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...time who could be connected could exchange messages with me in real time. Since I am by nature a modest exhibitionist, I password-protected Little Al so that only people I invited could see me in my native habitat--staring vacantly at my computer. Maybe eating a doughnut...
...always online in her home office. (Are we a wired couple? Yes, we are.) "NOW WHAT?" she shot back. I told her to just click on the address and see. She did, and went to the SpotLife site--where she observed me sitting at my desk. Eating a doughnut. Blink. "SO?" she I.M.'d me. O.K., there was something underwhelming about the Webcam experience. Frankly, it was more interesting to peek into the windows of the hundreds of other people who were "live" on SpotLife. I especially liked the Webcast of the two basset hounds. Now that's entertainment...
...really at. You like Rah's music, that you know. She seems true to her roots--you saw that up close. The glossy photos in perfumy magazines, the Hype Williams-directed videos, the sound-bite TV appearances--all of that seems thin and sugary, like the glaze on a doughnut. Answering the door in a fuzzy bathrobe, that's real, that's true, that's hip-hop. In that one moment in her graffiti-scarred hallway, Rah was as big a star as you've seen in a long time...
Shocking as it sounds, there are Internet professionals actually concerned with creating something besides catchy names and 300% annual stock returns. These are the "coders," or programmers, working 24/7 in Silicon Valley's fluorescent-lighted anthills. Code Rush follows doughnut-gobbling Netscape coders as they scramble to produce a new version of their Web browser and keep their company from being trampled by Microsoft. This no-frills hour is a valuable look at the hamster wheel of exhilarating and life-sucking work that powers the dot-com wealth generator...
...Back to our story. So this is how I figure it went: "What about Cider House Rules?" one of the brothers must have muttered during a particularly exasperating Oscars strategy meeting. "Can I have another doughnut?" said the other...