Review: “I’m a PC” Commercial – Microsoft & Apple

Microsoft just can’t stop robbing Apple. First, it was operating systems, now it’s commercials. 

Back in 2006, Microsoft released Vista to a roar of boos. Not only was it slower than XP, but it had software compatibility issues, questionable security features, anti-piracy technology that detected “counterfeit or non-genuine” software on a person’s computer (college kids loved that) and not to mention, it sapped laptop battery life twice as fast as XP, according to tests by CNET and others. 

And other folks claimed Vista’s aesthetic and user-controls were eerily similar to Apple’s OSX operating system which suggested copyright violation. 

Check out the new 3-D chess game Microsoft built into Vista.

Look a little like Apple’s?

But that’s little stuff. How about bigger stuff? For instance, for years Mac users enjoyed a quick app built into the operating system that had an address locator, a calculator, weather reports, language translations, among other things. Apple calls them “widgets” and it’s a Mac staple. Here’s a picture:

Well, Vista now has a similar application. Microsoft calls them “gadgets” (or “stolen ideas” for short):

Other applications in Vista that look and feel like Mac’s include: Apple’s iPhoto and Finder.

So, is it any surprise Microsoft’s new marketing campaign is again ripping off Apple?

Apple: 

Vista: 

StoogeTV – R.I.P.

uh oh

StoogeTV is down. Not sure what’s up, but I’m going with terrorism. In the meantime, try http://us.zaptiger.com for games online.

Big Savings on Snobbery

Forget shopping at thrift stores. If you’re broke, head to Fifth Avenue:

Luxury Prices Are Falling; the Sky, Too

“THE world is a strange place right now,” a salesman on the main floor at Bergdorf Goodman said as shoppers pawed through handbags piled on counters like discount merchandise at Century 21. “It’s off its axis.”

The handbags, like a lot else at the Fifth Avenue retailer, had been marked down 40 percent and are likely to go lower as seasonal sale days wear on. “Sixty percent off is the new black,” as Patricia Marx wryly noted in the Dec. 8 issue of The New Yorker. Yet the discounts at Bergdorf are far from the deepest among luxury retailers around the city.

In a move that caused consternation among its high-toned competitors along Fifth Avenue, Saks slashed the bulk of its fall fashion and accessories up to 70 percent over Thanksgiving weekend — to what some termed limbo lows.

…yet much of the merchandise is still turning a profit. Even with the 70 percent discount.

Who’s Stevie Jay?

I love you, you can’t stop me!

                                           -S.J.

Stevie Jay has this story—about his first apartment. Cozy enough except the bedroom walls were hideous, colored “hospital-green”. So, he hired a painter.

When the job was done, the painter called and Stevie came by. Looking around the room, he saw a spot the painter had missed near the ceiling.

He mentioned it. The painter stretched his neck and squinted.

He shrugged. “Oh, that?” he said. “That’s nothin’. Believe me, if you don’t look up there, you don’t really notice.”

Problem is that never happens. Stevie makes his living as a performance artist. And his material comes precisely from looking at those things others ignore. Such as themselves. 

Half comedian, half existentialist extraordinaire, Stevie, the “wisecracking prophet,” as a reviewer once called him, dubs his show “Life Love Sex Death…and other works in progress.” 

Like Bob Dylan’s music and Lenny Bruce’s comedy in the 1960’s, Stevie’s shows often transcends its entertainment value—becoming more a therapy session. Which is how it began.

In his mid-20’s, long before the stage years, Stevie joined a commune, living with other soul-seekers in a large house in Virginia. They met daily for intense psychoanalysis sessions. For hours, the group would sit in a large circle, often berating each other on their weaknesses, in the hopes of some Buddhist epiphany.

“We were essentially hypnotized into believing we were the scum of the Earth simply because we were human beings,” he remembers.

Rough as it was, Stevie credits the sessions for helping him see the dormant crevices of his boarded psyche that later fueled his material. 

The shows are intensely intimate—dim stage lights, candles, a couch—focusing mainly on relationships, the self and the difficulty connecting the two. 

“The core theme of the show explores the struggles we all go through as human beings,” says Jay. “To live our lives honestly and passionately—to love fearlessly, to risk rejection, and to reach out to people we’re attracted to even when we’re scared.”

How about tolerance?

“We don’t need tolerance,” he says. “Tolerance implies putting up with something that’s unpleasant. What I need to ‘tolerate’ is the leaf blower on my cul-de-sac. I don’t need to ‘tolerate’ my neighbors.”

Through the decade-long life of the show, he has developed a cult-like following, especially on college campuses where he performs often.

Evan Merida, a graduate of Indiana University, was once an audience member. Now he is Stevie’s booking agent.

“I can say, without hesitation, that you will be hard-pressed to find another program that reaches as diverse an audience and hits as many topic as “Life Love Sex Death…and other works in progress,” says Merida.

Stevie’s desk drawers are filled with thank-you letters. His email inbox a museum of love.

On his website, he shares one such letter from a female student at Indiana University. It’s a common one. 

“When [the performance] was all over, my boyfriend and I went upstairs to our room, closed the door, and burst into tears,” the young woman wrote. “We didn’t have to ask each other why we were crying—we knew why.”

 www.steviejay3.com

A Salute to Odetta

Nice piece about Odetta on “All Things Considered” this afternoon. A special tribute by NPR’s Daniel Zwerdling.

Odetta: Legendary Folk Singer Dies At 77

The moment you saw and heard Odetta, there was no way you could forget her. She stood on the stage, back in her prime, like a lioness. Strong body. Strong stance. Short, short hair. Big earrings jangling like swords. One moment she’d grimace like something was hurting.

