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The increasingly inaccurately-named blog of journalist and futurist Chris Taylor. Either the most sporadically brilliant amateur blog, the most brilliantly amateur sporadic blog, or the most amateur sporadic brilliance on the Web since 2001.
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Who are you?
I'm the newly-appointed Future editor at Business 2.0 and the former San Francisco correspondent for Time Magazine.
Wow, so does this mean everything you write reflects Time Inc's opinion? Or do you perhaps have some sort of standard disclaimer to the effect that it doesn't?
Naturally, the opinions contained in this blog are not those of my employers. In fact, some opinions may be the polar opposite of my employers. Some may be the same, for all I know. Hey, it's not like I ask my employers their opinions about everything in the news, okay? Let's just say that if this were a Venn diagram with one circle marked "my opinions" and the other one marked "my employers' opinions", there would doubtless be some overlap. But neither I nor my employers are able to pinpoint exactly where that overlap is.
What is this Daily Blah thing?
An experiment for a column I wrote about blogging back in December 2001. All these years later, I haven't been able to kick the habit.
Do you write any other blogs, by chance? Could that have something to do with the fact that Daily Blah isn't always Daily?
Yes -- the Future Boy blog for Business 2.0. And yes. If you want true, editorially-mandated daily coverage from me, that's probably the best place to look.
Mister, you talk funny. Are you one of them furrners?
Why yes I am, as it happens. I was born, raised and educated in Great Britain. I've been living in the U.S. since 1996 and identify as British.
I say, old chap, you forgot the "u" in "colour."
No I didn't. I may identify as British, but I am also an American journalist writing for an American audience about mostly American issues. These two different sides of me are a constant source of tension. Nevertheless, Daily Blah will adhere to American English grammar and spelling.
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Daily Blah for... Wednesday, May 17, 2006
The Zipfizz Solution
 Time for a confession: I, Chris, have become a Zipfizz addict. We got several hundred tubes of this vitamin powder in the office recently, after a CEO wrote a guest review in the most recent issue explaining how his company basically ran on the stuff; after lunchtime, he said, everyone grabbed a tube of Zipfizz. I can see why. Dilute one in a large water container -- believe me, it has to be a large container -- start sipping, and five minutes later you'll be astoundingly alert, with none of the jitteriness you get from excessive amounts of coffee. Its magic ingredient? Not the guarana seed caffeine, and not so much the taurine (if it was all about taurine, we'd be slamming Red Bulls). No, what really does the job is the 2,500 mg of vitamin B12. That, as I'm sure you can all calculate, is 41,667 percent of your Recommended Daily Amount. Bzzzzz!
What concerns me is our dwindling supply of the stuff. Right now everyone's being very civil, walking up to the art department and casually slipping one or two zipfizzes into their pockets. But it can't be long before civilization breaks down and we start hoarding. Then come the turf wars as we fight for control of supply and distribution. I've already staked out the north side of the office, and if anyone tries to muscle in on my operation, believe me, it's going to get bloody.
We could always buy more, I suppose. But if there's one thing journalists are addicted to more than Zipfizz, it's getting stuff for free.
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