Archive for May, 2006

Salute!

Thursday, May 25th, 2006

I am proud of myself – for having the courage – to say no!

To celebrate, I want to share a “poem” with my blogger friends who may not be familiar with Apple’s Think Different campaign:

Here’s to the crazy ones.

The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently.

They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo.

You can praise them, disagree with them, quote them, disbelieve them, glorify or vilify them.

About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things.

They invent. They imagine. They heal. They explore. They create. They inspire. They push the human race forward.

Maybe they have to be crazy.

How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art? Or sit in silence and hear a song that’s never been written? Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels?

We make tools for these kinds of people.

While some see them as the crazy ones, we see genius.

Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world,
are the ones who do.

New Toys

Wednesday, May 3rd, 2006

The weekend was fantabulous. My LaCie 250 GB Hard Drive arrived from Singapore, followed by a pair of gorgeous Harman Kardon SoundSticks. Tomorrow promises three books from Amazon. Wheeeee!

The bright red, lego brick hard drive has a super-fast USB 2.0 interface and I am using it as a backup drive for my mother and me. LaCie ships the drive with a nifty backup utility called SilverKeeper which, so far, is pretty cool. As it does automated, incremental backups, there is simply no excuse now to not keep stuff safe and duplicated.

The SoundSticks look delicious and sound great. So far, I have listened to Zucherro/Miles Davis performing Dune Mosse, and Simon & Garfunkel’s Concert in Central Park.

The SoundSticks have belted out some iPod guilty pleasure as well but am not naming names. At least it wasn’t James Blunt – our generation’s equivalent of Michael Bolton. Or was Michael Bolton my generation? Shit, I am going to be 32 in a little over a month.