"Every now and then when your life gets complicated and the weasels start closing in, the only cure is to load up on heinous chemicals and then drive like a bastard to Las Vegas..." - Hunter S. Thompson
31,000 feet on Delta flight 133 from New York to San Francisco, sandwiched between a rotund bald man and a skinny French kid in a checked shirt. I feel like the cheesy filling in an unsettlingly turbulent quiche.
Still, sub-prime conditions or no, I have a column to write: I pop open my laptop and fire up a clean browser window.
As a technology columnist, my craft can be distilled as follows: identify the week's hot-button topic, Google what other commentators are saying about it, pick a side, argue the opposite, get paid, don't read the comments. Piece of cake, right?
And this week, the first two of those steps has been made particularly easy. For the past few days, my fellow tech writers have been working themselves into a bubbling froth about the Valley's latest app du jour: Color.
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