Fourth Rich?

Being no stranger to dumb mistakes myself, I suppose I shouldn't laugh too hard, but this is just too darn funny to pass up.

via The Macalope

Well, blow me down

Last month I was sceptical that we would ever see the promised second part to Seb Janacek's 10 worst things about Apple. Well Seb has finally got around to telling us what he thinks are the 10 best things about Apple.

He need not have bothered. He has written a half-arsed article that barely scratches the surface of the good things about a great and complex company such as Apple.

Seb, please, no more of this luke warm praise. And don't come round my Apple Orchard anytime soon, I'm keeping an empty cider cask nearby with the express purpose of marrying it with your head if I catch sight of you.

BFF

Daniel Eran over at Roughly Drafted really doesn't like some of the things that Paul Thurott has had to say about Apple over the last few years. Writing his article must have been cathartic because it seems to me that a lot of pent up anger went into compiling it.

It must have taken a lot of goading for him to say that:

"Paul, has it not occurred to you that it is actually you who is the rabble-rousing, mouthy, vitriolic, ignorant jerk?"

Now there is no doubting that Thurott is evangelical in his support of Windows and Daniel has gone to a lot of trouble to show a pattern of behavior, and the result is a captivating read.

For that Daniel goes on the list of people who can drop by for a drink of the best MacStrawman Cider whenever he is in the neighborhood.

Wet behind the ears

Loads of people believe that Google treats its employees like kids and that it is a Good Thing™. Well Macuser takes it one further, because over there the bloggers are kids.

Yesterday I ragged on Thomas double-barrel whatshisname about his pronunciation. It turns out that the poor guy is only 15 and probably hasn't got to that chapter in the school syllabus yet.

Contrary to what you may think, 'lil Tommy isn't the youngest blogger on the roll, that honour goes to old hand Aaron Freedman who is 14.

In this type of company I feel like a fossil. Like all old fossils, I've got a hankering for the good old days round about last week when you could count on your friendly neighbourhood blogger being old enough to do the basics like drink, drive and vote, maybe even in that order.

It's time to head on over to the Reality Distortion Field, because I'm going to need a whole lot of cider to get over this one.