With the name “Time Machine,” I guess I should have realized the similarity sooner:
Every time I run Time Machine I expect to see Steve Job’s face zooming in and the familiar dum-de-dum dum-de-dum theme music playing.
With the name “Time Machine,” I guess I should have realized the similarity sooner:
Every time I run Time Machine I expect to see Steve Job’s face zooming in and the familiar dum-de-dum dum-de-dum theme music playing.
Just a few more Google maps for you. See what I’ve been doing lately instead of watching my power-hogging TV? The Montcalm Hotel, where I stayed in London BBC Television Centre. In this aerial (heh… a pun on [more...]
For some time now, I’ve been gushing about the revival of Dr. Who, which I’m ashamed to admit I’ve been watching through the copyright-infringing activities of folks in the UK who were just as annoyed [more...]
Who sewed your shirt? Harvested your coffee? Picked your tomatoes?