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I got a Google Wave invite yesterday and now I have it but I don’t think I’ll really use it. This diagram by Michael Piatek shows exactly why.
Send me your Google Wave invite. Seriously, I want to try it out, but haven’t been able to score an invite. The image captures reality perfectly.
UPDATE: coincidentally, I got my invite in my inbox this morning. Guess I’ll find out soon enough how true this is.
On Monday, November 9th, I went with an alumni group to see the Manhattan School of Music Jazz Orchestra with David Liebman perform at Dizzy’s Coca Cola Club as a part of Jazz at Lincoln Center.
The music they played was a great selection, which escapes me at the moment. The execution was good, not great. But considering that a third of the band was comprised of 17 and 18 year olds, it was rather remarkable.
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— Me
I do my own service in real life that allows me to thank you in person, but I wanted my interwebs person to remind in posterity that I honor and acknowledge your dedication, sacrifice and love for this great country of ours.
So be you a serviceman past or present, Army or Navy, Air Force or Marine, Lt. Colonel or Specialist First Class, Active Duty or Reserve, National Guard or State Militia, decorated or forgotten by history as an individual. We recognize you all, together, on this day.
Hopefully, posts will go to Twitter. This is going to test that theory.
So maybe it’s not really a sell out. It’s just being lazy. But I feel guilty about sticking with AT&T in upgrading my phone and recommitting for another two years. I know they’re going to lose some of the iPhone bog in Q3 2010 when Verizon gets a piece of the Apple pie; nevertheless, there’s pressure to move to the big V so you can say “There’s a Map for That.”
All in all, I was assisted by a lovely customer service operator who matched the Verizon Bold price and tossed in a large account credit and free shipping (the free shipping always is what gets me… damn you Amazon Prime!!!).
I can’t wait to be 3GS though.
From the same trip as the below photo favorite, I’ve got the below video of our ersatz golfing compadres. Apparently, Iguanas were introduced to the Miami area as pets and have exploded in population (much like alligators and the NYC sewers).
It’s the one year anniversary of the election of Barack Obama, a great day for most New Yorkers. We’re celebrating it by reelecting a rich white Republican over an African American Democrat… and we’re going to feel good about doing it.
President Obama himself endorsed Thompson with such fervor and intensity that he forgot to use him name and instead endorsed the “Democratic candidate for Mayor.” The subtext there is that even Democrats are only doing just enough to show party solidarity while winking at Mayor Mike and noting that they too think he’s doing a stand up job.
At somewhere between 5’ and 5’3”, it can sometimes be difficult to discern when Bloomberg is standing, but there’s little doubt that he’s the finest Mayor since Laguardia. He’s sheparded the City through a joint security and economic catastrophe upon taking office and an economic meltdown of epic proportions in the past 18 months. He’s strengthened schools and improved on the run of great crime numbers despite two economic collapses. Most importantly, he’s taken a stand against both obesity and smoking and has followed in Giuliani’s footsteps as a national leader among US Mayors.
All of this is why Bill Thompson’s only argument against electing Mayor Mike is that he’s only able to run because he subverted “the will of the people” in respect of term limits. He doesn’t even attack Bloomberg for being a dictator because he knows that Mike is a benevolent dictator and one who the City perhaps even needs at this point. There is no doubt that Bloomberg would be the better Mayor, so Thompson is just hoping that New Yorkers will cut off their nose to spite their face.
Ultimately, I will battle the knowledge that Mike will probably win by 20 points over Ruth Messinger… err, I mean Bill Thompson. I’ll get out to my polling station and pull my lever around 8:30 tonight and proudly vote for our Lilliputian Supreme Commander. Not only because he’s the better candidate, but because he’s the best candidate for Mayor that I’m likely ever going to be able to vote for.
And on the Sixth Day, Tumblr screwed up on me. PS. On the Seventh Day, Tim Tebow rested.
My “V” review somehow got all codey and messed up. I’ll repost it tonight from home.
Until then.
