If you threw a phone and it hit me in the head, chances are pretty good it would be a smartphone. Not that it would be smart to do such a thing: Those things are expensive.
And smart. I just traded in my two-year-old Blackberry Curve for a Motorola Cliq. Powered by Google’s Android, it’s full of delightful apps and abilities. I’m really amazed at all the cool things I can do with the phone. Oh, and that I can talk to people on it, too.
But, I’m not quite satisfied yet. I’m waiting for the promise of smartphones to deliver something really smart. Like a phone that will talk to me. That’s right talk.
And not just tell me someone’s calling me. I want the phone to tell me who it is, where they’re calling from, and what I told them the last time they called me. I want it to remind me that the person I’m talking to hates baseball and likes ice tea.
Futurists are always talking about the point at which computers become as smart as people. But all I want is a phone to be that smart. Not too much to ask, is it?