Goodbye, Steve. Thanks for everything.
(Image from a set by Mike Matas from the day in 2005 Jobs came to test out Photobooth filters.)
I feel the caption should read: “Time for Tubby Bye-Bye.”
I’ve spent a considerable chunk of the morning trying to work out if anyone else other than family or friends has made such a substantial difference to my life.
Just hoping that someone else will come along at Apple who’s willing to spend so much of their life making so much of mine so much easier.
Although he never did quite get around to Fembots or ‘iPie’, so there’s certainly some headroom available…
End of an era. Start of a new one.
That’s my favourite from the set as well. Fourth.
Steve, those bitches will never think they can use your toothbrush again.
So long, and thanks for everything you’ve done Steve! My thoughts go out to your fellow ninjas. Ganbatte!
Family man. That’s his greatest legacy.
If I’d only remembered my jacket, I could’ve met him.
A little more void in the void, darling.
I wasn’t ready for him to go yet, but then I never would have been.
Technology! Whisky! Maybe not as much Sexy!
Off to the big iCloud…
I wish he’d written a book on management. It could have been his greatest legacy ever. I hope the people who worked with him remember and practice everything they learned from him.
And since someone should say it, I will: Thank God for Steve Jobs.
Made computing possible for technophobes like me.
When I can see again I’ll get back to work.
OSC — According to an article in Fortune (from the 500 issue), Apple did prepare numerous case studies, but for internal use only. I guess you’ll have to work there to learn the best practices.
And as weird as that SJ picture is, it’s not as creepy as any of those Gruber pictures.
Any word from The Entity on how Steve’s doing on the other side?
If anyone/anything would know, it would be he/she/it.
sigh. twenty-first. we’ll miss you steve.
This is not Steve-related, but might be of interest. So over at Macworld, the rumor was floated today that Moltz is the Macalope. Which I suppose would mean that since Moltz is Gruber, then Gruber is also the Macalope.
If a=b and b=c, then a=c, right?
I mean, have the three of them ever been seen in the same photo? Didn’t think so.
Makes my head spin, which is appropriate for Hallowe’en, I suppose.
Can’t be true. The Macalope sucks. And is unfunny. So Moltz can’t be the Macalope. Unless he’s lost it.
Lost the Macalope? Kinda hard to miss, one would think.
My Pants™ agree with me.
Damned pronoun trouble!
I feel like Daffy Duck…
On this side of the Pond, a Macalope is a Scottish leaping deer.
Now you’re just making things up, which is strange because you have always before told only the truth. However, I welcome your new unreliability.
Sort of like the Heisenberg Uncertainty Principle for comments.
I’d make a comment on that, but I’m not too sure about it.
I’m not sure I’d have made that comment if I were you. I darn near didn’t make this one, if indeed I did.
Please delete this comment.
Ahem. I think you meant Command-Z, no?
That’s what I get for typing this while at work. On a non-Mac.
Does it matter that I really don’t have to look at the keyboard?
I’ll go hide in the corner now… [shame]
It’s okay. I have to use a Windows machine at work as well, although I would never admit that to anyone under any circumstances. You didn’t hear that from me. Keep it under your hat, on the low-down.
I can’t convince my office’s IT people to stay current on the Software That Shall Not Be Named. I imagine suggesting the we add Macs to the mix would give the guy a heart attack. (But from a practical perspective, we can’t, because there’s some software we use that does not have a Mac client. Those bastards!)
You have machines for Windows?
On this side of the Pond we still use glass.
*looks around for…*
*searches through backpack*
*removes aerosol can*
..shake shake shake…
*Applies liberal coat of Hum Remover*
*ponders for a moment*
*applies Republican coat of Hum Remover*
So all we’re left with is a bunch of “ho”s.
Sue, I’m with you. Nothing’s happening here. Nothing at Nate’a either. Somebady needs to entertain us. Guess I’ll go look at the Giga-Post.
If I were clever enough, I’d write my own blog and entertain myself.
All I want for Christmas is a new post. You know, one with words.
Yes, Moltz once was a man of words, if not a man of his word. I remember those days. It was a kinder, gentler time, when people went on picnics, and played croquet for fun. Everybody voted on election days and nobody complained about the weather. Those days are long past.
Would one of these posts with words do?
Some people are just too funny for words. Thanks for the giggle.
Okay guys and gals. Let’s at least get onto the next page.
We need to get on the same page, for sure. How do we know which page will be the next?
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