To pack up and go; the great right of every American. To the
mountains, to the prairies, to the oceans, white with foam. That's why
McDonald's has a drive thru, and that's why there's a Samsung Q1 Ultra Mobile PC. Tiny and portable and running Windows XP Tablet PC Edition, the Samsung Q1 Ultra Mobile PC is like Dean Moriarty, Sundance, Clark and a puppy all mixed together.
you can find an open network, the 802.11b/g Wireless will keep you
connected. If you're next to a plug, you can use the 10/100 Ethernet.
You can accept CF Type II Flash Memory Cards or use the two USB ports for things like Thumbdrives or external burners or mice. There's Bluetooth 2.0 as well.
it isn't just about being "on the grid". What about when you're in the
woods and want to play that mp3 of a growling dog to keep No Country
For Old Men away from your tent? What about when you hop a train and
have to do some hobo's taxes in order to stay alive? The Samsung Q1 Ultra
Mobile PC can do that as well. The sound card is built in, and there's
a headphone jack, just in case. You'll be getting an Intel Pentium M
processor and a gig of RAM. There's a 60 gig
hard drive as well, which is a lot of space when you're traveling. How
many movies will you really need to watch when you're discovering the
world? The right answer is: not many, you'll be too busy writing your
800×400 resolution is better than some of our greatest
poets had. Remember, Walt Whitman had to write "Leaves Of Grass" with
ink he made from sparrow vomit. The first draft of Emerson's "Walden"
was done with pebbles spread over a field, and it took eight days just
to cross a single chapter! You'll be fine with a Samsung Q1 Ultra Mobile PC by your side. Fine and free. Adventure awaits!
Once you reach the top of this game, you run into some real crazy
types. Like that toad who spends all his money on race cars. Or that
dalmatian who got his spots turned into dollar signs so he'd look
pretty. Crazy, crazy stuff. And then there's this duck I play golf
with, he keeps his assets liquid enough to swim in. Hey, it's their
money, right? But I'm the kind of crab who likes to keep things simple.
My only vice is real estate.
I learned this business from my
dad. His motto was "never own anything you can't carry". I tell myself
that every day, and it's why I've been in the business long enough to
have seen 'em all come and go. I got no compassion any more. You can't
let yourself think "Oh, no, Charlie's getting picked up by a seagull!"
Charlie ain't gonna need that shell in Escargot Heaven, you know? If
you don't grab it, some new kid will. That's just the name of the game
in the animal world, my friend. Look out for number one. Some people
say that makes me shellfish. I say hey, it's just business.
This shirt was designed by:
kpetrasko, who knows that, despite our little joke up there, Escargot
is not made from hermit crabs. It's made from spinach and pickles.
Wear this shirt: for a about a year or so, until you grow, and are forced to leave the shirt for a newer, larger shirt. Just like in the wild.
Don't wear this shirt: hunting. It's just common sense.
This shirt tells the world: "I'm feeling crabby today."
We call this color:
If Olive Your Money Is Tied Up In Houses You Should Consider Meeting
With Your Banker To Diversify For Better Long Term Investment Strategies
Placement: Left Side
3X - M: 12" x 13.69"
S-WS: 9" x 10.26"
Pantone Color(s): - 4975 C - 386 C - 457 C - 126 C - 385 C - 7491 C
They'd all told me about the warm California climate, but once I
made it out to the Golden State, the weather felt awful chilly for an
Okie on the bum like me. The kids threw rocks in Bakersfield, the
sheriffs swung clubs in Barstow, and Los Angeles? Well, the less said
the better, but I got scars that could tell you stories. The railroad
bulls were chasing me around the trainyard when I scrambled into a
boxcar for safety, and who should I meet there but Abilene Slim? I
never before or since seen a bindlestiff who could stay fat on cold
beans once a day, but Abilene done it, with pounds to spare.
"Where you off to, Abilene?"
"Same place as this train, I reckon."
Abilene's idea of a joke. "And where's that?"
"Up around Lodi. Around the Sacramento River delta. Mighty pretty country. There's work, too. Gonna pick grapes."
Me, I'd rather pick a guitar than a grape. But conversation's conversation. "That right? Not a grape-eater myself."
"Oh, you don't eat these grapes. You drink 'em. They make wine from 'em, heard tell."
Well, that perked me right up. Grapes is one thing; wine is another, better thing. "That so? What sort?"
sorts. Lodi grapes show up in just about every California wine you can
think of, and lots more besides. Me, I'm partial to the Peltier Station
2005 Petite Sirah myself. I appreciate the complex, yet fruit-forward
style, that intense berry flavor laced with caramel, pepper, and
My mouth was watering just thinking about it. The
train jerked into life and started chuffing down the track. So long,
city of angels, been good to know ya. "What about the body? And the
"Full body. Long finish. One bottle I had, I took
a swig just outside Modesto, and honest to Pete, I was still tasting it
when we rolled into Fresno."
Even figgering Abilene Slim's
tendency to tell his tales tall, that Peltier Station 2005 Petite Sirah
sounded like the kind of tipple a man could wrap his tongue around. "I
think I might just head up to Lodi myself, you don't mind the comp'ny."
"Not a bit," Abilene replied, and started to drift off to sleep. We're bound for that glorious Peltier Station 2005 Petite Sirah, I thought as the train chunkled along. That wine was made for you and me.
Peltier Station 2005 Petite Sirah Lodi
Petite Sirah grapes, fermemneted in whole clusters
Acid: 3.76 pH
Brix: 25.8 degrees at harvest
Harvest Date: October 16th, 2005
Fermentation: two weeks at a constant 80 degrees F
Best of class, best of appellation at the 2006 and 2007 California State Fair