I have received Paperless Post invitations in the past for legitimate gatherings, so when one came into my inbox a few weeks ago, I didn't think twice before clicking on it. Fortunately, as soon as I was asked to log into my email account in order to view
A practical look at digital assistants, from planning projects and organizing tasks to knowing when judgment still belongs with the person asking.
Before tapping “allow,” consider what an app may collect from your phone — and whose information you may be sharing along with your own.
Scam artists succeed by triggering urgency, authority or familiarity, exploiting normal human instincts rather than technical weaknesses. Recognizing those emotional cues helps people slow down before reacting.
As promised in my last column, in this column I’ll walk through the most important steps to ensure your data is backed up properly. Who Watches the Watchmen? While the cloud is a quick and (sometimes) easy way to back up your data, people often wonder how foolproof it
iCloud, you're so vain, you probably think this post is about you. Well, it is. But there are more clouds in my coffee (thank you, Carly Simon) than just Apple's iCloud. When we talk about cloud storage, I feel there are the top four that we
File→Save where? (and also) Fun tech gifts! This week’s column has two parts. First, a question I hear all the time: where does a file actually go when you click Save? Second, a bonus section with a short list of tech gadgets I genuinely love and use every
Users report that folders stored on Comcast’s servers sometimes fail to appear after the transition, and recovery attempts by both companies have been unsuccessful.
What's inside the box? You might feel like it’s unnecessary to know how the inside of a computer works, but just as I’m a fan of the Dummies books, I’m also a believer in knowing at least the basics of how something functions. That way,
I got my first computer, a Commodore 64, in 1983 at age eight, and became a computer geek for a few years. Then, like an abandoned Buzz Lightyear doll, my computer collected dust during my teen years — to the point where I even wrote my college applications on my mother’