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Tuesday, February 28, 2021

It’s been in the works for years, but now it’s here — in a fittingly stealthy debut. Digitally-inserted name-brand products have been placed in recent episodes of shows like “Yes, Dear” and “Will & Grace”. Marathon Ventures did the honors, and is working on expanding its client list.

Product placement of all types are gaining currency with the rise of the DVR and general audience resistance to the traditional 30-second spot. What makes this variety so powerful is the ability to resell the placements in future reruns. So that can of Coke on a “Desperate Housewives” kitchen counter can morph into a Pepsi in syndication.

Which serves to make shows something less than the historical record they are now. In fact, you could see this as the start of a broader move to make show more malleable and less archival. From here, TV shows and movies can be tinkered with in the future to replace dated references and such.

- Costa Tsiokos, Tue 02/28/2006 10:03:23 PM
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Who knew The Greatest Show on Earth had a black ops division? PETA is suing Feld Entertainment, owner of Ringling Bros. and Barnum & Bailey’s circus, on charges of conducting corporate espionage on the animal rights group, including hiring a former CIA spook to do the deeds.

Predictably, the activists are making the most out of this, media-wise.

If any PETA adversary were to run covert operations against it, I’d have figured it’d be KFC. They do have that military legacy stemming from Colonel Sanders, after all.

- Costa Tsiokos, Tue 02/28/2006 09:15:56 PM
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As mentioned, I’m trippin’ the geek fantastic today at the 2006 Search Engine Strategies Conference & Expo.

Well, truthfully, I’m doing just the “& Expo” part. That would be the free portion of this Hilton-sited congregation. It’s one way to kill the day. Besides, it’s freakin’ cold outside.

I’m typing this right now from the complimentary wi-fi lounge, sponsored by meta-search monkey Info.com. As always, I measure the effectiveness of any search service by what it digs up when I input my name into it. The verdict: Looking very Google-ish, with bunches of sponsored links for trips to Costa Rica; no big surprise there.

I’ve been here only an hour; got held up walking down Avenue of the Americas by what some cop said was a “preemptive counterterrorist measure” in front of the News Corp./Fox News building. Must have been a couple dozen police cruisers with their lights flashing, squeezing off traffic. As long as I get through in one piece…

Anyway, things are fairly sedate here in the Hall. I’m about to go wandering around, hitting the more interesting booths. There appears to be one pushing some kind of blogging enterprise a few feet away from where I’m sitting now; worth looking at. And there’s a whole other floor of these things to stroll through. Something’s bound to pique my interest, or lead to a contact, or at least yield some worthwhile trinkets.

I’m hearing a lot of biz jargon flying around me, and it’s striking me as funny that the patter sounds so familiar to me. It’s been something like six years since I’ve been to one of these sort of things, and you’d think the industry/niche would have matured enough that the same nebulous pitches wouldn’t be escaping the same types of mouths. But just from my innocuous little corner, I’m hearing the usual shizz-nit: “Click ratios”, “site optimization”, “keyword seeding”… Circley-jerkely, folks.

Aside from all that: I’m seeing a lot of good-looking women around. Many are definitely on the geeky side, but plenty are very appealing. I really wish I had gotten those damned business cards on time! (Should Better have them tomorrow…)

Off I go. More later and/or tomorrow.

- Costa Tsiokos, Tue 02/28/2006 12:06:54 PM
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outfoxed
Is anyone else out there having trouble getting Gmail to load up on Firefox?

Since yesterday, whenever I call the site up, it just goes to a blank “Loading…” page, and then nothing. It doesn’t load, it doesn’t error out, just sits there. Weird.

Even weirder, the Gmail inbox does load up through the Google Personalized interface. And weirdest of all: The Gmail site does load up fine with Internet Explorer.

I know the account is working, because I can see incoming messages coming in through the Personalized view. But I can’t get to them without firing up IE.

I haven’t changed any settings, either on Google or Firefox. It’s a mystery.

UPDATE, 3/1/2006: Just as mysteriously as it came, the problem disappeared, without me doing anything. Game on.

