From The Desk Of Karl Winegardner

A collection of stuff found while browsing the interwebs. It might be interesting to you, but don't blame Karl if it is not.
Fri Nov 23
“ How do you think I felt when I went to use the loo and found you’d scrubbed the entire wall clean — Clinton, Tutu, Jagger, Mother Theresa, all gone — and repainted it sparkling white with just the word “Steve” dead center in perfectly hand-lettered Myriad Sans Bold? The Secret Diary of Steve Jobs: How to Dismantle an Atomic Blog