Thursday, February 15, 2007

eighty gigs, baby

(A day late, but I couldn't resist..)

Check out young Steve, all lean and handsome, with that full thick head of dark hair, and those deep soulful almond-shaped eyes, those sexy bare feet, that cup of coffee and loaf of bread, that bottle of wine and those flowers: this is how I want you to imagine me. This was way back, back in the old days, the innocent days. Now just print this one out, ladies, and tape it up on your refrigerator, or bring it to bed with you, or better yet, I'll tell you what. Call up a florist and order yourself a dozen long-stem red roses. When the flowers arrive, clip this photo to them, along with a note saying they're from me. Hold those sexy flowers to your nose and drink in their fragrance and remember how special and sexy you are to me.

-from "A Valentine From Steve Jobs"

Read the whole hilarious post here.

Friday, February 09, 2007

blogger mobile, take two

the fancy phone is back from the wilds of Bloomington, IN, where after some shock treatment is in newish working condition
adventures posted (somewhat) daily: