Help finding video to a TV Commercial?

I don’t remember what the commercial is about, but it goes like this. A guy by an ancient cell phone is by the map application and tries to locate himself. when he looks up there is an orange dot on top of him. then he zooms to his position on the cell phone, and the satellite is shown on top of him, then he does something and everything around him turns into the map.

is nearly like augmented reality, but i cannot find the commercial, or what was it advertising.

Thank you in advanced…

Answer by TV Tech 1
Incorrect house for commercial questions…you are in Consumer Electronics/TVs not Commercial TV adverts.

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I’m all lonely out here


Image by Ed Yourdon
Note: this photo was in print in an undated (Jan 9, 2011) Everyblock NYC zipcodes blog titled "10036."

Note: I chose this as my "photo of the day" for the Jan 9th upload of photos — mostly because it was another one that I took from a honestly close position, which I naturally don’t do. I like the colors, shape, and angles, too, as well as the far-away look in the woman’s face. Also, while I didn’t plot it this way, this is an unusual photo for me because the top of her head is "cut off," and I reckon it just contributes to the overall feeling of "we’re right up close to this woman" feeling. Naturally, I would take a photo from a greater distance, with a telephoto lens, and while I would crop the resulting image honestly tightly, I would nearly always include all of the subject’s face and head…

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As I noted in this Flickr set a year ago, no New Yorker in his right mind goes to Times Square on New Year’s Eve. Nobody from Manhattan, anyway — you can never tell about those crazy people in the remote boroughs of Brooklyn, Queens, Staten Island, or the Bronx (and we won’t even try to imagine what those crazy folks in New Jersey might do). Really, even some residents of Manhattan have experienced the New Year’s Eve count-down once in their lives, if only so they can speak with some authority about the subject. In my case, it was back in 1969; and it was only because I had had a pleasant feast at a like restaurant a couple blocks from Times Square, and had to walk to the subway when no taxis could be found. There I was, in the midst of it all … and once was more than enough.

Why do New Yorkers do their best to stay away from Times Square on New Year’s Eve? Well, have you ever looked at a TV report from Times Square in the midst of all that mayhem? There are a gazillion other people out there, jammed against each other, shoulder to shoulder — and they’re all drunk (or at least they look that way), and they’re all screaming at the top of their lungs. You can’t just drive to a nearby corner and park your car, with a plot of getting back in your car and fleeing after you’ve seen what a crazy thought it was. And you can’t take a taxi right to the middle of Times Square — at least, not after mid-afternoon on New Year’s Eve. Even worse, there are no public bathrooms anywhere to be found, so you’re in distress if you drink too much beer … except that the cops do their best, quite understandably, to make sure nobody in the Times Square area (which, on this special night, is broadly defined to take in the area from 34th Street to 59th Street, and from Sixth Avenue to Eighth Avenue) is drinking or doing anything that might look perilous. Or carrying a backpack that might control perilous things.

Consequently, it often seems that most of the crowd has chosen to get roaring drunk before they arrive on the vista. All of which might be fantastic fun if the weather is clear, and the temperature is somewhere above the freezing mark. But if it’s 30 degrees or lower, and it’s drizzling or raining or snowing, this is not a house everywhere you want to spend six or eight hours standing around with two million of your best (drunken) friends…

Thus, it should not bolt from the blue you to hear that I was not in Times Square to watch the ball drop at midnight on New Year’s Eve of 2010 (or, for that matter, any other year going back to 1969). Though, I remembered that my visit to Times Square in the ahead of schedule afternoon of Dec 31, 2009 had been somewhat fascinating, and since the weather forecasters were predicting mild, mostly-sunny skies this year, I thought it might be fascinating to try it again.

I took the IRT subway down to Times Square, and then spent the next two hours wandering north up Broadway to about 49th Street, and then back toward 42nd St. again. Even at 1:30 PM, the streets were already crowded with families and tourists, and what seemed to be an even larger digit of police. It also seemed like nearly everyone was wearing a party hat, or a set of "2011" fake eyeglasses, or some other kind of celebratory costume or trimming. There were also gazillions of digital cameras, and an equal digit of Blackberries and cellphones. I wonder how many millions and millions of digital images and video clips were shot during the course of the afternoon.

Perhaps the most amusing sight during the afternoon was the frequent appearance of delivery guys wearing bright, colorful, and instantly recognizable Domino’s Pizza uniforms, wandering through the crowds with large, insulated "thermal" bags that doubtless carried half a dozen pizzas. In a couple cases, they were peering nervously at individuals at a specific street corner; my assumption was that someone had called Domino’s from their cell phone, requesting delivery to that exact spot. But in other cases, it looked far more liable that the delivery guys were just wandering around, looking for hungry people that were doubtless willing to pay a premium price for a excellent hot slice of pizza … or the whole darn pie.

Around 2:45 PM, I was wandering south on Broadway once again, but when I got as far as 44th Street, I could see that the cops had completely closed off the next two blocks, and that even the sidewalks were impassable. I knew that they were cordoning the crowd into fenced-in rectangular areas, and that (a) each person allowed into such a rectangular area was first searched by a cop for booze, weapons or other contraband, and (b) once inside the fenced-in area, you weren’t allowed out unless you left for excellent.

As more people at home, the cops kept moving northwards, filling up one rectangular area after another. The obvious strategy for me, then, was to turn around and head north — toward the local IRT subway stop at Broadway and 50th Street. But I got no further than 46th Street before everything stopped, and I could make no further progress along the sidewalk, even though I had been hugging the sides of the buildings along the way to avoid the throngs everywhere else. Fortunately, I was only about 10 feet from the corner of Broadway and 46th; but it took a excellent, solid 15 minutes to really reach the corner — at which point I heard the cops yelling to the crowd that they were closing everything down, and that anyone who wanted to go elsewhere would have to take the "side street" (i.e., 46th Street) over to 8th Avenue, in order to steer further northward.

