六 - ろく - roku
Tech toys are the second best thing* about being an adult. Well, tech toys and a job that affords the luxury of buying the occasional gizmo on a whim. And what happened to strike my fancy yesterday morning?
The Roku Netflix player.
Yes, I have an AppleTV. Do I love it? Of course! But since I’m a hard-core Apple user, I *sad-face* can’t play streaming Netflix movies. Their DRM is bound up in the Windowz world and that made me very sad. Until I saw all the press coverage about the Roku player yesterday morning. A tiny black box that will stream Netflix movies via HDMI (and just about every other connector) to my television?
How could I live without such a gadget?
Whipping out a trusty sliver of plastic, I deftly entered my vital bits and pieces on the Roku site and, with a few billion electrons and the internets at my command, I ordered said box for my entertainment center. I waited for my confirmation e-mail. And waited. And waited some more. At midnight I randomly checked my trusty iPhone, but still no confirmation e-mail.
Having just spoke with the tech support folks at Roku, as I suspected, they’ve received tons of orders and their system is backed up a bit. They did get my order, there aren’t any left in stock to ship, they will get me one when they come in, and my confirmation e-mail should arrive today.
In the mean, I’ve loaded my Netflix queue with streamable (is that a word?) content. With Auntie Mame on demand, who wouldn’t want one of these boxes?
* The best thing about being an adult has to do with life in the bedroom. And that’s all I’ll say.