Wow... you can change the wallpaper... STOP THE PRESS

Gee... a WHOLE WEB PAGE in front of you that you can manipulate with your fingers... you don't say... like... um... tablet PCs that have been around for years? Or touchscreen desktops?

I'm sure I'll be proved wrong, and it'll be a complete success... but I really think they've lost it this time. I think this looks horrendously chunky and inelegant. Why does it have such large and horrendous edges around the screen?

Why is there no camera?

This device... the as yet announced 'Courier' is something that really does excite me. The interaction on THAT device is something that makes me excited about a portable computer again.

This? This does nothing for me... who really wants this limited functionality at this size? I'd rather this (plus more... camera etc.) in my phone that I can hold in my pocket rather than having less than that in something I have to carry in a bag.

If it were instead something more like what the Courier looks to be I'd actually see the joy in using it, the usefulness in having a 'live' scrapbook.

I just have this feeling that the iPad will be an iBomb.

But again... Apple seems to do no wrong, and people wee themselves over anything they put out... but this time... this time I don't see it.

Outside of being a bit chunky and out of sync, I always wonder how these cheerleaders manage to totally and completely desexualize skimpy outfits and wiggling hips. It could knock down wood.

CHUNKY!

Hehe, kinda funny...

... That clone kinda let himself go though, seems a bit "chunky."

I suspect there is a neck-beard under there too.

This is exactly the reason why you should put all those chunky power lines underground.

Don't feel pressured to sift anything. You've posted enough for the both of us. In the meantime don't let the man get you down. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got to finish watching this Heath Ledger movie with my hand down my pants...

In reply to this comment by kronosposeidon:
I prefer Karamel Sutra, but thanks for thinking of me.

Eh, just kind of been bored with videos these days. I find fewer of them appealing to me lately. And rather than crying that quality has gone down here like some people like to do (you know whom I'm talking about), I think it's better to lay low and try to hang on to the few shreds of dignity I have left.

I'll still be around, and maybe I'll post some videos if I find a few that are completely half-assed. Quarter-assed is my limit.

In reply to this comment by rottenseed:
You sure are quiet these days. Are you wallowing in your own self-pity again? It's ok, have a pint of "Chunky-Monkey" and call me in the morning

I prefer Karamel Sutra, but thanks for thinking of me.

Eh, just kind of been bored with videos these days. I find fewer of them appealing to me lately. And rather than crying that quality has gone down here like some people like to do (you know whom I'm talking about), I think it's better to lay low and try to hang on to the few shreds of dignity I have left.

I'll still be around, and maybe I'll post some videos if I find a few that aren't completely half-assed. Quarter-assed is my limit.

In reply to this comment by rottenseed:
You sure are quiet these days. Are you wallowing in your own self-pity again? It's ok, have a pint of "Chunky-Monkey" and call me in the morning

You sure are quiet these days. Are you wallowing in your own self-pity again? It's ok, have a pint of "Chunky-Monkey" and call me in the morning

hmmmm..ill call this funky/rap/chunky-monkey music..
me likes =)

Don't really like the iPhone interface system and OS, I like my UIs to be chunky, and hard to penetrate.

I use a Nokia E71 and love it.

Who gets laid the chicken or the egg?
How about the MC that has just been led
To a renegade teacher preacher then he got stomped
Cause I'm a feature straight from the Bronx
Productions better known as Boogie Down
If I was a king right now I'd get crowned
The Nice is a teacher not a prince or a rap lord
I even write my rhymes on a blackboard
To get specific, and probably make you understand
What makes the 808 plan
It's simple, I'm a round it off like this
That's how many stupid MC's I've dissed
But if the commence to try me I won't buy it
I'll look them up and down and I'll say "Don't even try it"
Cause I can go on and on without breathing
The TR, another form of BDP-eating
MC's like Chunky, moving real bluntly
Shaking and baking MC's like a junky
Fiending, hitting MC's like they was cocaine
Calling them John Doe, meaning they have no name
I'll spin you like a quarter, drink you like water
Hit below the belt with things you never thought of
I lay down the law that I am a slaughter
I roll like a tital wave, so you oughta
Float like a sailboat, move like a speedboat
In water, now watch you soak
Into a rhyme of mine until you hit the bottom
It's heavy like an anchor, it's no problem
For me to just bake you, eat you like a cookie
I am a profressional, boy, you're just a rookie
I'm here to sing a song, but some are not able
Compared to me you're just crumbs on the table

In my prime, more vocal than I've ever been
I'm not an amateur, sort of like a veteran
Split from the bums, arriving from a long trip
Now I'm back to just cold rip
MC's like confetti, eat 'em like spaghetti
I chill for a year and yet I'm still ready
To house MC's, sink 'em like a boat will
I roll heavy, thick like oatmeal
So now you know the 808 is showing
I do damage in just one moment
Here's a little message to those who want to hang out
Just remember that I give pain out
The TR-808 relates to a terrorizer
Never hiding, clever always memorizing
Poetry, history, math, or even paragraphs
I'm not into b-boying, just hoeing
Showing, blowing MC's like the wind does
I might lay you, sort of like a hen does
Cause your rhymes are weak and unstable
Compared to me you're just crumbs on the table

You must think, before you even get soup
I'll put you on the corner and sell you like a prostitute
Like a street whore, make you want more and more
Move you to the side, up and down like a seesaw
Pulling out a gun is uncalled for
But I'm with it, so go for yours
You may even try to diss, but I call it flattery
I pack more volts than a Duracell battery
Charging MC's, smooth like the breeze
Scott made me funky, yo, that was one theme
Or topic, showing I be rocking
Every little city I play I leave a heat wave
Burning up the industry, never try to get with me
I'm the type of person that never needs rehearsing
Just a little sex, a six pack of Beck's
And my room to move about, and a Guiness Stout
To make me feel able, chilling, and stable
Sometimes I'm on the mic, sometimes I'm on the turntable
I'm superb, sort of like herb
A man of my word and I've never been served

she is cute, but does have chunky legs

Edit: In fact, http://www.videosift.com/video/Moto-Moto-I-like-em-big-i-like-em-chunky

And yes, thanks ant, for mashing that bucket of chunky sea salt in our gaping wounds.
"No problemo."

Actually, you don't have to start over. You still have all your published videos. (And you'll soon have all your old quality ST post and deadpool fix stars.)

And yes, thanks ant, for mashing that bucket of chunky sea salt in our gaping wounds.