I’m sorry, but the otherwise-intelligent people losing their shit over Twitter having a service interruption is beyond comedic. What did they do before it was invented?
More salient: what will they do when the Zombie Apocalypse™ begins, and their spiffy new Blackberry Z10 social media platform won’t halt an onslaught of the undead?
Pennywise provides an anthem for the generations. Good God, I love this song.
Calderon, in particular, had become the heart of the Raptors squad in his eight years with the team. To lose him and Davis – who was much loved by fans, too – is awful.
Question for head office: why didn’t you trade the $23 million dud instead?
And she is so so so so so happy. Meanwhile, I feel so so so so old.
My apologies to Kady et al., but if the new Berry ditches its USP – the keyboard – it’ll end up ditching lots more customers. I mean, when choosing between an iPhone and a wannabe iPhone, why not choose the real thing? (It’s a proposition that applies in politics, and will again, soon enough.)
But what I love about this report is the undisguised carnal tone to the writing and the comments. These guys lust after smart phones in the way my sons rhapsodize about Megan Fox. It’s actually creepy, when you consider it’s a thing.
Where you live, in this business, indeed matters. That’s why you see so many Ottawa-based politicos on the shows beaming out of there. It just makes more economic sense – even if what they say doesn’t always make political sense.