Robert Price went ahead and documented how he got his homegrown blog server software to work with Lifeblog. Not only does he say he did it, but shows how.
All he did was download the specs from here, fired up his 7610, and did his magic. Check out some of his posts. I like his little "Lifeblog Entry – Posted via Lifeblog from a Nokia smart phone" posted at the bottom of each entry.
Way to go Robert!
Some old pictures I had on my phone
Now for sauna and sausages with friends
We spent Monday skiing with friends.
Sascha Segan was very US centric when he said in his PC Magazine article:
The 6682 is the first phone to support the new release of Nokia’s
Lifeblog, so users can actually blog from their phone. It allows you to
post pictures, videos and text messages to an online timeline that you
can either keep private or publish for your friends.
He was inaccurate on one account – the Nokia 6682 is the first US phone to support the upcoming release of Lifeblog (the Nokia 6630, which will also support the upcoming release, is not a US phone). While we haven’t formally made it known, the next release of Lifeblog will be compatible with the Nokia 6680, Nokia 6681, and Nokia 6682 when they come out, and also compatible with the Nokia 6630, which has been on the market for a while now. We’ll announce when the software is available (soon, really!).
In the mean time, the current version of Lifeblog is compatible with the Nokia 6630, Nokia 6670, Nokia 7610, and the Nokia 6260. If you can’t find Lifeblog on your phone (it’s pre-installed on some), you can get it from the Nokia Lifeblog site. And if you are like me and can’t keep the phone numbers straight, there is a graphical guide to help you get the software you need.
And remember, the mobile software is free. If you want to do more and save more and browse more, then go out an buy the PC version of Lifeblog (29.95 €). More info on the Nokia Lifeblog site.
PS Carita is showing the Lifeblog on the Nokia 6682 with the Nokia 6682 team at the PMA show in Orlando. Great work guys!
I was in Berlin a few weeks ago. It was the first time back in over 20 years. While in Berlin, I felt foolish always asking questions about East and West, especially since the wall went down so long ago. But the Berliners were so understanding (thank you).
Berlin is special to me because it’s my father’s home town, which he left one scary evening, with his mother and sister and all they could carry, in June 1939. Ah, the stories he’s told me.
The last time I was in Berlin, it was with my dad. He told a lot about how Berlin used to be in his and his father’s time. Young as I was at the time of our visit, I understood why he acted in a guarded but sharp way when we visited East Berlin on a tour bus. To him, the wall had stolen so much of Berlin’s beauty for the East and he couldn’t put up with all the krap the East Berlin tour guide tried to pass off on us.
I laughed as my dad made the guide uncomfortable, poking holes in so much of what she said. But I don’t recall him ever speaking in German to her or revealing that he was from Berlin. She probably thought he was just an annoying American, not someone who had some stupid political gash cut through his hometown.
It actually meant something to me to walk through Brandenburg Tor. I hope he can come and walk through it himself, with me and my children. We all need to hear those City stories again and to cross that old border that people finally stood up and erased.
