![]() ![]() If I didn’t like it (again) I could return it. It was especially useful when I was driving, at the gym, or working around the house, when reaching for my phone in my pocket (if it was even there to begin with) was a bit of a pain, or impossible because I was otherwise occupied.Īlso, Pebble updated their software to v2.0 and were on the verge of launching an app store. In the right light, Pebble was actually sexy. Then I realized why: I actually found it handy getting notifications on my wrist. I immediately felt the urge to drink a two-four of Molson, and sharpen a saw. So I packed the thing up, and sent it away. Did I mention the geek factor with smartwatches in general, but Pebble in particular, goes to 11? Indeed, my productivity was increasing by the (digital) second. Or “Texas Time” with the Longhorn logo and the inscription “And OU Still Sucks” below it. Because, you know, we all want a Stark Trek LCARS inspired look on our watch. How annoying.Īnd, if you had the patience to navigate some clumsy software, it could be configured to display myriad watchfaces. Facebook, Twitter, SMS and Gmail alerts appeared on Pebble. Testing Pebble for a few days I realized a few things… I charged up the “smart” watch, and found it quite odd that the charging pins on the left side of the watch are left exposed. “Your Pebble is connected” a message confirmed on the notification shade on the phone. Undaunted I paired Pebble with my Nexus 5. The plastic housing didn’t help matters – it had an unfinished tech project vibe, with large buttons that might feel right at home in a DIY hobbyist kit (that you could buy at the old and fun Radio Shack). 8-bit Atari graphics would be an upgrade, I thought at the time. The screen looked like a cruel joke at best, and a throwback to the digital watches of yesteryear at worst. When I first popped open the Pebble smartwatch tester for Stark Insider I was awash in oozing amounts of skepticism. The last time I was this excited about a watch it was 1985, I was sporting a skinny white leather tie, dancing to Duran Duran’s The Reflex, and wearing a Swatch.īut it didn’t start off that way. ![]() Now I can’t imagine ever leaving home without my trusty, too-cool-for-school Pebble. What started as mild, semi-amused interested turned into a (somewhat concerning) round-the-clock, geeky obsession. A plastic digital watch? Are you kidding me? No way. ![]()
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