How about for the Mac Book I use at work, but where I use my own Apple ID? I think corporate Macs would *have* to have some non-AppStore method for getting Lion.

OK, that hurt.

It was written, "Maintaining an farm of mail servers for what is a relatively low volume of correspondence doesn't make much sense. "

Allow me to offer a new alternative: search your corporate soul and decide whether the email you're sending is really that important.

I got one of these notices from my CC company, and it made me really mad when I thought about how I have *never* received an email from them that wasn't an attempt to sell a balance transfer or other undesired service. Ugh.

The IT staff at B.C. (disclosure: my alma mater) is very clueful. For example, I was up there two weeks ago for a regional higher-ed event called Security Camp that they hosted, and their speaker was as current and savvy as the other speakers (who included a Senior Auditor from UMass, a guy from Harvard, and someone from Children's Hospital).

I have no doubt that they redacted the page because, as was pointed out, the language was awkward -- and not because they "got caught" doing something.

"It's an ad!"

Longer version: the author describes a problem and then -- wonder of wonders! -- is selling something.

The "Exalogic Elastic Compute Cloud" sounds more like something from "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" to me. Is that how he defeats the Vermicious Knids in the second book?

As a Minnesotan I used to take some joy in making fun of Canadians, but I have to apologize here & now, and tell you how much that impresses me.

As an English major at Boston College I had to buy the professor's book on poetry. (As if I couldn't find classic poems in English elsewhere?) He was a fixture on campus, but I found him a bit of a blowhard.

It was a required course, too, so there was no way you were going to escape buying it: Ha-Ha :7(

(Cue raucous applause, pounding on tables, wolf whistles, and shouts of "bravo!" and "huzzah!")

Even more to the point: those Cape Codders let the big Deer Island sewage digesters go up within sight of downtown Boston, but not a few lovely windmills? What hypocrites.
            http://www.sgh.com/projects/water-wastewater/deer-island-digesters/

      Say, there's wind turbines there, too!
            http://www.mwra.state.ma.us/03sewer/html/renewableenergydi.htm

This Is Just To Say
by William Carlos Williams

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold

I really can't understand your sex-as-media-piracy analogy, and what's worse is that I'm having trouble figuring out how to remap it to a car analogy. Could you maybe rephrase it?

Will the good people at Public.Resource.Org do the ripping & close-captioning for us, perhaps?

>
>He's a professional bicyclist. Not being able to go to France is basically ruining his career.
> It's like saying you can keep your car but no gas.
> It's like saying you can have your pizza but no crust.
>

      It's like raaaaaaiiiiiiiiiin on your wedding day....

My new solution: I now keep a dead Dunkin Donuts card [though any dead gift card should do] in a pocket of each jacket, and I can clear my windshield in under a minute.

And yes, I *did* grow up in the windshield-scraping glory days when the Minnesota driver's license was built on a nice, thick piece of plastic.