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How do you know your husband is a saint?
He doesn’t kill you (or even get mad!) when you spill a cup of coffee on his laptop 1.5 weeks before his doctoral thesis is due.
Wow, I’m a lucky woman!
P.S. Don’t worry, his data is fine. Just the keyboard went wonky.
Mike says that Mavericks, Apple’s new operating system, is the first in the brand’s new plan to name its systems after surfing spots.
I think they should abort that scheme and continue on with other Top Gun characters.
Awesome.
Just took a nice big bite out of my apple and a slightly smaller bite out of its sticker.
Which is obviously the reason that though I get most FM channels on my little alarm clock radio, I don’t get NPR.
I woke up to freakin’ “I Will Survive (hey, hey),” while the rest of the world heard that Steve Jobs resigned from Apple.
Though that particular tune might be applicable to the current mindset of journalists everywhere, I feel that actually hearing news upon waking from my slumber would be far more journalistic.
Honestly, is there anything more disappointing than a mealy apple?