So, I was sitting quietly and minding my own business, when my chest started to hurt. At first, it was just a bit of discomfort, maybe a burning sensation. Then, all hell broke loose. When I say "all hell broke loose," I mean my chest hurt. Really hurt. Hard to catch your breath, really sharp, wow, I've NEVER felt anything like this before, is-there-time-to-write-my-will hurt.

Apple introduced iCloud today - the man himself, Steve Jobs, oversaw the festivities. And while the service trumps Amazon and Google in function, it's not exactly what you think. And actually, that's a good thing.

If you handle the playlist for a restaurant, may I humbly request that you get rid of the ballads? I just don't think I can handle another experience like the one I had yesterday. General pop and dance tunes can be tuned out - they become a part of the atmosphere. A background beat. Ballads are different. They're personal, to the point, and pointed directly at the listener. It's just not restaurant material.

Fans of stupidity, rejoice! This Stupid Minute leaps beyond the borders of Monday through Friday to include the weekend, as well. Not only will TSM (which stands for This Stupid Minute) expand with a Saturday episode of TSW (which stands for - well, you get it, never mind), but TSW will itself expand to five minutes in length. It's kind of like five This Stupid Minutes all at once. Although, not really, because TSW will be nothing like TSM.