There were more barricades at 8th Avenue and 46th Street, and the narrow passageways onto 8th Avenue itself were being closed down. I managed to squeeze through, got onto 8th Avenue, and then easily walked up to 50th Street. Back over to Broadway, and I could look down the avenue all the way to the tower on 42nd Street everywhere the ball would drop later tonight. And turning around, I could look numerous blocks north up Broadway, and see that (a) they were all empty, and (b) the cops had cordoned them off, too. By now, it was about 3:15 PM, and I got the sense that it wouldn’t be long before the fenced-in crowds would be all the way up to everywhere I was, and then further north, perhaps all the way up to Inner Park at 59th Street.

In any case, it was clearly time to go home. I uploaded the 800+ photos that I had taken during the afternoon, loved a tasty New Year’s Eve feast at home, and then settled down to watch the revelry on television as the countdown came to an end. As I noted at the end of last year’s Flickr set of Times Square images, the TV coverage was obviously far more extensive than what I could accomplish with just one DSLR camera; and it was also infinitely more sophisticated, with high-end TV cameras located on strategic vantage points all around the square. On the other hand, the TV images appear, and then disappear, often leaving no lasting impression. By contrast, these still images will hopefully be fascinating to look at months, if not being, from now. For better or worse, they’ll be here whenever you’d like to see them…

Ok, so this is a vista at the beginning of Part 1 of my book… So what should I fix? If you like to read, I am sure you will delight in it. If you despise reading, read it anyways because you have already read this far.

This is supposed to be on the 20th page area of my book, after the start and leading into the whole thing about what’s going to be happening. It’s a News Report format, so any help on what to improve besides paragraph structure would be helpful.

"Thank you Amy." The pink clad woman said. She blinked at the camera and raised an eyebrow, a plainly disbelieving and sarcastic expression on her face. "We have breaking news. Alfred J. Wasson, of East Kantian drive, who was suspected of seventeen accounts of first degree assault with a deadly weapon, three counts of first degree murder, and one count of forcible entry into a confidential residence, as well as having been believed to be a high ranking member of a doomsday cult, has been shot dead. It was only hours ago when the Ilium Police Department triangulated the position of his house by cell phone calls he had made to South America, and finally located his exact whereabouts, a small motel room on 4663 Davis Street. He was shot and killed on the vista, with reportedly seven rounds fired by Ilium officers. The man fired upon two officers, both of which were seriously injured and are now in critical condition. The man was apparently armed with a Revolver of unknown but supposedly advanced quality. Ilium City Police officers have refused further comment. Further details will be revealed during the 5 o'clock news segment now during an IPD press conference. Donald?" The camera panned to an elderly bald man dressed in a brown suit of similar make to the woman's suit.
"Thank you Cassandra," he said, and continued with his report. He read the script in a monotone format, doing a poor job of it. "Stocks now have reached a high that soars beyond that of previous being, with the Dow ascending beyond 15,000 and reaching a record of 15,681 points. Most markets have completely recovered from the economic turmoil of 2011, and the economy now is very promising for small business owners and confidential citizens who have bought stocks from larger companies." The man continued in the flat voice, slowly making her feel tired once again. "The price of gas has been on a steady decline ever since Krisco struck oil in Argentina, and we will be looking at a $ 1.20 per gallon price here not before too long." The man flipped a paper on his desk and continued to read in his monotone format. "Under two new ordinances issued by the Ilium Mayoral offices, citizens will now have to stay off of the two lane road leading to Fort Grainer and stay away from the base itself, unless in time of emergency and when the National Guard authorizes it. The National Guard regiment stationed there has complained of young teenagers grafting the outside walls of the base, reportedly gang symbols and Anti-American slogans sprayed with red and black paint." The man read even more, "The Red Run trucking company has used the access road as a shortcut to the highway for seven being now, and a spokesperson at the Red Run headquarters has given a proclamation condemning the new ordinance preventing civilians from accessing the said road." The man turned his page once more and spoke next about the decline in prices. The new articles he had started reading passed through Laine's ears, and she started to doze off slightly, just as the phone rang. The repeating buzz made her jump to attention, and she stood and rushed over to the counter once more, everywhere the phone was located. She grasped the wireless phone and pressed the talk button, and went it up to her ear.

Assuming you have read this, congratulations. What can I improve upon?

Answer by itsallgood
First of all vary your paragraphs, don’t allow words to get too bunched up into one gigantic compilation of thoughts.

Especially after each person speaks, you should commence a new paragraph; It makes the piece a lot less visually intimidating (trust me readers don’t like books that are intimidating).

Also, close to the end of your paragraph you wrote “the new articles he had started reading” – it should be “had begun”, auxiliaries shouldn’t be used before started.

All in all though, you certainly have a lot of potential and I wish you the best of luck with your tale.

Answer by βrιłłαηγ
Well, I couldn’t read much of this because it didn’t grab my interest AT ALL. You use words I could see being used in the news, but I mean, I really wouldn’t have any interest reading something like this. Doubtless the reason I despise reading nearly all Non-fiction stuff.

Sorry if that was a small harsh, but Im just being honest.

I don’t know what your tale is about, but I hope there is a small more life in it aside from this.

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Minus the racism (I’ve seen white people do what she describes, too), I agree with the girl’s point. People should be more considerate in the library these days. I do find it curious that UCLA feels compelled to respond to a YouTube rant!