Friday, July 15, 2011
ApesWillRise - Forget the Machines...
Why do we mess with Mother Nature, eh?
Well, I'll tell you why - you see what the movie doesn't explain is the chimps and apes were being modified to become better MpS schleps. That's right, the best way to make MpS so easy a chimp can do it, was to improve upon the chimp, not make MpS simpler.
Ergo, Caesar, leader of the MpS chimps.
Its true. After so many failed attempts to implement the 'F6 Protocol', otherwise known as the one button assessment-proposal-quarterly business review generator, the super suppliers of the day turned to something more hideous. Switching from combining databases, creating algorithms and automating selling, these companies invested R/D dollars in perfecting the MpS Sales Person.
Unlike Captain America, failed lab-chimps(Abby Normal?) became recombinant DNA test patients via augmented, third party toner infusions.
The results were devastating.
"Get your stinking paws off my printer, you damn, dirty ape!"
Friend Of DOTC Wins World Kubb Championship. What in the Hell is a Kubb?!!!
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| Viking Chess! |
Josh Feathers, in the green shirt, is a great friend of the MPSA and DOTC - and a "Knockerhead" - odd, that was my nickname back in college.
Anywho...I don't know what a Kubb is, but judging from this pic, beer may be involved, so how bad can it be?
Out of 84 teams, the Knockerheads prevailed, bringing home a national championship - not to shabby.
Congrats!
Put down the lager, and step up to double-Jacks!
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Look Into Your MpS RearViewMirror - Here Comes Our Future - Yes, that's a Red Mohawk...
"It's only a night, only a moment..."
As I explore the MpS Galaxy, I can't help but notice the generation gaps. Like the gaps between Brady Bunch and The Hills; between Lost In Space and BSG.
Gaps in the way our clients, OEMs, and we see our position in this digital realm; IRL.
We, and by we, I mean us in MpS old enough to remember ditto machines, blackboards, automobiles with ashtrays, 73 cents/gallon gasoline, Schoolhouse Rock, and Iron Eyes Cody, are so deep into how technology affects the corporate world, we sometimes miss the point.
Too deep in the forest to see the trees.
It can't be helped, we see things through a lens ground into shape by our personal past.
Mind the Gap -
Up until 3 days ago, I had only heard the name, Thirty Seconds to Mars, not their music. This song caught my ear, while listening to the Sirius Top 45 countdown. I wasn't overly impressed, but interested enough to look them up on YouTube.
Its almost cliche:
There is a young, U2 feel. I saw one or two Billy Idol moves; the gloves are Billy all the way - or Duran Duran.
Angst? Hell yes, but didn't every single generation think their time was 'the end of the World'? Don't all kids feel Lost and circle themselves together?
Since Elvis, music has attracted like-minded. Like spirited. Counter-insurgents, Contrarians, the idealistic youth.
This generation is no different than all others before them with one exception - the full integration of technology into every corner of their world. Closer to The Edge.
Which, is, of course, our world too, Closer to The Edge.
As I explore the MpS Galaxy, I can't help but notice the generation gaps. Like the gaps between Brady Bunch and The Hills; between Lost In Space and BSG.
Gaps in the way our clients, OEMs, and we see our position in this digital realm; IRL.
We, and by we, I mean us in MpS old enough to remember ditto machines, blackboards, automobiles with ashtrays, 73 cents/gallon gasoline, Schoolhouse Rock, and Iron Eyes Cody, are so deep into how technology affects the corporate world, we sometimes miss the point.
Too deep in the forest to see the trees.
It can't be helped, we see things through a lens ground into shape by our personal past.
Mind the Gap -
Up until 3 days ago, I had only heard the name, Thirty Seconds to Mars, not their music. This song caught my ear, while listening to the Sirius Top 45 countdown. I wasn't overly impressed, but interested enough to look them up on YouTube.
Its almost cliche:
There is a young, U2 feel. I saw one or two Billy Idol moves; the gloves are Billy all the way - or Duran Duran.
Angst? Hell yes, but didn't every single generation think their time was 'the end of the World'? Don't all kids feel Lost and circle themselves together?
Since Elvis, music has attracted like-minded. Like spirited. Counter-insurgents, Contrarians, the idealistic youth.
This generation is no different than all others before them with one exception - the full integration of technology into every corner of their world. Closer to The Edge.
Which, is, of course, our world too, Closer to The Edge.
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