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Pretty much every business competes on four basic vectors: meaningful features, distribution, marketing stories and value. Your widget does what others don’t, your widget can reach customers that others cannot, your widget is important to customers in a way that others aren’t or your widget is cheaper than everyone else’s. It’s always the same from whiskey to office furniture, video services to cars. Great businesses dominate on one or more vectors whereas struggling businesses don’t.
Ultimately, the Apple Watch has exceeded my quite high expectations. The complications and notifications fit into all the slivers of my life the iPhone has not, and the criticism I’ve levied at Siri has been primarily fueled by the appreciation of just how powerful it is to have a virtual assistant on my wrist instead of my pocket.
A great V.C. keeps his ears pricked for a disturbing story with the elements of a fairy tale. This tale begins in another age (which happens to be the future), and features a lowborn hero who knows a secret from his hardscrabble experience. The hero encounters royalty (the V.C.s) who test him, and he harnesses magic (technology) to prevail. The tale ends in heaping treasure chests for all, borne home on the unicorn’s back.
As always (well almost always), James nails it.
Good analysis.....this is exactly what we are doing at RBM.
Consumers don’t have the time or patience to buy visions. They buy emotions, easily expressed by single objects with a strong sense of identity. They buy selfie sticks, not solutions.
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If we can make solar power and affordable option in places like Victoria (in the Pacific Northwest), then it can work anywhere. In combination with this battery tech, it might be possible to get off the carbon monster and stop destroying the world.
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“In every actress’s life, the media decides when you finally reach the point where you’re not believably f&^kable anymore,” Louis-Dreyfus explains to a bewildered Schumer.
No one tells you, Fey says. But there are signs.
Powerful story....changes how you look at addiction.
Now this are some interesting high heeled shoes........
I can’t make schools change, no matter how much I advocate and complain. So I gave up on that and said, “You know what? I’m not going to change that. I send them to school, they do whatever they’re going to do, and it’s not very challenging and it doesn’t promote creativity. And then when they get out of school, it’s time for parents to shine.”
One of the highlights of our recent European tour was Haley Reinhart's masterful interpretation of our vintage arrangement of Radiohead's "Creep" (originally performed on this channel by the amazing Karen Marie). I enjoyed it so much that I brought Haley into a studio in Zurich on our day off to record it. If you haven't heard Haley sing this before, get ready for a truly remarkable performance. Oh yeah- and this was the very first take.
This is brilliant....come on Apple...they are giving it to you for free.
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Working on the Enterprise is pretty much a non-stop party as far as I'm concerned. (Probably because the only parts I pay attention to are the Kirk/Spock moments, Scotty when he's drinking, Chekov when he's macking on his girlfriend and doing no work, and Uhura singing and just HAVING A GOOF in general.)
On Thursday, April 4th, 1985, a blast of dystopian satire hit the UK airwaves. Max Headroom: 20 Minutes into the Future was a snarky take on media and corporate greed, told through the eyes of investigative journalist Edison Carter (Matt Frewer) and his computer-generated alter-ego: an artificial intelligence named Max Headroom.
This looks totally cool....perhaps when the kids are out of the house, this is how Trish and I will travel.
Having bet the country on expensive oil and lost, Stephen Harper is now doubling down and betting it on an election-winning war. It's an enormous gamble, and he must know how easily it could blow up in his face. He must therefore also know how bad the economy really is, and how it will worsen by October. Sooner than face certain defeat, he prefers to gamble Canadian lives and honour on a far-away war.