Vendor-Client Relationships

I know the comments say that this could be any industry. However, they are wrong. This is technology...plain and simple.

I've witnessed different derivations of this (via conference calls, tradeshows, in-office visits) among vendors and customers, vendors and other vendors, vendors and resellers, resellers and customers, etc.

This is spot on, and it's hilarious. Many thanks to my favorite wire service rep, Molly! Enjoy!

P.S. I had this video embedded, but it wouldn't shrink to the size I wanted, so I banged it and inserted it as links instead. Still amazing.

In from Tech Crunch

At D7 today, Kara Swisher sat down with Huffington Post’s Arianna Huffington and Washington Post’s Digital Chief Katharine Weymouth to discuss a topic that has been beaten to death: old vs. new media. Much of the interview was spent massaging each other’s egos, with each praising the other for the quality of their respective publication’s journalism.

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Well, duh, people pay to subscribe to the Wall Street Journal. It's the freaking Wall Street Journal! As much I think what I have to say is exciting valuable interesting important moderately amusing at times, NO ONE is going to pay to read my nonsense. Arianna Huffington talking about porn, though...that's a must read. Ugh.

Anything you can do, I can do better...

Expect 18 Android Phones by Year's End

Dear iPhone,

You are about to become roadkill on our march toward world domination.

Love,

Google.

Article of the Day - Stirrups in the WSJ

I would have posted this yesterday when it ran, but I didn't see it until today. There are so many elements of greatness to this.

First of all, there is an article about stirrups, which are part of a proper baseball uniform. You put on socks to do anything. You put on stirrups to play ball.

Secondly, this appears in The Wall Street Journal. Enough said.

Fantastic headline.

Paul Lukas is quoted, which means it will be great.

And, finally, this graphic appears.

Sultans of Sock: Stirrups Hang On in Minor Leagues

Baseball Players Wear Them Under Orders; Fashionable Pelicans

MYRTLE BEACH, S.C. -- Michael Broadway pulled up his blue baseball socks, the kind with no heel and no toe. He admired the way they looped under his instep, revealing the half-moons of the white socks he wears underneath them. (more)

You Won't Do It...

This guy will.



wow.

Freshman Awards Night

Final Record: 11-9 (6-4 Mission League)

MVP: Christian Priori Priore
Best Offensive Player: Danny Avalos
Best Pitcher: Francisco Cerda ¡Víva Chile!
Gold Glove: Nick Morton

Congrats to my boys...love the work that was put in. This team got better over the course of the season, and the nucleus of it will be a force to be reckoned with as they progress through their high school careers and, hopefully, beyond. I'm certainly going to miss the games, but it's time for me to reclaim my Saturdays as my own.

Egg egg, boys.

Happy Birthday!

To 10% of my readership! Sorry I'm out of town this weekend and missing your b-day festivities :( Have a drink for me!

Song of the Day - "Long Cool Woman"

Newest addition to the Last Call set list courtesy of Toph...no real rhyme or reason to why it's the song of the day today. Just a flat out good jam.



Saturday night I was downtown
Working for the FBI
Sitting in a nest of bad men
Whiskey bottles piling high

Bootlegging boozer on the west side
Full of people who are doing wrong
Just about to call up the DA man
When I heard this woman singing a song

A pair of 45's made me open my eyes
My temperature started to rise
She was a long cool woman in a black dress
Just a 5'9, beautiful tall
With just one look I was a bad mess
'cos that long cool woman had it all

I saw her headin' to the table
Well a tall walking big black cat
When Charlie said I hope that you're able boy
Well I'm telling you she knows where it's at
Well suddenly we heard the sirens
And everybody started to run
A jumping out of doors and tables
Well I heard somebody shooting a gun

Well the DA was pumping my left hand
And then she was a-holding my right
Well I told her don't get scared
'cos you're gonna be spared
Well I've gotta be forgiven
If I wanna spend my living
With a long cool woman in a black dress
Just a 5'9, beautiful tall
Well, with just one look i was a bad mess
'cos that long cool woman had it all

Wow

Any of you who still wonder why print media is dying, read this.

Third Consecutive...

Night in the office past 7 p.m. Among softball games, feature stories and an upcoming product launch, it is busy times at the DJA. I'm finally starting to adjust to my new accounts and don't quite feel so much like I'm drowning. Now I'm just regulation busy as opposed to buried. Gotta hit it hard tomorrow, though, so I can get out of the office in time for prom Friday night. Oh, the adventure!

Fortune Cookie

Dinner w/ Mosh at Mongolian in C Town...quote list and commentary to follow:

"This coming Friday will be an exciting time for you."

OK...so I promised a quote list, but all I remember were my two gems about my car having the measles (because a tree dropped a bunch of crap on it and it had crazy spots everywhere) and about how there was no way Mongolian BBQ could be authentic (because no tribe of nomadic people was going to cruise around northern China with a freaking giant iron plate).

The humor in the fortune clearly links to prom this Friday night, which will be an adventure. Post-prom drinking at Robby's house one of the local bars (probably Dargan's...who's kidding who?) will include Mosh and Jordty. This is going to be a solid evening.

In other news, work is making me deserve, so updates have been few and far between. I apologize. Especially, since there is the story of last Saturday and me almost taking the first ejection of my coaching career. I was right. The umpire was wrong. I kind of wish I had gotten tossed now, because that zero actually admitted it after the fact. He could have spent the back end of that game knowing he ran me for being right. Garbage.