Steve Jobs’ keynote is going on now!

http://www.macworld.com/news/2006/01/10/livekeynote/index.php

I came across Sarah Jio’s Web site and absolutely love it. Her free-lance clients are rather lust-worthy, as well.

Until Mr. Jobs unveils what’s next for Apple Computer:

http://www.macworldexpo.com/live/20/events/20SFO06A/keynotes

This time of year always makes me long for the past Macworlds I attended while in college. Steve Jobs and San Francisco, how I miss thee.

This is so very, very bizarre:

http://www.webmd.com/content/article/112/110455.htm

Saturday night was spent in fabulous Dundee. Matthew I began our night with dinner at Marks, an excellent little bistro above a posh art gallery. I sipped on a glass of wine while eating my chicken pad thai. Yum.

After dinner, we whipped over to the Dundee Dell for a few drinks. While we got a little tipsy at the bar, we played the game Let’s Name All 32 NFL Teams. Thanks to the little notebook in my purse, we were able to keep track of all the teams. Good times…and not a game we’d necessarily play while sober.

When we’re sober, it’s Scrabble all the way.

Confession: I madly miss “The Apprentice” on NBC. Word has it that next season will be filmed in Los Angeles. Certainly a nice change of pace from the gritty streets of New York City.

“You’re fired! And yes, I wear pink.”

Start searching eBay now…

http://www.cnn.com/2006/US/01/06/flawed.bill.ap/index.html

I was shopping at Target last night after work when I stopped in my tracks. Dangling from tiny, white, plastic hangers were…bathing suits.

In January. In Omaha, Neb.

When I’m pale and a bit flabby, I’m faced with patterned tops and bottoms, with lycra and bright colors, the flesh-toned built-in bras ready to “support me” on the beach or at the pool.

Wearing shorts while running at the Y is bad enough this time of year. (Check out my snow-white gams!) Trying on bathing suits? I think not.

Angry Office Manager (to Secretary): “I got your three-page e-mail, and I brought you a gift. It’s a clump of blank space. You can use it to separate long, rambling, unrelated sentences.”

Angry Office Manager: “Next week I’ll introduce you to a little curvy thing that I call a comma.”

Dilbert (to woman on a date): “You know what two things are very similar? Unpaid overtime and death. They both deny me the pleasures of being alive.”

Dilbert: “How about a good night kiss?”

Woman: “Hey, you found a third thing!”