Solved: How to move iPhone contacts to a different account on the device itself

Last week, I discovered that my wife’s iPhone has been incorrectly saving all new contacts locally on the iPhone, rather than storing them in Gmail.

I stumbled on the issue when setting up a new MacBook Pro for her to replace the four-year-old Mac laptop she had been using, which stopped working. I set up iCloud so that she could send and receive text messages from the desktop, and I noticed that all of the recipients showed up as just phone numbers since the contacts were not synced on the computer.

I assumed this would be a quick fix and imported her gmail account into the Mac’s address book, but to my surprise, this only partially fixed the problem – about a 1/3 of the contacts still showed up as phone numbers. I spent a while tracing the problem back and discovered that under the settings for “Mail, Contacts, Calendars”, the setting for “Default Account” for contacts was “iPhone”.

I’m not exactly sure how this happened, but my guess is that at some point when we were reconfiguring the phone, we temporarily removed her gmail account, and it probably then automatically reverted this setting to save contacts on the iPhone. Then, when we added the account back, we never thought to go in and change it.

The problem had clearly been going on for a while, as there were 83 contacts stored only on the iPhone. We needed to fix it, and it was too many to do manually. I first looked to see if I could edit contacts on the iPhone and switch what account they were synced to, but there was no option. I then spent some time googling around for solutions to this, but the answers were much too complicated. They involved syncing the phone to the Mac address book and then importing them into gmail. I wanted something much easier.

At last, I stumbled on a discussion group that mentioned Orbi Tools. It’s a $0.99 app that was designed to allow users of the Orbi service to upload contacts from their phone into their cloud offering. However, it allows you to move contacts from one account on your iPhone into any other account.

The interface was simple, but it was unable to identify the gmail account by name.

The interface was simple, but it was unable to identify the gmail account by name.

I downloaded it and selected the option to move contacts. The interface was a little clunky, as it did not list the gmail account by name, but rather just “CardDAV, Address Book”. However, it was the only online account on the phone, so I figured it had to be the right one. It showed me all 83 contacts but gave me an option to move them all rather than selecting them individually.

The contacts were automatically imported.

The contacts were automatically imported.

After working for a minute, the contacts were imported. Within minutes, the contacts synced through gmail back to her Mac, and all of the text messages contacts displayed properly.

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How my iPhone 6 Plus wore out the pocket of my jeans

At this point, I’m fairly used to people jokingly asking me if my iPhone 6 Plus fits in pocket. Yes, it fits, no problem.

Well, as it turns out, “no problem” turns out to be a slight exaggeration.

A few weeks after I bought the phone, I decided to get a case to make it easier to hold. The phone’s larger size made it harder to use one handed, and I was constantly afraid that the smooth metal back would slip out of my hands while I was straining to reach characters on the far left of the keyboard.

At the time, case options for the new phone were few and far between, so I chose Apple’s blue silicon case. The rubbery silicon was very grippy, making me less worried about accidentally dropping it.

The case did have some downsides, however. Because it was so grippy, it was much harder to put in and take out of my pocket.  Whereas I could just slip my old phones in and out, the silicone would grab the edges of the pocket, requiring a lot of tugging.

Also, the case added a lot of bulk. Part of the beauty of the iPhone 6 and 6 Plus is how thin the phones are, but that was mostly undone by the case. The large surface area of the 6 Plus is offset by its thinness, but the added thickness of the case made it seem much more massive.

And then my jeans wore out.

Now, to be clear, my jeans wearing out is not a surprising thing. Every few years, I buy two identical pairs of Gap 32×32 jeans, straight cut. I wear them a few times a week throughout most of the year until they wear out, and then I replace them. I’ve had my current set for a couple of years now, so they are about due for replacement.

What was surprising was how the they wore out. The right pocket started to fray rather badly.

The pocket of my jeans wore out prematurely from constantly getting caught on the iPhone's silicone case.

The pocket of my jeans wore out prematurely from constantly getting caught on the iPhone’s silicone case.

