Short reviews of pretty much whatever. Finally, you can discover if Frosted Flakes Gold has more social worth than Illmatic or Romeo and Juliet by Shakespeare.
Nobody tells jokes anymore. I don't know any jokes. I've never heard a good joke. Right after somebody has told me a joke, I'm apt to sort of smile or fake laugh. Inside, I'm thinking, "This person just told me a joke." And I lose a little bit of respect for them. 
I feel like a serious kind of tool reviewing a Palm Pilot, but I am in love and I cannot contain myself. I got this ittle thing a few weeks ago, after forgetting several appointments and deadlines that I'd written in my planner. I knew I needed something to beep at me, but I wasn't ready to go all Crackberry, where I'm available to check my email from anywhere. I didn't want to let go of the illusion that I check my email infrequently, that no, I hadn't gotten your message yet, I'll get back to you on that. But I did need something to tell me, in neat list-form, what I'm doing today, what I promised I'd get done today, and what I was doing tomorrow. My little unobstrusive Pilot is very easy to use, and when I plug it into my computer it puts all the stuff I put onto my computer onto the Pilot, and vice versa, thus quelching my fear that all of my informations will be lost to me when this is pickpocketed from my hangbag in front of Macy's on 34th street. There is a feature where you can list Tasks and prioritize them and then check off the tasks when they are done, which gives my disorganized heart a profound sense of accomplishment. I can put tiny pictures in my address book, can color-code events in my calender, and get reminded of birthdays a week in advance. There is even a game! On the darker side, I feel like this thing is sexistly geared towards women, as there's an application that is more than happy lecture me on low-carb meal options. Just read the sample screen up there: Lunch with Andrea? Yoga? Pick up kids? No thanks, Pilot! But keep those reminders coming.
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