from landon saunders' weekly email today:
"Respect is the ability to see a human being, not as a function, but as one who is engaged in a unique adventure that sets her apart from all the others."
cheers.
bigs
p.s. bueller? bueller?
Monday, October 27, 2003
Tuesday, October 21, 2003
see. pepsi is your friend.
Apple and Pepsi to Give Away 100 Million Free Songs
SAN FRANCISCO-October 16, 2003-Apple® and Pepsi-Cola North America today announced a historic promotion to legally give away 100 million free songs to Mac® and Windows PC users from Apple’s iTunes® Music Store. Beginning February 1, 100 million winning codes will be randomly seeded in 20 ounce and 1 liter bottles of Pepsi, Diet Pepsi and Sierra Mist, and the winning codes will be redeemable for a free song from the iTunes Music Store. Winners will simply go to Apple’s iTunes Music Store (www.iTunes.com), enter the code found under the bottle cap and choose any 99 cent song from the online store’s vast catalog of over 400,000 songs. The Pepsi iTunes promotion will kick-off with a Super Bowl ad on February 1, 2004, and will run until March 31, 2004.
“iTunes has revolutionized the way we buy music,” said Dawn Hudson, president of Pepsi-Cola North America. “iTunes provides music fans with a fast, reliable and easy way to get the music they want, when they want it. During the Pepsi iTunes promotion, they will be able to get more of their favorite music for free.”
“This historic promotion to legally give away 100 million free songs will go down in history as igniting the legal download market,” said Steve Jobs, Apple’s CEO. “Pepsi has marketed their products through music for generations, and this is going to be another one that is remembered for decades.”
Apple and Pepsi to Give Away 100 Million Free Songs
SAN FRANCISCO-October 16, 2003-Apple® and Pepsi-Cola North America today announced a historic promotion to legally give away 100 million free songs to Mac® and Windows PC users from Apple’s iTunes® Music Store. Beginning February 1, 100 million winning codes will be randomly seeded in 20 ounce and 1 liter bottles of Pepsi, Diet Pepsi and Sierra Mist, and the winning codes will be redeemable for a free song from the iTunes Music Store. Winners will simply go to Apple’s iTunes Music Store (www.iTunes.com), enter the code found under the bottle cap and choose any 99 cent song from the online store’s vast catalog of over 400,000 songs. The Pepsi iTunes promotion will kick-off with a Super Bowl ad on February 1, 2004, and will run until March 31, 2004.
“iTunes has revolutionized the way we buy music,” said Dawn Hudson, president of Pepsi-Cola North America. “iTunes provides music fans with a fast, reliable and easy way to get the music they want, when they want it. During the Pepsi iTunes promotion, they will be able to get more of their favorite music for free.”
“This historic promotion to legally give away 100 million free songs will go down in history as igniting the legal download market,” said Steve Jobs, Apple’s CEO. “Pepsi has marketed their products through music for generations, and this is going to be another one that is remembered for decades.”
Sunday, October 19, 2003
foreshadowing.
i don't know how else to explain it. that i saw the weather on a network affiliate last nite.
i never watch the weather.
but there it was, punctuating my channel surfing. some smiley, kinda wacky weatherdude yakking away about a five-day forecast. i saw about 100 seconds of him. he was telling me that it's gonna be warm on sunday. specifically, if you've got a jacket on in the morning, it'll be gone by afternoon.
click. onto something else. (endless summer II.) and off to sleep.
the earth turns. the sun appears. and, what do you know. it's the usual sunday morning rush. abbreviated shower. quick bite. tick-tock. tick-tock. battling time, i stand in my closet, contemplating my church attire.
curious. i think of that weather guy. "NO JACKET," he said.
i grab a suit, in spite of his confident weather forecast. easy. no-brainer. efficient. i mean, aside from the careful consideration one must give the dress sock selection -- allowing for subtle nuances or the occasional holiday motif -- there's no time wasted trying to match a snappy ensemble. bada-bing. i'm dressed.
coffee in the travel mug. kids loaded in the car. one last thing to grab upstairs. and as i pivot to sprint up the stairs, my momentum is interuppted by a violent tug on my left side.
ccchhhhh-rrrrrrrrriiiiiiippppppppppp.
that's the sound of my jacket's left pocket caught on the corner of our stairwell. jacket status: ruined. mind you, this is the same jacket that the weather oracle told me i wouldn't need.
bummer.
gotta go. i've got some important decisions to make this week -- and the weather is coming on.
i don't know how else to explain it. that i saw the weather on a network affiliate last nite.
i never watch the weather.
but there it was, punctuating my channel surfing. some smiley, kinda wacky weatherdude yakking away about a five-day forecast. i saw about 100 seconds of him. he was telling me that it's gonna be warm on sunday. specifically, if you've got a jacket on in the morning, it'll be gone by afternoon.
click. onto something else. (endless summer II.) and off to sleep.
the earth turns. the sun appears. and, what do you know. it's the usual sunday morning rush. abbreviated shower. quick bite. tick-tock. tick-tock. battling time, i stand in my closet, contemplating my church attire.
curious. i think of that weather guy. "NO JACKET," he said.
i grab a suit, in spite of his confident weather forecast. easy. no-brainer. efficient. i mean, aside from the careful consideration one must give the dress sock selection -- allowing for subtle nuances or the occasional holiday motif -- there's no time wasted trying to match a snappy ensemble. bada-bing. i'm dressed.
coffee in the travel mug. kids loaded in the car. one last thing to grab upstairs. and as i pivot to sprint up the stairs, my momentum is interuppted by a violent tug on my left side.
ccchhhhh-rrrrrrrrriiiiiiippppppppppp.
that's the sound of my jacket's left pocket caught on the corner of our stairwell. jacket status: ruined. mind you, this is the same jacket that the weather oracle told me i wouldn't need.
bummer.
gotta go. i've got some important decisions to make this week -- and the weather is coming on.
Saturday, October 18, 2003
it's good to be back at the dexter lake club.
sorry for the no-posts. i had nothing.
it's saturday nite. mary's gone to baltimore for days. kids are asleep. the single parent thing cuts down on mobility. feels like i'm under house arrest.
au revoir to kris. here's to a few postings from far-flung, exotic destinations.
more to come.
bigs
sorry for the no-posts. i had nothing.
it's saturday nite. mary's gone to baltimore for days. kids are asleep. the single parent thing cuts down on mobility. feels like i'm under house arrest.
au revoir to kris. here's to a few postings from far-flung, exotic destinations.
more to come.
bigs
Tuesday, October 14, 2003
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