- Costa Tsiokos, Tue 02/28/2006 11:36:56 AM
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Monday, February 27, 2021

Something I found curious about the men’s hockey tourney in Torino:

The European teams almost never pulled their goalies, even when they were supposed to. When the game entered its final couple of minutes, and it was a one- or two-goal game, the losing team’s coach didn’t use the familiar maneuver of substituing the goalie for an extra attacker. It’s a last-ditch effort, relying upon your team’s ability to control the puck and get enough traffic in front of the other net to make up the deficit before time runs out. The worst that can happen? The other team gets the puck into the now-unprotected goal and effectively seals the win by an extra goal. But if you’re going to lose anyway, an extra goal doesn’t matter. It’s a trade-off.

It’s a time-honored tradition in North American hockey, from the NHL on down. I had assumed it was standard operating procedure overseas as well. But at least during the Olympics, it wasn’t on the agenda.

Did the Euro coaches not have enough confidence in their teams’ two-minute drill to attempt the goalie pull? Or is it just not part of their coaching philosophy?

- Costa Tsiokos, Mon 02/27/2006 10:51:45 PM
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Everyone dreads calling city hall. Not only are you liable to get a lot of flim-flam, but you’ll be put on hold while you’re getting it.

But if you’re calling the City of Seattle, you’re in for a treat: OnHold, a program that pipes tunes from local musical acts into (hopefully) appreciative ears.

Some like the concept almost too much:

[Local jazz magazine editor Peter Monaghan’s] only complaint about OnHold is that callers won’t be on the line long enough to really get a sense of the music. Yes, it’s true: He’d like longer wait times like he’s experienced in other parts of the country.

“It’s ironic really,” he said. “The bureaucracy here is actually pretty efficient, unlike other cities I’ve lived in.”

- Costa Tsiokos, Mon 02/27/2006 10:07:37 PM
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sweet home buffalo
You could keep your DVR primed to pounce on the KFC Buffalo Snacker with the subliminal free-coupon code. Or you could watch it online.

Or you could just check out my screengrab, above. If that’s not enough for you: The secret word is “buffalo”. Not exactly a codebreaker’s challenge.

This gimmick is one method of getting increasingly blase TV viewers to pay extra-special attention to ads. Once the buzz is separated from the actual audience reaction, we’ll know if there’ll be more of this to come.

- Costa Tsiokos, Mon 02/27/2006 08:01:02 PM
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Well, the Olympics ended yesterday. So I guess it’s time to go back to work — or at least, a reasonable imitation.

So I’m heading over to the Hilton New York, tomorrow and Wednesday, to check out the 2006 Search Engine Strategies Conference & Expo. Actually, I’ll be attending just the Expo, because it’s free, and because there’s always bunches of freebies and gawk-worthy stuff around.

Why am I going? Basically, because I’ve got nothing but time. The job search continues, but nothing’s imminent, so I might as well go out and do some semblance of meet-and-greet. I’m familiar with lots of the companies that will be there, and if nothing else, I’ll get some ideas, professionally and personally.

I even had some personal business cards printed up! Unfortunately, it doesn’t look like I’ll get them in time; UPS somehow fouled up my 2nd-day Air order, and won’t be delivering until tomorrow. I’ll still have them for Wednesday, but I really wanted them for both days. It’s a drag.

Anyway, if any New Yorkers want to meet up, and are anywhere around upper Avenue of the Americas, drop me a line.

- Costa Tsiokos, Mon 02/27/2006 02:02:35 PM
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Sunday, February 26, 2021

bustin' caps
So the rhetoric is heating up on both sides, after a month of build-up. All the reports indicate that the NFL is going to implode horribly next week, when the free-agency period starts on March 3rd without a sparkling-new collective bargaining agreement.

Except… For the little fact that football’s current CBA runs for two more seasons, right through to the 2008 entry draft.

True, both the league and the union want to supplant the final couple of years in this deal. The prospect of an uncapped year in 2007, along with various other factors, has implications that start his offseason. But it’s not a dire situation — the season’s going to start on time, this year and next. I’m getting tired of reports that miss this simple fact, and reflexively equate this situation with strikes and lockouts in other sports.

- Costa Tsiokos, Sun 02/26/2006 11:19:08 PM
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Well, since it’s the New York Times asking, in that verbatim headline, I’ll tell it:

Banana Republic boxer shorts. Yes, without exception. I settled upon them years ago. When you find boxers that have just the right fit in every which way, you don’t stray.