After puzzling about it for a minute, I realized that the constantly tugging on the fabric from the case had slowly but surely ripped apart the pocket lining over the past few months. I was vaguely aware that it was a bit of a pain to slip the phone in and out of my pocket, but I hadn’t realized the damage it was doing to the jeans.

I decided it was time to get rid of the case. I had become more comfortable with the weight and balance of the phone, so I was less worried about dropping it. After searching around for a while, I found a nice skin that I could put on the back of the phone from DecalGirl. This would make the phone more distinguishable from everybody else’s and still add some extra friction so that I would be less likely to drop it.

As soon as I took the phone out of its case and put the skin on, I became much happier with it. In addition to easily slipping in and out of my pocket, the return to thinness made it much more pleasing to hold and use. I regretted not doing it sooner.

Of course, I did drop it a few days later. Not by typing it one handed, though. I was in an airport electronics shop, and they sold an armband for runners that claimed to fit the 6 Plus. Curious, I held my phone up to it, and it somehow slipped out of my hand and fell from shoulder height onto the hard tile floor.

Everyone in the shop froze and looked at me in horror, realizing what had happened. I bent down and picked up the phone to examine it. It was fine, not even a scratch.

Since then, I haven’t dropped it again (yet). And of course I have bought some new jeans.

Gap straight fit 32×32, just like always.

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Shortcut: Convert unwanted retail store gift cards into iTunes credits

Gift cards always make me a little uncomfortable. I worry that I am going to stick them in a drawer somewhere and forget about them, effectively wasting the money on them. So when I get one, I find myself rushing to spend it as quickly as possible.

I used to have similar problems with prepaid credit cards, which are hard to spend down completely, until I learned you could convert them into credits on Amazon and then buy whatever you wanted or save towards a future purchase. But gift cards left me stumped. You have to need something at a specific store and then remember to bring the card with you.

I recently found myself in this situation with a BestBuy gift certificate. We upgraded my wife’s phone, and as part of some incentive deal, BestBuy gave us a $50 gift card. I couldn’t apply it to the current purchase, only to a future visit.

The problem is that I didn’t actually need anything at BestBuy. As a technologist, this surprises even me, but somehow I just didn’t. The closest I came was needing to replace the remote control for the TV, but at the time I was far from a BestBuy and found it much more convenient to pop in at the MicroCenter around the corner from my house. So the gift card went unused for months.

Then, I found my opportunity. I decided it would be useful when traveling to have a 12 watt iPad charger to use with my phone. The idea was that when I was on the go, I might need to top up my battery, but timing can be tight. I would perhaps have only 20-30 minutes to recharge, and I wanted to be able to pump as many electrons into my phone as possible. Apple’s lightweight phone chargers have a lower wattage and so charging is limited in a short window. However, the higher wattage of the larger and heavier iPad charger would be much more effective for a short burst – worth the weight trade-off.

This was more of a “nice to have” than a necessity, but I had the $50 gift card, so it would effectively be free. I stopped in at a BestBuy and quickly found the charger. Oddly, to my disappointment, the charger was only $20. I would still have $30 left over. I started casting around for something else to buy to use up the remaining $30, but nothing leaped out. I had plenty of lightning cables, my phone case was fine, I was coming up empty…

I was about to give up and just be left with another $30 on the card when I saw my opportunity. Up at the registers, they were selling more types of gift cards, including ones for iTunes.  We are cord-cutters, so between buying shows on the Apple TV and purchasing phone apps for the family, we always have charges from iTunes showing up on the credit card.

I realized I could just buy iTunes gift cards and apply them as a credit to my account. I would naturally spend the remaining $30 over the next several months without having to remember to use the gift card. Conveniently, they had a three-pack of $10 gift cards, so when combined with the charger, it came to $50.18. I gave the clerk the BestBuy card and then paid the $0.18 extra.

So, have a gift card you aren’t sure how to spend? Check near the front of the store and see if they sell other types of gift cards. You might find a way to transfer the credits somewhere else that would be more useful.

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How Twitter saved my credit card

Once again, staying active on Twitter has paid off. This time, it saved my credit card.

