PCMag.com: Jim Louderback

Apple TV's Extreme Makeover

Cable TV spent nearly 20 years trying to create true video on demand, without much success. Apple got it right in just 18 months.

Next-Gen Solar Heats Up

Thin-film solar panels are a real breakthrough, built via a futuristic mashup of ink jet printing technology, aluminum foil, and space-age chemical compounds.

My TiVo Eulogy

I'll never love a DVR the way I loved my TiVo. But sometimes you have to abandon the things you love when technology moves on. I really wanted those new MPEG4 HD channels, and old TiVo couldn't keep up.

Trends to Watch in 2008

More bad news for Vista. It'll own a huge chunk of the computer market by December, making it irresistible for hackers worldwide. Expect to see some major Vista nastybots crop up this year.

Welcome Back, Dell

New execs have taken over, and their energy and vision—guided by a reenergized Michael Dell—have infused the company with a sense of purpose. They even seem to be getting tech support under control.

Building a Better E-Book

If you’re looking for an alternative to hauling around Harry Potter or a book bag of reading material, Sony’s 505 delivers a great experience but needs more books, at lower prices, to be right for more than the e-faithful.

Amazon's MP3 Service a Hit

In the end my wife was happy, I stayed out of jail, and the RIAA missed yet another chance to make me a martyr. The only loser in all of this? Oddly, the artist herself. Streisand missed out on selling a song.

Voice-Mail Conversion, at Last

I was excited to hear about SpinVox and its Spin-my-Vmail service. The promise: All voice mails get converted to text and sent to your phone and PC.

My Tech-Support Rant

It's been weeks, and although my T-Mobile voice service works beautifully, nary an Internet bit has been delivered. My only hope is that I just might get voice service for free.

My Guide to Social Networks

Stop by Facebook now, but be ready to jump on the next big thing. Use LinkedIn for your career. Oh, and try to wrangle an invite to Pownce, just to feel all superior and smug.