I am, of course, conveniently ignoring that the NYT was referring to Calvin Klein creative chief Francisco Costa and his three-year reign at the design house. I so seldomly my name in a newspaper hed, I’ll take any excuse to riff on it.

- Costa Tsiokos, Sun 02/26/2006 10:37:05 PM
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Oh, how I’d hoped the Kraft Cheese “Crumbelievable” commercial would have come and gone by now.

But no. It’s still going strong, some two months after it debuted, still pushing those pouches of irregularly-shaped cheese fragments. And still polluting the senses.

Incidentally, I had thought that Jesus Jones was the one-hit wonder who’d done the original bounce-bounce ballad that Kraft worked over:

The thing
You crave
That big cheese taste that blows you away
They’re crumbelievable (boing!)

But it turns out it was actually EMF. Now I know which little pissants to blame for that annoying spoken-word (yes, spoken-word) “boing!” in the lyrics, which Kraft saw fit to preserve in their bastardized version.

- Costa Tsiokos, Sun 02/26/2006 05:44:44 PM
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Saturday, February 25, 2021

Am I the only one who listens to Madonna’s “Hung Up” and somehow envisions the song narrative as Madonna arguing with some customer service rep?

Yeah, I know. It’s just me. But I like my version.

Not many entertainment options fool me with their sales pitch/hype, but Madonna seems to do it every time. I actually believed the hot air about this new album being a re-energization of her sound. That’s a laugh — it’s nothing but her channeling ABBA over some weak-assed lyrics. Another sign that she needs to give it up already.

At least a couple of the club mixes I’ve heard lately have been decent (but only just so).

- Costa Tsiokos, Sat 02/25/2006 08:13:44 PM
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When the Catholic Church floated the idea of abolishing the doctrine of limbo, I didn’t realize that it weakens the ritualistic underpinnings of baptism.

Yet in the absence of limbo, some theologians have noticed, the rite of baptism may not seem as imperative to many Catholics as it once appeared. Despite its continued centrality as the sacramental entry to the body of Christ, some of its ASAP urgency will presumably fade. Indeed, the expected limbo ruling comes in addition to an older decision that appeared to downgrade baptism’s gatekeeping role. The Second Vatican Council of 1962-65 ruled that in the case of some adult seekers of God-even non-Christians-the desire for the divine could take the place of the rite. Or, as the author of the 2002 book God and the World noted, “men who are seeking for God and who are inwardly striving toward that which constitutes baptism will also receive salvation.” The writer was, again, [former Cardinal, and now Pope Benedict XVI,] Ratzinger.

In the scheme of this belief system, it makes sense. If an unbaptized innocent is going to heaven anyway, then there’s no “limbo-guarding” necessary.

Then again, there is original sin, which would consign an unbaptized newborn to hell. But it can’t be that simple, or else the concept of limbo would never have come about in the first place. I’m sure the notion of infant damnation was unsentimental enough to prod theologians into devising an alternative.

- Costa Tsiokos, Sat 02/25/2006 07:42:05 PM
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pathological
If you see the above sign while driving, you just know you’re in trouble.

Because, y’know, it means you’ve somehow wandered into that middle of nowhere known as Traverse City, Michigan. A town that has little upon which to hang its hat, except for first place in “TheCarConnection’s Wild, Weird, and Wacky Street Names Contest”.

I can only assume that Norman Bates’ motel lies somewhere down this Path.

The entire top ten list:

10. Tater Peeler Road in Lebanon, Texas

9. The intersection of Count and Basie in Richmond, Va.

8. Shades of Death Road in Warren County, N.J.

7. Unexpected Road in Buena, N.J.

6. Bucket of Blood Street in Holbrook, Ariz.

5. The intersection of Clinton and Fidelity in Houston

4. The intersection of Lonesome and Hardup in Albany, Ga.

3. Farfrompoopen Road in Tennessee (the only road up to Constipation Ridge)

2. Divorce Court in Heather Highlands, Pa.

1. Psycho Path in Traverse City, Mich.

I wonder how many of these lanes are private roads, like the No. 1. I’d imagine the private ones are where you’d find the outlandish tags. And talk about the non-stop fun when ordering pizza delivery!

