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A month ago, I received an e-mail from the people who created The Snugg, requesting a review of one of their products. I get quite a few of these request, and I don’t usually do reviews, but occasionally something peaks my interest. Remember the Shakoolie?
Now at first glance, it sounded like I would be subjecting myself to the blanket hall of shame, but once I clicked over to their website, I realized I was way off. The Snugg is a type of case for Smart Phones, Tablets, Kindles, Ipads, and other accessories.
Cool. I’m in. With the luck I have with phones, I can’t have enough back up cases.
My original case was an Otter Box Defender Series. The Otter Box will run you about $50, which in my mind is a bit steep for a piece of rubber. Sure, it’s great at rebounding my phone off of the floor several times a day without producing a scratch, but it’s horrible at not getting stuck in my hair.
I have phone-call induced ADD. This basically means that I can’t sit still and talk on the phone. Because of this condition, I constantly use the ear-shoulder clamp technique. This allows me to hold my cell phone while simultaneously bathing my cat. Naturally, I was excited to ditch my Otter Box for a while. I could feel my hair growing thicker by the second.
When I received the new Snugg case for my still-hip-in-my-mind Iphone 4, I was excited to undress my cell and try the new outfit.The case I selected for review is the Snugg Iphone 4 and 4S Real Bamboo Case. I selected this one for no other reason than because it looks tight (literally and figuratively). Plus, it was free for me (retails at $29.99). To my delight, the case looked even better in person with the brand name carved carefully into the wood on the back. It says it’s made of real Bamboo, and I believe it. I think I even saw a Panda.
Now let’s explore the functionality of this thing. The Snugg case was just that, snug. It was a little difficult to shimmy it on my phone, but once it was secure, it was very secure. There is a small patch of felt material on the inside of the case, which I assume exists as a shock absorbing mechanism. This made me feel even more secure, so I promptly dropped my phone to the ground. I’m a hardcore and devoted reviewer, what can I say? Fortunately, it withstood the test… as did my heart.
So the case looks good, protects well, and fits like a leotard on an elephant. Perfect.
Now for the not so perfect.
The Snugg case makes it somewhat difficult to access your side volume buttons and top lock button but not noticeably enough to really cause extreme inconvenience. However, I did run into some trouble with the charging port. With the case on, the original Iphone charger fits conveniently into the port , but I own an off-brand charger which did not work with this case. I was forced to remove the bottom half of the case every time I needed to charge my phone.
This shortcoming caused me to lose approximately 14 seconds of my life over the span of a week that I used the case. The things I could do with 14 seconds in week! Furthermore, at the end of my trial usage, as I was vigorously trying to remove the bottom portion of the case for charging, that very piece actually broke off. Losing 14 seconds of my life apparently makes me too vigorous. To be fair, I had been drinking.
Since the case was already ruined in my mind, I decided to do a final experiment to test the durability of the wood. As I bent the case and applied pressure, it broke further. See evidence below.
Ultimately, I really loved the look and feel of this case, and the compliments I was getting about my fuller hair. The positives of The Snugg definitely outweighed the negatives… until it broke. If The Snugg can find a way to make this case more durable, it is definitely a keeper that I would be willing to buy. The Snugg also has competitive prices in comparison with Otter Box and a huge variety to chose from.
Now you know what a Snugg is. See you next time Flysters!
- Review: Snugg iPad mini Ultra Slim Bluetooth Keyboard Case (automatedhome.co.uk)
- The Snugg iPad Executive Case Review (johnchow.com)
- The Snugg iPad 4 Executive Case Cover and Flip Stand – Stylish and Functional Protection for Your iPad (breastfeedingmums.typepad.com)
My last post bestowed upon the world can not be a repost about fucking Tuesdays. I just can’t allow that to happen. It’s pathetic. Instead I made a meme, because Jen said they are cool, and we are a power couple, so there.
If you are a logical human being, you don’t think the world will suddenly end tomorrow in a clusterfuck of literally earth shattering natural phenomenons that will eventually result in me getting into a plane with John Cusack and an amateur pilot.
I am one of those logical people (reluctantly because I have a serious lady boner for John Cusack).
This doesn’t mean, however, that I will not use the ridiculous prediction to my advantage to get away with all kinds of unacceptable behavior between now and December 22nd. You should take advantage of this too. In fact, I started last night. Here are some examples to give your mind a head-start on coming up with risky ideas. Read the rest of this entry
A few weeks ago I moved into a new office. It is shiny, and I got to buy an office chair. I felt like such a pimp. An office supply pimp.
With new offices comes new responsibilities. It also comes with a little bit of celebratory seven layer dip that I may have eaten half of before bringing to the office. While we have enough dip to last us until next Cinco de Mayo, what we don’t have is a copy machine. I need to make copies. I am a big deal. Plus, copies are important, vital to business, and something about the bottom line.
In order to make copies I have to venture across a street to my company’s original building. I could probably walk. I certainly could drive my car. But, that’s not how we new-office-dwellers roll. This is how we roll:
All of this is wonderful news, right? Yes, but let me get to the point. In order to
crash drive into the main building with this pimpmobile, you have to drive through an area that requires that safety glasses and a hard hat be worn.
