Microsoft Vows to Change Culture, Leopards Vow to Change Spots

This afternoon, as regular readers of this Web log can readily imagine, my dear brother Rob Roy invited himself and his son Jason over to my home in Great Falls, Virginia, to watch the World Cup Championship on the oversize HDTV in the furnished basement. And to avail themselves of my extensive collection of world-class… Continue reading Microsoft Vows to Change Culture, Leopards Vow to Change Spots

Oculus Proves There’s a Kickstarter Backer Born Every Minute

Rose and Katje both called me this week to chat and drop hints about bringing their families over to my place in Great Falls, Virginia for Sunday dinner.  Their motives were different, of course.  Katje’s husband, my dear younger brother Rob Roy, wants to hang out at my place this weekend and next so he… Continue reading Oculus Proves There’s a Kickstarter Backer Born Every Minute

Royal Caribbean Poop Cruise Shivers the Industry’s Timbers

My four o’clock appointment on Wednesday was with Richard Branleur Couilles-Baiser, formerly of Montreal, Quebec, but today the chief industry lobbyist for the International Alliance of Holiday Cruise Ship Associations, a trade organization headquartered here in Washington DC.  He strode smartly into my office, tossed his briefcase on the coffee table and perched jauntily on… Continue reading Royal Caribbean Poop Cruise Shivers the Industry’s Timbers

Jamie Dimon Tells Congress JP Morgan is Totally Derivative

Last night, Cerise and I were dining at Citronelle in Georgetown – or, at least, we were about to, when Dalrymple  sidled up to our table. “Tom,” he exulted, “what a surprise to see you here!” “Cerise,” I said, by way of introduction, “this is Aloysius Dalrymple.  His friends call him Scooter.  He’s a senior… Continue reading Jamie Dimon Tells Congress JP Morgan is Totally Derivative

Bulls Stampede to Facebook and Get Slaughtered

Around three o’clock yesterday afternoon, my brother-in-law Hank started camping out in my reception area, pleading with Gretchen to find time for a meeting.  That happened at five, when a consultation with the deputy secretary from the Embassy of Mali was abruptly canceled.  “Tom,” Hank stuttered as he rushed in and threw himself on the… Continue reading Bulls Stampede to Facebook and Get Slaughtered