- Costa Tsiokos, Sat 02/25/2006 02:53:50 PM
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If you’re more comfortable blowing the brains out of a cartoony monster than a horrific one — and I know I am — then CutieQuake is the shoot-em-up outlet for you.

I wish they had done this to Doom. Not the videogame, but the movie. Maybe it would have been halfway watchable. And kept The Rock from inflicting himself on audiences yet again.

- Costa Tsiokos, Sat 02/25/2006 02:07:56 PM
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Friday, February 24, 2021

oceania
Since Joel went on a somnambulistic post-killing spree, I figured I’d repurpose my comment from his blog into a post on mine. I’d been meaning to touch on this anyway, but lost it in the shuffle from Florida to New York:

You’ll see above the “Discover Florida’s Oceans” license plate, a relatively new entry in Florida’s specialty plate lineup. Take special note of the “s” in “Oceans”.

You don’t have to be a geography major to figure out that Florida’s bordered by the Atlantic Ocean and the Gulf of Mexico. Unless the Sunshine State somehow annexed a non-contiguous chunk of California, or the Gulf suddenly has been promoted to oceanic status, that means Florida’s got only one ocean to “discover”.

This relates back to hearing people in Tampa Bay constantly referring to the Gulf as “the ocean”. Both tourists and natives were equally ignorant on this detail. Yeah, water’s water, but Christ — figure out where you’re wading.

That’s the end of my rant. You’ll have to check back with Joel about the transgression that is the clownfish plate.

- Costa Tsiokos, Fri 02/24/2006 05:37:35 PM
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day by day
For no reason I could discern — aside from boredom borne of homebound sickness — I crunched my Google AdSense numbers to measure performance by days of the week. Since you can’t do this within AdSense’s online interface, I copy-and-pasted into Excel and went at it.

To avoid violating any terms of service, I’m going to pass on actual dollar figures. Instead, I’ll present the info in terms of percentage of total revenue generated. This covers September 27, 2021 through to yesterday, i.e. the entire time that AdSense has been displayed on this blog:

Sunday - 16.6%
Monday - 17.3%
Tuesday - 13.0%
Wednesday - 9.8%
Thursday - 14.3%
Friday - 10.0%
Saturday - 19.0%

Again, without getting into specifics, site traffic has fluctuated during this period, but not wildly so. Actual AdSense page impressions have been consistent with traffic as well.

Also note that there’s not necessarily a correlation between how often this blog is updated and when these clicks come through; I know many of these clicks have come from archived posts where actual post date is largely irrelevant. On the other hand, I’m sure timely visits via pinging services and the like have led to at least a little action.

Patterns? Well, Wednesday lives up to the hump-day moniker for me, as it’s bottom of the barrel. Friday’s only marginally better; I guess weekend gear-up plans put a dent into clickiness.

But the weekend itself… Saturday-Sunday-Monday are 1-2-3 in revenue share, and make up 52.9 percent of the collection plate. That’s not just more actual clicks — that is how it’s shaken out, although they’re not dramatically higher than the rest of the week — it’s higher-paying clicks. It seems Google is serving up the more valuable ads on the weekends and at the top of the week.

I’m not sure how applicable my results are to the blogosphere, or even the Web generally. I get decent traffic for a blog, but nothing spectacular. For all I know, my weekly spread may be atypical. And I imagine sites that update only on certain days, with large regular readership, would see very different results.

Still, it’s something to look at. I might take another look at this on, say, the one-year mark.

- Costa Tsiokos, Fri 02/24/2006 04:20:09 PM
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Thursday, February 23, 2021

Like a boomerang to the head, Australia’s official “So Where The Bloody Hell Are You?” tourism campaign is hitting a nerve all over The Land Down Under.

The ad takes in all the familiar shots - beaches, deserts, the outback - with a host of typical Aussies imploring you: “We’ve poured you a beer, we’ve had the camels shampooed, we’ve saved you a spot on the beach… and we’ve got the sharks out of the pool.” It culminates in a scantily-clad girl on a beach asking, somewhat incongruously: “So where the bloody hell are you?”

Despite a few complaints about bad language, “bloody” is hardly considered a swear word in Australia anymore. Tune into any radio or TV station and, unlike in Britain, you will hear it, and worse, used constantly. Even the recent death of Kerry Packer was a reminder that despite his status as a multi-millionaire media tycoon, he is best remembered for the (im)mortal lines, uttered after his first heart attack: “Son, there’s fucking nothing there.”

