moore or Henry Livingston)

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a . . . track pad; (ok, work with me here)
The ear-buds were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that
all things iMaker soon would be there;
The NosillaCastaways were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of
iPads danced in their heads;
And podfeet in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cravat,
Had just settled down for a long winter’s Skype chat,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the
keyboard to see what was the matter.
Away to the windoze . . . I flew like a flash drive,
Tore open the shutters and nearly did a nosedive.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of
brushed aluminum to objects below,
When, what to my eyes seemed very bizarre,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny cars,
With a little old driver, with whom elves hobnob,
I knew in a moment it must be Honda Bob.
More rapid than 4G his vehicles they came,
And he
tweeted, and shouted, and called them by name;
“Now, Accord! now, Civic! now, Fit and CR-V!
On, Element! on Ridgeline! on, Pilot! and Odyssey!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now
drive away! drive away! drive away all!”
As dry leaves that before the reality distortion field endowed,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the cloud,
So up to the house-top the vehicles they flew,
With the sleigh full of
Apple products, and Honda Bob too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard with a squeal
The skidding and sliding of each little wheel.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney
Bob came with a bound.
He was dressed in coveralls, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with
oil and soot;
A bundle of SSDs he had flung in his Scott-EVest,
And he looked like a geek who was extremely obsessed.
A wink of his eye and a look not too pious,
Soon gave me to know he had an Apple bias;
He spoke not a word, but texted his concern,
And filled all the stockings; then hit return,
And laying his finger aside his levitation app,
A command to his iPad, up the chimney, ASAP!;
He sprang to his sleigh, and his autos, did they bristle,
And away they all flew as if shot from a missile.
But I heard him exclaim, as the poem prescribed,

“Happy Christmas to all, and please stay subscribed.”

NC #658 Chromebook Pixel, Japanese Translation on iPhone, High Sierra on Old Macs, Patreon Apologizes, Overcast, Night Before Christmas

With a lot of help from the NosillaCastaways we have a great show. George from Tulsa brings us a review of the Chromebook Pixel, Helma from the Netherlands tells us how she translates Japanese using her iPhone, Knightwise from Belgium explains how he hacked High Sierra onto a Mac that Apple says is too old to run that OS. Patreon turns around and apologizes. I managed to do one segment, where I put Overcast through its paces against the criteria with which I judged Pocket Casts and Downcast last week. Finally Steve reads his annual poem, The Night Before Christmas – NosillaCast style.

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