Wednesday, April 23, 2008

My Dingleberry Helps Me Dingle Berries


While reading today's edition of the Chicago Tribune I came across a full page add on the back of Section 1. "What kind of bike is that familiar looking guy gallantly looking off page holding?" I wondered. "Hmm...a Seven." Upon closer inspection I discovered that it was Rob Vandermark Founder and President of Seven Cycles touting the wonders of his Blackberry to the world.


"It frees me up." Rob says. I doubt that. Most of these nefarious devices have proven to do quite the opposite ever since the suitcase sized cel phone. As long as that damn thing is on your person, you cannot escape work or wife.


The poor, naive bastard's been brainwashed...

7 comments:

Ari said...

Our next generation of people will have atrophied fingers like those mutant pigeons that I saw in Buenos Aires when I was a child.
What the hell are people writing about???
Ari

Ron said...

The makers of these devices are 'creating' the need when customers don't recognize it, which just means that those extra 200 functions on your cell phone are not needed at all in the first place. Soon everyone will buy what they don't need at all, one party becomes richer, one more stupid by the day.

The King said...

Embrace the technology my friend! I can't wait for the day a chip is installed in my head thus eliminating the need to fumble around trying to find the phone when it rings.

Anonymous said...

There's a reason they're nicknamed crackberry

Tanner said...

I just got done telling a customer how the bikes of the exteremely near future will have a USB port located somewhere near the stem, and every ride will be automatically downloaded to your computer for data perusal (watts, HR, GPS, MP3, etc...). He nodded with much gusto and told me how great that day in the near future will be.
I don't think that day will be 'great', but i kept my retail mouth shut.

Ari said...

Tanner, sell, sell, sell and keep the doors of the shop open.
Ari

strangelife said...

ron- you caught my drift. well put.

king- i always knew you were a borg.

tanner- that's one mean technological cocktail you served to the poor sap. next round's on me.

ari- "The Mutant Pidgeons that Ate Buenos Aires" just might sell to Fox or Universal. Copyright that shit.