Then suddenly Odetta would smile. And you’d melt.

Miss You, Sean

On NFL Draft Day 2004, Gregg Williams—the defensive head coach of the Washington Redskins—stood on top of a table to make his point. Looking down at his colleagues, the owner, the General Manager, a Hall of Fame head coach. His message was clear.

For days the debate was “Who do we draft at #5?”. The choice narrowed to two: either Miami University tight-end star Kellen Winslow or fellow Miami star, free safety Sean Taylor.

Both players filled a need. Both were “can’t miss” prospects. Both would be available at #5.

Rumor has it Dan Snyder wanted Winslow. The Redskins owner loves the high-profile, charismatic scoring threat—(but who doesn’t really?)

Williams wasn’t having it. If you’ve ever watched Sean Taylor play—either at the University of Miami or with the Redskins—it was obvious. The kid was special.

Williams got his wish.

Three years later, Taylor was not only the most feared—truly feared—defensive player in the most angriest of all sports, but he led the league in interceptions. (Even three weeks after his death)

On Sunday, he was inducted into the Redskins Ring of Fame. We’ll miss you Sean. 

Anne Hathaway

Not all actresses have talent.

Some land on the cover of Vogue with dress and smile alone. Large breasts. A publicist.

Sure, a stereotype but true—and hard to overcome. Attractive people get the better job, make more money, live it up.

Ever notice how often the hero of a film is handsome and the villain ugly?

Still, good looks in Hollywood doesn’t translate to respect necessarily. Sometimes it’s a problem. Many aren’t taken seriously—just written off as marketing ploys to win at the box office. But there are others…

Anne Hathaway could have retired on a picture deal with Disney. Her beauty, girlish charm and modest smile is a perfect fit with the company. A life-long relationship probably danced in the dreams of company big shots. But then she got naked in “Havoc”, playing a character different  from her wholesome, family image.

Was she a spoiled Hollywood actress whose pretension outweighed her ability? A stomping teenager? Maybe ungrateful?

Turns out she just likes to act. And does it well.

For proof, go watch “Rachel Getting Married,” a family-in-crisis film so poignant and universal that it should run on muted-repeat behind the podium of an AA meeting. Here, she plays an alienated youth fresh out of rehab, recovering from parental neglect as much as drugs.

Of course, she’s beautiful. But she’s more than that. She transcended it and became…what? An artist? Maybe, but that’s better served for off-Broadway acts struggling to pay rent. So, what? How about something more scarce. More elegant. How about credible?

Great Ideas for Christmas

Nothing says “I love you” like a Kmart gift card.

Conveniently located just a few hundred miles from most major cities, Kmart is a shopper’s paradise, offering the latest in fashion, jewelry and appliances at an affordable cost, as well as a huge selection of electronics (that blows Radio Shack out of the water)—and don’t forget the toys!

Buy a $50 or a $100 gift card and your loved one will thank you.  

Check out the new Reebok Pumps, worn by NBA star Dee Brown.

Kmart has boomboxes, Nintendo Gameboy’s, even Rubik’s cubes—(Dad might like that too).  

Buy your wife or girlfriend a pink spandex exercise outfit. Or maybe just a simple wool suit to climb up that corporate ladder.

And music lovers will love the new cassette tapes from artists like Michael Jackson, Madonna and Guns N’ Roses on sale now for just $5.99.

 

Gift cards are available in the check-out.

The Worst Celebrities I Can Think Of

In honor of celeb week—the famous who avoided (what, in a sane world, should have been) obscurity:

 

5. The Commentators on VH1’s “Where are they Now?”

The only thing worse than a bombed celebrity are the Grade D comics and B-movie stand-ins on this show. You were hired by a second-rate “music” channel to spit criticism at celebrities more unfortunately famous than yourselves. Cute! Yeah, you’re funny. Yeah, you’re witty. Yeah, you still play to an empty house in Hollywood. (Then again who else could be such an acute judge of poor talent? Way to go to VH1.)

 

4. Hayden Christensen

Talk faster man! Why is this guy big? (How’d even get a gig?). No offense Hayden—you know, in a way, I admire you. You make a bundle of cash, royalties out the ying-yang and probably girls at your behest who are under the illusion that Natalie Portman found you desirable. Really, I don’t blame you. I blame drugs. And casting agents too high to know the difference between bad acting and good-looks. 

 

3. That Parachuting Writer Guy

I’m being mean. So, I’ll congratulate this character—a man so desperately in-love with his manuscript that he parachuted onto a soccer game in the U.K. to promote it. Not as successful as Kris Kristofferson but it got laughs—and high-fives from his mates at the pub.

 

 

2. The Nintendo Power Glove

You. 

Before technology worked, there was the Power Glove. A $100 waste of wrapping paper. Dasher of 12-year-old hopes and dreams of immortality, you couldn’t knock out Glass Joe. 

 

1. George Bush 

Had to be here.

Five Trends in Entertainment

 

• Fashion: Secondhand thrift stores selling clothes at 5th avenue prices.
• TV - Major network shows (such as NBC’s “Lost”) airing in the Spring, not the Fall.
• Fashion – Young males assimilating into differing sub-cultures with clown-baggy or runway-tight clothing.
• Technology - The attraction of the Rockstar video game series. Why don’t these gamers just learn the instrument?
• Fashion – How life has changed for the “Big and Tall”. What happened to those clothing stores? Is it harder for a skinny guy to buy clothes? Would a chain of ”Small and Skinny” stores be successful? As successful as the “Big and Tall” stores of the 80’s?