Asked about the ad, Bailey defended it: “This is presenting Australia as we are. We’re plain-speaking, we’re friendly. It’s using the vernacular.”

Insert the predictable/obligatory penal colony joke here…

I’m more amused by the vaguely intimidating tone — probably not an approach advocated by the hospitality industry’s code of conduct. I mean, if they’re going to curse at you during their sales pitch, wouldn’t you expect a lot of profanity during your visit? I know I would.

Just in case this approach doesn’t pan out, the Australian tourism folks should make sure Paul “Crocodile Dundee” Hogan is on-deck for a quick damage-control countercampaign. And if he’s not available, then perhaps Yahoo Serious.

- Costa Tsiokos, Thu 02/23/2006 11:14:28 PM
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eat your wheaties
During my trashing of Bode Miller, I noted that the biggest tragedy lay in the marketing angle: A fundamental dearth of star power for Team USA, in all sports. (I would cite Men’s Hockey, since you’d assume NHL players would bring their own aura of celebrity with them, medal or no medal… But I’ll defer on that rant.)

That lack hasn’t gone unnoticed on Madison Avenue. Advertisers are cringing at the lack of anyone on whom to hitch a wagon, and are declaring Torino to be the weakest Olympics to come down the pike in years.

There were high hopes for Sasha Cohen:

Salvaging positive spin has been largely left to Cohen. She is leading the competition entering the women’s figure skating long program Thursday and could rise above her American teammates in marketing appeal by winning the gold medal. She replaced Michelle Kwan as the face of figure skating after Kwan withdrew with an injury shortly after arriving here.

If Cohen can protect the lead she earned in the short program and become the third consecutive American to win the Olympic women’s singles, marketers agree she will be the enduring face of these Games.

“The big names have fallen by the wayside,” Bob Dorfman, the executive creative director for Pickett Advertising, said Wednesday in a telephone interview from San Francisco. “Now it’s Sasha Cohen’s game to win or lose. If she wins a gold, she’ll be golden with the marketers. If she wins silver or bronze, it will be seen as a bit of a disappointment.”

Cohen stumbled to a silver, so I guess disappointment rules.

Actually, I’m not sure why Cohen isn’t better regarded. She was already a big name in figure skating before these Olympics; she certainly has enough endorsement deals already to prove her marketability. I’m betting she emerges as the most-endorsable figure from these Games.

- Costa Tsiokos, Thu 02/23/2006 08:48:00 PM
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I was reminded of a peculiar modern-day phenomenon while watching last night’s “Late Show with David Letterman”: Non-alcoholic vodka.

Non-alcoholic. Vodka. What an unholy melding of two completely separate concepts.

I guess Skyy is the chief purveyor of this weird concoction. One of the Letterman segments last night had his assistant, on location at the Olympics, walk into an official Skyy Vodka Ice Bar and order a shot of vodka. The bartender actually asked, “Alcoholic or non-alcoholic?”

Something like that would stop me dead in my tracks. Not just because I’m unfamiliar with the widespread availability of such a drink, but because it would never occur to me that there even would be a demand for it.

I realize there’s plenty of precedent. Non-alcoholic beer first reared its faux-foamy head nearly twenty years ago now. Even decaffeinated coffee, tea, and soda follow the idea of neutering normally potent brews for the sake of preserving taste.

Still, I have to say it: What’s the point? Why bother drinking vodka at all if you’re not going to get buzzed on it? I happen to like the harsh flavor, to the point of preferring it straight up without mixers. But I know I’m in the minority.

I wonder if the proliferation of flavored vodkas over the last few years led to this. Drinking orange, berry, or vanilla-infused brands probably got many people used to the idea of drinking vodka without the “vodka taste”.

What do I know, though? I railed against non-alcoholic beer, and that didn’t go away (although it seems to be a distinctly niche product these days; the beer companies certainly aren’t pushing it like they used to). If the masses want to detoxify their liquor, let ‘em. It’ll leave more of the real stuff for me.