If you have read Why I Am Here, you are getting an A+. I am not sure on what, but it’s an honor, okay? If you read it, you would also know that I don’t own a hard hat. “Sadly”. Today, that has changed. Today, I must edit every bio I have ever released into the wild of the internet (because they are all the same). Today, I am legit. Read the rest of this entry
When there are times that I am wrong (rarely ever), I say I am wrong. This is one of those times. I’ll start by extending an apology to the late Mary Kay. I don’t assume it is good for one’s karma to insinuate that the deceased mogul resembles a cross dressing Dustin Hoffman. In my defense, I wasn’t aware she wasn’t still around until last night at the “party”. Obviously, I am not a Mary Kay historian.
I have to give the company the credit it truly deserves. My apology is for judging the mascara by its applicator so to speak. Don’t worry, I wasn’t talked into joining the cult. I am not quitting my day job nor my dream of becoming a writer to paint pouts and strut around in mink stoles (knowledge courtesy of Ms. Carolina). However, my perception of Mary Kay as changed for the better. Prior to last night, those perceptions were frozen in time. The last impression I have of the brand dates back to ’02 when I couldn’t escape the sight of my best friend’s high-resolution eye shadow every day in math class. She always bragged that it was Mary Kay and that her mother was a beauty consultant… so of course she knew what she was doing.
The truth is that I actually ended up buying about seventy dollars worth of the stuff and my purchases weren’t even influenced by friend-guilt. Well played Mary Kay, well played.
My second apology is to those of you who read this blog and is in regards to my post about not telling your friends if you plan to quit smoking. I am a lying hypocrite. Why? Because I did tell my friends. I told all of you. I consider anyone a friend who takes the time to read my junk (that’s what she said?). So, I apologize for not taking my own advice, and I sincerely thank all my blogging friends for being such dashing human beings. Unless you don’t think we are friends, in which case I hope you choke on a mink stole.
- Tired Eyes? :: A Mary Kay Giveaway AND Discount Offer! (iloveyoumorethancarrots.com)
- New iPhone App Aims to Help Mary Kay, Thirty-One Gifts Consultants Do More Business (prweb.com)
- Mary Kay Aims to Raise Awareness of Domestic Violence (bellasugar.com)
1. Go ahead and come to terms with the fact that after the initial month or so of getting used to your new schedule, you may never sleep past 8:00 again. Also, your hang-overs just automatically went from a 3 to a 10 on the I’m-never-drinking-again scale, so be prepared.
2. You can be twenty minutes early every day to work, and no one will notice, but the one day you are late will live in infamy.
3. The picture up there? That is a letter opener. The only one I saw before looked like a dagger out of a scene from The Princess Bride.
4. Do not, under any circumstances, disclose information regarding your personal life unless you are one hundred percent ok with the entire office knowing about it. Your “work wife/husband” will betray you and you won’t get half of his/her paycheck in the divorce. My advice is: be so vague that you are borderline vogue.
5. You are young, so if you have a significant other, you are facing two options. At some point, someone will inquire about your relationship status. If you claim single, people will either perpetually ask you how your weekend was with that insinuating eyebrow lift, or they will try to set you up with anyone with a pulse. This is usually accompanied by the same look one gives an orphan puppy. In the case that you do admit to a taken status, everyone will want to know your significant other’s entire pedigree. Cue advice you didn’t ask for.
6. No one is going to remind to take your vacation days. No one will nag you to join in on the company insurance plan. No one will automatically sign you up for that 401K plan promised to you. You have to keep up with making sure these things get put in to action.
7. The phrase “just kidding,” or “you know not to take it seriously,” or any such equivalent is simply a cop-out for people to feel like they aren’t really actually sexually harassing you.
8. You can’t just sit anywhere at the Christmas party brunch. If you are the newest member to ABC Inc., you sit last. Same goes with parking. On any day.
9. Never pay for coffee. My love affair with Starbucks is strong too, but for $4 a day, you mind as well be a pack a day smoker. Minus the whole cancer thing.
10. Be aware of the sneaky Bcc (blind carbon copy) in e-mails. If you are anything like me, you didn’t even know what the plain cc meant let alone one with sight issues. Bcc is a way of attaching multiple recipients to an e-mail without those recipients being able to see everyone attached. So, if Suzie isn’t getting her part of a project done, and I send her an e-mail addressing the problem with a Bcc to our supervisor, Suzie’s response could either doom or save her all while she has no idea boss woman is watching. Shady? Yes. Does anyone care? No.
- [Email Tip] Save Time by Sending Email Blind | Blog (rackspace.com)
- POP vs IMAP mail (stacyrlewis.wordpress.com)
- E-mail ettiquette–Jasmine’s Tech Dos & Don’ts (reviews.cnet.com)
Because I can see you getting green in the face hearing about Boston this and Boston that like I am an eleven year old gushing about how I want to marry Patrick Swayze (why did you leave me!), today’s post will not mention Beantown. Except for that last sentence.
Yesterday tried to break me. It tried hard. It pulled out every anvil and TNT labeled box it had and dropped them directly on top of my groggy little head. The only problem was that it didn’t quite kill me. I was as resilient as the never-dying cartoon characters, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t look and feel like complete roadkill. It all started with a lack of sleep due to a cold/sinus infection/lupus/cancer or whatever other illness the web’s symptom checkers told me I have.
Somewhere I read that riding in an airplane can make you more susceptible to sinus issues. Judging from the delightful time I had on my plane rides, and considering I feel like my ears are still popping, I think I’ve nailed the culprit. At least I don’t really have lupus. Read the rest of this entry