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.
How ridiculous is this: my entire office, and me in particular, are excited year after year when our insurance company sends us a metal canister of three different flavors of popcorn (amusingly named “Three [more...]
I have many vivid memories of San Jose from when I was a kid, and one of them revisted me this morning while Diego and I were out for a walk. A few doors down, we encountered this guy on the sidewalk. He was just [more...]
D-Day vet goes AWOL from home, is found in Normandy. Read all about it at USA Today.