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When we first caught a glimpse of the ZTE Geek in Beijing, it was merely an awkwardly named prototype. Now, it looks like the smartphone with “Intel Inside” will soon be ready for primetime — in China, anyway. It boasts the same Clover Trail+ processor as the Lenovo K900, but with pared-down features that help it achieve a lower price point. The phone’s outfitted with Android (Jelly Bean), a 5-inch 1,080 x 720 pixel display, an 8-megapixel rear camera, a 1-megapixel front cam, 1GB of RAM and 8GB of storage space. Clearly, it’s not the most tricked-out phone there is, but its price might entice people to try it out. The ZTE Geek will make an exclusive arrival at Jingdong Mall on July 25th, where it’ll retail for ¥1,888 ($ 307). If you despise cables and your wallet can take a hit, you can also get one bundled with a wireless charging kit for ¥2,288 ($ 372).
Source: ZTE (Sina Weibo)
This is the graph developed by Burr Clears up (links to his site with means even more details) using Twitter information to figure out which terms are benefited from more often around the words ‘geek’ and ‘nerd’. Hey, I’m just happy to see ‘boobies’ made the list. Personally, I’m a rather significant boobie geek AND tit nerd. A description:.
Relocating up the vertical axis, words become more geeky (“# music” → “# device” → “# cosplay”), and moving delegated right they become more nerdy (“education” → “grammar” → “neuroscience”). Words along the diagonal are similarly geeky and nerdy, consisting of social (“# uncomfortable”, “weirdo”), mainstream tech (“# computer systems”, “# microsoft”), and sci-fi/fantasy terms (“doctorwho,” “# thehobbit”). Words in the lower-left (“duties,” “veggies,” “boobies”) aren’t actually connected with either, while those in the upper-right (“# avengers”, “# gamer”, “# glasses”) are strongly tied to both. Orange words are more geeky than nerdy, and blue words are the opposite.
In broad strokes, it seems to me that geeky words are more about things (e.g., “# stuff”), while nerdy words are more about concepts (e.g., “hypothesis”). Geeks are followers, and fans collect things; nerds are specialists, and specialists play with ideas. Of course, geeks can collect ideas and nerds enjoy with things, too. Plus, they aren’t 2 distinct personalities as much as different facets of personality. Generally, the data appear to affirm my thinking.
Interesting, so geeky words are more typically connected with stuff, and nerdy words with concepts. And now we know. And understanding, as I make sure you all keep in mind from watching G.I. Joe, is … power? That does not appear right– hang on, let me go ask my mom. Becky– you see my computer system for me AND DO N’T TYPE ANYTHING. My brother spends a lot of time in the bathroom with the door locked. Dammit Becky, what did I inform you ?! Hahaha, that holds true though. I f \*\*\* ing love it in there.
Thanks to wolfRob and Christian, who do not care.
If you make a bad career selection when you’re young, do not worry– I’m living proof that every little thing can still exercise. Possibly I should’ve understood I would not be a great civil engineer when I pursued it after high school. My predilection for fantasizing wasn’t fit to such a strenuous field, and resulted in early youth trauma like the infamous “spacing out in class during a fire drill” episode– which was not excellent thinking about that the school I visited at the time actually did burn down a year or two later (thankfully while empty). In truth, as a child living in Vanderhoof, BC, Canada, I was happiest with a book, or Spider-Man comic, and being plopped in front of the TV, and it was a great thing that video games still hadn’t arrived. When Pong ushered in that era, I became dangerously obsessed, despite the fact that we had a bum Atari device that just worked for a couple of minutes prior to the ball would weirdly pass with the paddle.
My youth may have commenced the 1990s, however I expanded up surrounded by residues of the 80s, like the Apple II that temporarily lived in my dad’s house office or the Nintendo Enjoyment System that was originally my older sister’s console. I think all younger siblings of that age could relate to needing to play as Luigi on Super Mario Bros. My sister eventually disliked her NES, so I took claim to it. While I had bunches of fun playing Excitebike and Mike Tyson’s Punch-Out, I constantly spent an inordinate quantity of time escaped in Duck Hunt while I was hectic peering through the glass end of the NES gun, trying to see how it worked. Ironically, this curiosity might have hindered obtaining much better devices early on– when my NES stopped working, I played with its innards and in some way got it to work, negating the need for my parents to get me a Super Nintendo. As I expanded older, I expanded smarter, considering the NES a lost cause in order to persuade my moms and dads to let me get a Nintendo 64 with birthday cash. How fantastic that the NES was soon fixed and still works!
In case you could not tell from that pirate / bandit / pimp / vampire envisioned above, I often have problem making up my mind. It took me for life to determine what I wished to be that Halloween– identifying what I wanted to be when I matured has actually taken even longer.
It’s weird to think that a couple of landmark tech purchases throughout my life helped make who I am today. Our household’s very first computer, the NES, a used DSLR– simply the straightforward act of bringing tech residence and experimenting with it seemed to shape, reshape and re-reshape my projected profession course.
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Note: Full-res variation RIGHT HERE to print out and hang in your workplace (conserve the data to see it also bigger).
Okay so “updated” may not be the right word, since it’s the precise same geek zodiac I posted last year, just a nicer looking variation. Think about it as like when a cereal business changes their box art. It’s still the exact same penis-shaped sugar bombs on the inside, however now there’s a cartoon kangaroo on the front of the box. “Excellent analogy, GW.” I feel like you’re making fun of me.
Thanks to J2yan, who didn’t tell me exactly what his indication is however I wager he’s a pirate.
Welcome to Growing Up Geek, an ongoing feature where we take a look back at our youth and tell stories of growing up to be the nerds that we are. Today, we have our new editor, Jon Fingas.
You might say I started early. Some of my first memories of technology — or of anything, really — were of mashing the keyboards on Compaq PC clones at my dad’s workplace when I was three. Little did I know that I’d started on a path towards technology that would lead me towards mashing the keyboards for a career that would land me here at Engadget.
Welcome to Growing Up Geek, an ongoing feature where we take a look back at our youth and tell stories of growing up to be the nerds that we are. Today, we have a special guest: internet entrepreneur, tech support blogger, media personality and geek, Chris Pirillo
I have to get that out of the way largely because I’ve been “doing things” publicly for so long that some people have already formed opinions about me and what they believe I stand for. That’s their problem, not mine.
I don’t know if there was ever a specific moment I found myself attracted to electronic objects? I certainly recall playing with my cousin’s Merlin and watching with wonder as my brother fiddled with his Alphie. I was certainly mesmerized by calculators, but that didn’t lead me to develop advanced math skills.
Welcome to Growing Up Geek, an ongoing feature where we take a look back at our youth and tell stories of growing up to be the nerds that we are. Today, we have the lead analyst for mobile at PCMAG, Sascha Segan.
When I turned eight in 1982, we moved house, I starred on a game show and we got an Atari 800. The modem came a year later, free with the 850 serial interface. I needed it so I could print homework on my new Epson FX-80 printer.
The 830 acoustic modem had two rubber cups: you’d dial your number on a rotary-dial phone, listen for the “whee-ooo!” of the modem and slam it down into the cups, hushing everyone around you because too much noise could break the connection. One favorite game was to try to talk to the modem, figuring out which pattern of your own “whee-ooo”s would create something that looked like words. 300 baud was just about as fast as I could read.