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My friend Rob has an excerpt of his recent column on Jobs here, and it’s a reminder that he may have gone gentle into that long night, but he didn’t go gentle into that prototype demonstration. I have the feeling he looked at the early drafts of the Apple.com homepage obit spread – he’d [...]
Grey day; September has been one long dull toothache. Hey, I forgot to tell you what I had for supper yesterday! Pizza. On a Monday, you say? Doesn’t that violate the Order of Things. Yes. But wife is out of town, and daughter wanted to try this:
The 100-option drink dispenser. And it [...]
Any day that begins with a call from the Sheriff is either going to get better or worse, with no in-between. Better if it’s nothing, worse if it’s, you know, Sheriff stuff. My wife found a card in the door when she went out to get the paper. It had been left the day [...]
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On September 6, 2011 · 47 Comments · In Disney, Domestic Life, Pop Culture, The Fifties, The Forties, The Sixties
Summer ended as it usually does: drinks and meat with friends, the drive home in the dusk lamenting the return to school and work, the nip in the air, the sense of dim acceptance of the ruminative season ahead, and the discovery of a forgotten, completed novel. You know how it goes. This novel was [...]
I have three columns due tomorrow, so forgive me if this is a bit light. Already looking forward to next week’s Week of No Official Work, as I burn off some of that accumulated PTO. They were previously known as “vacation days,” but in the relentless need to make everything sound like a machine part [...]
In the interests of fairness: Kodak, via twitter, expressed concern over my issues, and later sent me a message telling me the drivers had been updated. This is smart. I’ve had three twitter rants in my time – Target, UPS, and Kodak – and in two cases the company stepped in to the flow, asked [...]
Unremitting gloom all morn. Inauspicious start for August, and if there’s ever a month you could use “inauspicious” for, I suppose it would be August. No, July as well. Both named after men who probably had no belief whatsoever in auspices, and were also the heads of the state religion.
Every religion looks peculiar from [...]
What the hellam I supposed to do with this coffee can?
You’re thinking: you could throw it away. Not an option. You could put in the garage and fill it with nuts and bolts. I have no nuts or bolts. You could use it for change! I have two Chock Full O’ Nuts [...]
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