Friday, September 15, 2006

A bite of the apple

IS Apple too mainstream?

I wasn't the only one to go after apple's latest news.

Now that everybody (including my dad) has one - how long can the iPod truly expect to remain cool?

Their marketing is starting to smell like the Gap. Not that there's anything wrong with that.

I guess I'm just old school. I like my movies big and my computer subversive.
And I like my snakes on a plane to be a scene in a movie, not a premise for a movie

But now I'm just bitching for the sake of bitching. It's Friday. The day of long, margarita-sprinkled lunches and hastily assembled pre-weekend meetings. And I have an elevator to sell.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Unpanning the nano

Oh. Okay. No one told me they were stunning.
Thanks to rm 116 for linking it for my lazy ass.

My bad. Carry on.

rotten to the core

Big whoop. Apple's got a bunch of shenanigans lined up for the holiday season, but nothing that's got me all freaking out that it's time to replace my begrudgingly purchased 4th gen audio-only iCliche.

Where's the horizontal format we've been begging for/speculating about? Where's the touch screen? Where's the "better way to wire your iDevice into your 2006 Mazda3, that wasn't really set up for that kind of thing"? I want to listen to my new Kashmere Stage Band live outtakes on the road, dammit!

A revamped iTunes that sells still-fucking-tiny movies? Automatically downloaded album art? The reskinned Nano, designed to look eerily like the iPod mini? Cee-ripes, man! WTF?

I want my innovation and I want it stunning. Alright, the Zen isn't as stunning as hyped- it's kinda clumsy and about 1/2 as elegant as the iPod - but why isn't Apple kicking this thing's ass this some kind of wideformat eye-popping wonderfulness?

At least now I'll be able to maintain identical playlists at home and in the office.

Monday, September 11, 2006


I started to write what turned out to be a pretty pithy observation about September 11 and the impact it's had on my life over the past five years. And then it really kind fo struck me today, as I huddled over my computer, half-expecting to read that someone had blown something else up.

My office is situated about 3/4 of a mile from the Addison airport. And two or three jets a day pass close enough to my building to really sound like they're cutting it close. And EVERY fucking time I stop what I'm doing and wait for an impact to send me hurtling down the hallway to the nearest fire exit.

Five years ago I worked on the 33rd floor of an office building in downtown Dallas. I did the fire drill once (a week after Sept. 11). It was a giant whipping, but I cannot begin to imagine what it would be like to do that walk with hordes of people who were honestly fearing for their lives.

In the words of Mary Gauthier, "Every living thing could use a little mercy now."

God help us all.