Archive for May, 2008


Burn Down The House

Thursday, 8:53pm
Reno, NV
“Code Blue! Gimme the paddles…” Dr. House (alot)
Howdy…
You got a favorite TV show?
I was a charter member of the first TV-addicted generation, and I may yet live to see the end of network television as we’ve all known and loved it all these seasons.
The Web’s already killed it for the […]

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Tech Snobs, Geek Angels, and Dinobots

Monday, 7:33pm
Reno, NV
“You called me… Bizzaro. Must be my name.” Bizzaro, Superman’s twisted doppleganger (circa 1958)
Howdy…
I think I just created a new word.
Tell me what you think of it.
It came about this weekend while Michele and I were taking her nephew David out for a “grill lunch”. A grill lunch is where […]

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Lying Little Weasels

Monday, 9:28pm
Reno, NV
“You can always tell when he’s lying to you — his mouth is moving.”
Howdy…
Has anyone lied to you today?
Have you loosed a zinger yourself?
Do you have a sophisticated grading system for your own non-truths, so you can ameliorate any guilt you feel when you only lie a little tiny bit? Or only […]

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Yes, That Funky Email You Just Got Was A Mistake…

Thursday, 11:58am
Reno, NV
“No, really, everything’s fine, I swear it…”
Howdy…
If you received a strange email from my office this morning, please just delete it. And forgive us.
We trusted the geeks, and we got burned.
We’ve got our fingers crossed here that the damage has been somewhat controlled.
But damage there is.
The company that handles our […]

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The Amazing List of Vanishing Shit

Monday, 8:31pm
Reno, NV
“Where’s my flying car?”
Howdy…
This doesn’t exactly qualify as a “deep thought”… but I’m wondering what you can come up with to help fill out this list.
What list?
Why, the amazing “List Of Vanishing Shit”, of course.
It’s a low form of looking ahead. Prognosticating. And, maybe, predicting the future, too.
I started […]

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Gloating

Thursday, 8:17pm
Reno, NV
“…and I’m doing this, and I’m signing that…” Mick Jagger, “Satisfaction”
Howdy,
I’m gonna be flat-out honest with you: I’m freaking exhausted.
The “17 Points” workshop is in the can, but it took a piece out of us to pull off. Three entire days, morning to evening, locked in mortal combat with Truth, […]

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