Gizmodo not invited to WWDC keynote. Why, oh, why?
Maybe it's because they'd seen the future and they didn't feel like they were going to need shades.
Alas, poor Gizmodo! We read it, Stevie J: a site
of infinite posts, of most baudy colors: it hath
kept us-eth from work a thousand times; and now, how
abhorred in Jobsian circles it is! Our lunch rises
to meet our thoughts at the shame of't.
There they hung their iPod earplugs that were covered in Hades wax I know
not how oft. Where be their stolen iPhones now? Their
guffaws at fingering embargoes? Their inbound
links? Their flashes of amusement,
that were wont to set the Internets in uproar? Not one
now, to mock an iPhone called 4? Quite forgotten?
Nay! They live to blog from a vacant bathroom
stall at a Cupertino deli, where the urinals hold no prototypes, out of favor there they will
remain; 'til they maketh Stevie J laugh again.