Hey, Mr. Producer, can you build me a computer for $399 and ship it over to my house? Throw in a self-fabricated printer for $49, too. And make it snappy.
-Nick Carr to Jeff Jarvis, in re Jeffro’s non-stop whining about his lemon Dell laptop from over a year ago.
Scenes from a future family reunion:
“Go talk to your granddad…we didn’t drive all the way to New Jersey for you sit here behind your Nintendo iGoggles.”
“But, Dad…all he ever wants to talk about is that stupid broken laptop and some dude named Micheal. Who even knows what a laptop is, for cripe’s sakes?”