I had to go to the post office today to mail some packages. While waiting in line, I decided to be productive by answering a few emails.
Once up at the counter, the postal agent noticed I had forgotten a number on the zip code for one of my packages. No problem, the address came from and email so I looked it up on my phone and gave it to her.
Then, I requested tracking and proof of delivery for one of my packages. the postal agent processed the tracking slip and handed me my copy. As soon as I received it, I placed it on the counter and used my iPhone to take a snapshot note into Evernote. In doing so, the photo gets uploaded to the “cloud”, the text in the photo of that slip is run through OCR and made searchable, and then it is synced to my various machines. Therefore, no need for the slip.
iPhone = Game Changer.
Service: Online Only: The New Yorker: This is the photo Colin Powell discussed during his endorsement of Obama. Beautiful.
A designer knows he has achieved perfection not when there is nothing left to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.
I think this is probably pretty close to the mark.
Vision without action is a daydream; action without vision is a nightmare.
That’s the thing with magic. You’ve got to know it’s still here, all around us, or it just stays invisible for you.
The current state of our bathroom in the midst of renovation for an upcoming TV show on the DIY Network.
I say to you, this morning, that if you have never found something so dear and precious to you that you will die for it, then you aren’t fit to live.
You may be 38 years old, as I happen to be, and one day, some great opportunity stands before you and calls upon you to stand for some great principle, some great issue, some great cause. And you refuse to do it because you are afraid.
You refuse to do it because you want to live longer. You’re afraid that you will lose your job, or you are afraid that you will be criticized or that you will lose your popularity, or you’re afraid that somebody will stab or shoot or bomb your house. So you refuse to take a stand.
Well, you may go on and live until you are ninety, but you are just as dead at 38 as you would be at ninety.
And the cessation of breathing in your life is but the belated announcement of an earlier death of the spirit.
You died when you refused to stand up for right.
You died when you refused to stand up for truth.
You died when you refused to stand up for justice.
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
From the sermon “But, If Not” delivered at Ebenezer Baptist Church on November 5, 1967.