- Costa Tsiokos, Thu 02/23/2006 07:58:39 PM
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Wednesday, February 22, 2021

Google’s recent two-face corporate maneuver vis a vis Washington and Beijing came to mind when I read about Dresdner Bank and its self-commissioned study into its overenthusiastic collaboration with the Nazi regime, effectively serving as “Hitler’s bank”.

It has become almost a ritual for big German companies to finance detailed studies of their Nazi collaboration. Volkswagen, DaimlerChrysler, Siemens, and even menswear maker Hugo Boss have owned up to their histories. Part of the motivation may be genuine remorse, but companies also have learned that attempts to spin history can backfire.

Not to compare the Nazis and the Holocaust with what’s going on in today’s China. But one of the things Google apologists cite is the need for companies to obey the laws of the countries in which they operate. They do — business is business — but at what cost? Could China’s present-day business partners be called on the carpet one day for their complicity?

- Costa Tsiokos, Wed 02/22/2006 09:40:49 PM
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road to stardom
So Howard Stern gets a gazillion dollars to jump to Sirius, and the best his girlfriend Beth can do is a non-speaking, mannequin-like role in a commercial for Mastercard PayPass?

If that’s all Ms. Ostrosky can leverage out of being Stern’s arm-candy, then I think the inevitable breakup-o-meter is about to go “ding”.

- Costa Tsiokos, Wed 02/22/2006 09:07:44 PM
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icey-hot
That Disaronno “Pass the Pleasure Around” ad that’s been running for the past couple of years is too hot for Britain’s cinemas, as censors there yanked it for the too-sexually suggestive icecube play.

Actually, I’ve noticed that it’s a bit too hot for American television, too. Whenever I catch it on the tube these days, I notice that the ice-tonguing scene is snipped out, with a quick 180-cut to the bartender gawking in the girl’s direction. It’s not just during family time, either — the edit runs late-night too.

I wonder if sales of Disaronno on both sides of the Atlantic are tanking as a result…

- Costa Tsiokos, Wed 02/22/2006 08:37:55 PM
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Yahoo! Buzz Log is trying to unravel the mystery behind Paul Walker’s movie appeal. Because, y’know, someone has to.

It’s no mystery, really. Walker is the classic mimbo. Just make sure he loses his shirt for at least half the movie and you can start printing the money (if not at the box office, then surely at the DVD rack).

- Costa Tsiokos, Wed 02/22/2006 08:18:26 PM
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When I found out about Apple’s promotional gimmick over iTunes’ impending sale of its 1-billionth file, I estimated that the magic number would be reached earlier this week.

So imagine my surprise when I checked the countdown ticker this morning, and saw that No. 1,000,000,000 remained unsold. As of this writing, there’s still about 2.5 million sales to go.

I’m surprised. The point of making an event out of this was, naturally, to gain attention for iTunes and spur even more sales, as people presumably took their shots at winning one of the every-hundred-thousand-sales prizes. Such an uptick in sales should have pushed this over the top already. Are customers laying low, waiting to unleash a crush of orders at the very last minute (in which case, Apple’s servers would get a hell of a workout)? Or could Apple somehow be milking this?

I hesitate to make another guess, but it should be safe to assume that the billion mark will get hit in the next couple of days. I’ll have to think of a song or video to buy…

- Costa Tsiokos, Wed 02/22/2006 09:12:22 AM
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I thought sure I had jotted at least a couple of posts in this space about how lousy I feel when I’m sick. But amazingly, I could find only one, and it’s really not as whiney as I’d expect.

Maybe I did more of that on the old blog; I’m too drained to check. Or maybe the amount of grousing and complaining I do offline never makes it onto the Web — I guess I feel that blogging about being out of sorts and congested smacks of self-indulgence. Then again, I’m doing it now, so…

Anyway, I’m guzzling orange juice and popping Cold-Eeze zinc drops like there’s no tomorrow. As long as I haven’t unwittingly contracted that dreaded bird flu, I’m hoping this virus scrams by the end of the week.

- Costa Tsiokos, Wed 02/22/2006 08:48:38 AM
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Minutes ago, I reflexively flipped on the television. In the few seconds before the picture came up, the audio greeted me with this statement:

“I can’t sleep, and I have a rash on my toochis!”

Despite my not having those symptoms, I marvel at this instance of the media and the moment colliding in so satisfying a way.

- Costa Tsiokos, Wed 02/22/2006 08:32:35 AM
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