For a few days between Christmas and New Year’s, my wife and I took a short trip to New York City while the kids visited with their grandparents. We mostly stayed in Brooklyn, touring various neighborhoods and sampling the excellent restaurants.

On our last night, we had a fabulous dinner at Zizi Limona, a Mediterranean-themed restaurant in the Williamsburg area. The menu was extremely creative, giving an authentic yet unique spin on Mediterranean cuisine. We also had a great time chatting with our waiter, Ben, who discussed the composition of each of the dishes and what we should make sure not to miss.

Part of the decor of the restaurant was a wall of Mediterranean products, like zaatar spice, tahina, and so forth. My wife loves cooking and couldn’t help herself from exploring the shelf and grabbed a few things to buy to take back home.

As we were wrapping up our check, we talked to Ben about what we were buying and mentioned that we had decided not to get the pomegranate syrup since they probably would not let us on the plane with it the next day. He asked where we were going, and when he heard we were flying back to Rochester, NY to pick up our kids, we had a whole conversation about the city. It turns out he had spent some time dancing with Garth Fagan Dance and had lived there for a while.

After we paid, we grabbed an Uber back to our hotel, about 15 minutes away. As we rode, I caught up on Twitter on my phone and was surprised to see myself mentioned in a post just a few minutes earlier:

Yep, I had somehow managed to leave my credit card with the receipt when we left. I must be slipping in my old age. We asked the driver to turn around and take us back to the restaurant.

When I arrived, the staff were very excited to see me. They became very worried when they realized I had left my credit card, since they knew we were flying out the next afternoon. So, they plugged the name on the credit card into Google to see if they could find a way to reach me.

“Man, you are all over the internet,” they told me. As I have found before, having a hyphenated name makes it very easy to Google me, and this has come in very useful in the past as well.

One of the staff members had a Twitter account, so they tried reaching out to me there. And sure enough, it worked.

Had they not done this, I would have been in for a major headache. True enough, I surely would not have discovered the card was missing until the following day. They don’t open until 5pm on weekdays, and it would have been too late.

Thank you, Ben and Bastien!

And if you find yourself in Brooklyn, definitely try Zizi Limona.  It’s great food, and the staff is awesome.

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I can admit it: I’m superstitious

Living in Boston, I am surrounded by devoted fans of the Red Sox and Patriots. I don’t really follow sports, and I am always caught by surprise when I see lots of people wearing sweatshirts with the Patriots logo or Red Sox t-shirt. It then soon dawns on me that there must be an important game that day, which I would have known if I followed the teams.

What most often surprises me is just how fanatical many people are. On game days, my Twitter and Facebook feeds becomes jammed with endless posts about the minutia of the game. People are acting as though everything in their lives hang on how a random group of a dozen guys perform in a sporting match. I don’t really understand it.

One thing I do get, however, are the superstitions. People tell crazy stories about how they are convinced that some silly thing they do is affecting the outcome of the game, and then they go out of their way to do (or not do) this special act to ensure more wins for their team.  Things like, “Every time I wear my white Red Sox shirt, they win, so I am going to wear it every game day.”

I get it. I’m very superstitious myself, with good reason.

Anyone who has worked with computers or supported production systems knows what little devils they can be. Programs that worked fine will suddenly start showing freak bugs. Application servers will mysteriously lock up in a way you have never seen, causing an outage. It’s like the computers are just saying to themselves, “Let’s find some creative way to rile everybody up today.”

Just like sports fans who somehow think their small decisions affect the outcome of the games, I get the same feeling sometimes. In particular, I get really worried about jinxing things by what I say. The following terms are on my list to never say out loud, because you are just asking for trouble:

  1. I think that we are out of the woods now.
  2. That must have been what caused the bug.
  3. What are the odds of ___?
  4. It’s fixed.

Unfortunately, I know that my superstitious nature makes me do some weird things sometimes. Like this past weekend’s incident with the filing envelope.

