So Jon Shirley calls

He’s like, Hey, lots of free time, not much to do, and look at me, would you? I’m tooling around in these funny costumes and polishing my old-fashioned sports cars. And who is this terrifying woman standing beside me? Sometimes I look at these photos of myself and I can’t believe what a total freak I’ve turned into. Anyway, I’m still pissed about Vista, and I’m not on Microsoft’s board anymore but I’ve got lots of inside dirt, and I’ve always wanted to meet Jon Ive. Steve? Hello?