When you want to attend the Oscars, and your name is Steve Jobs, someone’s able to make that happen.
Notebook- Confessions of a recovering asshole, or, how I learned to stop worrying (literally) and love prescription stimulants
- An interesting practice
- Twenty Ten in pictures
- Advice for would-be pro bloggers
- Paying attention now because someday I’ll be dead
- Writing assignment – Your father’s music
- We’re here on Earth to fart around
- My vinyl
- Negative reinforcement is not punishment [Updated]
- A note to America’s cashiers
- My TUAW posts
- 52 Tiger
- Clean out the Downloads folder with Hazel
- MacSparky sheds some pixels
- New iPhone 4S ads
- “No amount of 3D can change the fact that there’s waaay too much about trade taxation routes in this film”
- Three reasons to use Tweetbot
- Samsung Galaxy Note vs. Apple eMate size comparison
- Safari Reading List in Reeder for Mac
- iPhone-controlled Hot Wheels car
- Launch Center setup
- Sponsorship spots available
It doesn’t hurt that he is on the board of Disney, and Disney had a few nominated films.
There’s that, too.