Each year, I buy a 13-pocket folder from Staples. I assign each pocket a category: bank statements, credit card bills, utility bills, etc. During the year, I put all the bills into the appropriate folder. This way, when I want to refer back to something, I know just where to find it. Then, when the year is over, I stick it in the crawl space in the attic where my wife agrees we can keep useless stuff like this (in other words, out of sight). Yes, I’m a bit of a hoarder.

I like the folder, so I always buy the same one at Staples. It’s blue, it has customizable tabs, and the bottom expands so that it can accommodate lots and lots of documents. One year, they did not have it in blue, so I bought it in red. But in general, I get the blue one.

New Year’s is just around the corner, so it’s time for me to buy a new one for 2015. This past weekend, I stopped in at a Staples to buy it. I looked and looked, but I couldn’t find it. They had various types of folders, but not my color, and not with the expanding bottom.

Then, I noticed that another woman next to me looking at the pocket folders had a shopping basket, and right on top was the very blue 13 pocket folder I was looking for. I asked her where she found it, and she pointed down to a bottom shelf. The folder wasn’t there, but when I moved another product out of the way, I found my style hiding behind it.

There were two left. One in red.  One in yellow. None in blue.

I was in a quandary. Should I buy it in the wrong color? Should I search elsewhere?

Now my full superstitious side came out. What would happen if I didn’t have a blue one? One year I bought a red one. Was that a good year? What if it was a bad year, all because I bought the wrong color?

And what about the woman buying the blue one? Did she need a blue one, or was that just the first color she picked up? I even thought about asking her if she would mind trading colors and letting me have the blue one, but I recognized how ridiculous this sounded.

Finally, I grabbed the red one, paid for it, and left.

But even so, it nagged at me. Enough that the next day, on my way to work, I stopped in at a different Staples to see if they had blue ones. Sure enough they did, so I exchanged it.

I am the first to admit that this behavior is ridiculous. I love science, and I love mathematics. I try to be pragmatic and think about the likelihood of various outcomes when I make plans. So why do I feel that my filing folder must be a specific blue model from Staples?

I have no idea. But, fortunately I live in Boston, the heart of Red Sox Nation. I am surrounded by superstitious people. I may not be able to convince myself that my quality of life hangs on the outcome of a ball game, but these are still my people.

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Home Depot is missing a huge opportunity by not selling toy tools for kids

This morning, I needed to make a trip to the Home Depot to pick up a dehumidifier and some other supplies.  My older daughter was having a playdate with some friends, and I needed to coax my younger four-year-old son into coming with me so that he wouldn’t disrupt them.

What can be more exciting for a young boy than going to the hardware store to buy a dehumidifier, right? My son was not particularly interested.  However, I am not above bribery. I casually suggested that perhaps we could find a toy tool for him while we were there, and he perked right up.  Within minutes, he was getting dressed and ready to go.

My son loves to build, and he treasures a set of plastic Black and Decker tools given to him by his aunt and uncle. Whenever I have a project to do around the house, I suggest he “help” me with his own tool set.  I will give him “turns” with his screw drivers and wrenches, and generally I am able to hold his interest long enough to get the job done.

Over the last year or two, some of these plastic tools have become lost or broken, and having another gadget wouldn’t hurt either. I just assumed that Home Depot would sell these things, since it aligns so well with the rest of their merchandise. Right?

Not so much. When we arrived, I asked if they had toy tools for kids. The greeter started to walk around some of the bargain tools at the front, suggesting real hammers and wrenches, but this wasn’t what I had in mind. While my son is capable, I am not about to give him a metal hammer to whack things with.

We made our way down to the hardware section, assuming that we would pass some end cap with a display of toy tools for kids, but there was nothing.  There were endless aisles of power tools, but no toy versions.

Frankly, I’m rather incredulous. I was not the only parent with a young child in tow. Home Depot even has a set of special carts made to look like race cars for young kids. How are they missing this mark opportunity?  They clearly know parents shop their with kids. Along with the Christmas decorations we passed a selection of toy cars and remote controlled helicopters.  But no tools.

If I were Home Depot, every major department would have a small display of cheap plastic tools for the kids. Hardware? Screwdrivers and toy hammers. Wood? Saws and pretend boards. Plumbing? Wrenches and tubing. Winter gear? Kids shovels… the list is endless.

Because here is the thing: trying to do any home repair job with a kid is a challenge. Parents are desperate for ways to keep their offspring occupied while they try to get the job done. Home Depot could be marking these products up 50% and parents would still pay when they see a great opportunity for a distraction.

My son was obviously disappointed, so I gritted my teeth and drove across the street to Target. Sure enough, I found a Black and Decker construction set that came with a plastic screw driver and five projects that could be assembled by kids age 3+.

My son loved putting together a small plastic birdhouse with this "tools".

My son loved putting together a small plastic birdhouse with this “tools”.

My son loved it.  While I set up the dehumidifier and reorganized the basement, he built all five of the possible projects using his plastic screw driver.

Home Depot, that $19.95 I spent at Target could have been yours!

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A four-year-old superhero on a special mission

Lately, my four-year-old son Rafael has been quite taken with dressing up as a superhero.  If you asked him who he was, he would probably say Captain America, but it’s more of a mashup of Spider Man, the Flash, and a few other characters, as well as a knock-off Captain America shield.

Rafael in his mashup superhero costume

Rafael in his mashup superhero costume

I was always more of a Superman fan myself as a kid, but that was probably because the Superman movies came out when I was about four. Nowadays the Marvel superheroes are all the rage.

The big difference, however, is that when I was four, I actually saw the Superman movie, but Rafael has not seen Captain America. I still have memories of sitting in a movie theater, watching Krypton get destroyed. Rafael, on the other hand, gets terrified by just about everything. He runs screaming out of the room if the Dinosaur Train episode about a hurricane is showing.

Rafael cannot wrap his head around the idea that a tv show or movie can be fun because it is a little scary.  I’d love to introduce him to some of my other childhood favorites, like Star Wars, but right now I cannot even get him to watch something even mild.  With his superhero obsession, I thought he would love the old 1980’s “Spiderman and Friends” show I found on Netflix, but he was traumatized after one episode and swore he would never watch it again.

I’m not sure how to get him past this fear of tv shows, but I have found other ways for him to be brave. Like his mail delivery mission this weekend.

Teaching my kids to be independent is important to me. As a kid, I had tons of freedom to roam the neighborhood and learn to think for myself, but somehow as a society we have become much more fearful. Crime rates are down, but people act like there are kidnappers lurking around every corner.

On Sunday morning, I had two letters to mail. It was a beautiful fall day, and I thought my son would enjoy coming with me. I often walk to the mailbox down the street with my kids and let them open the little door in the mailbox and stick the letter in.

Then, it occurred to me… this is something Rafael could do on his own.

There were no streets to cross, and he has been to this mailbox several times. He knows how to put the letters in.  The biggest concern is that the mailbox is near the corner of a busy intersection, but this didn’t worry me.

My kids are excellent at stopping at intersections.  When we walk around our home city of Cambridge, the kids ride their Razor scooters and will often zip ahead of us. And one lesson they have learned incredibly well is to stop at the intersections and wait until we arrive. No crossing the street without us. It sometimes freaks the drivers out, since they see the kids standing on the sidewalk right by the crosswalk. Cars will often stop and wait, but the kids just stand their for the 15-20 seconds until we catch up to them and tell them when it is okay to go.

Confident he could do this, I proposed the mission to Rafael. He was very excited.  We chose a spot where I would stand at one end of the block that would allow me to see him the whole way.  Then, superhero costume fully assembled, he ran off on his mission.

Rafael on his mission to mail some letters

Rafael on his mission to mail some letters

I watched him zip down the block. He went straight to the mailbox, and in the distance, I could see him reaching up to it and sticking in the letters.  Then he ran straight back, very proud of having accomplished his mission.

I couldn’t see for sure that the letters really went in the mailbox, but I trust him. If not, I’ll know why the Cambridge tax collector comes knocking on my door.

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