April 2008
40 posts
What...the fuck?
A forwarded email from Tionna Smalls to the entire staff of Gawker, utterly incoherent and marvelously senseless: Hey Tionna! I got you! Come to my benefit I will not charge you or anyone else who decided to write about this MESS!!!!! OK so last week I wrote to you on My Space begging you to get my little Save the Eggs Benefit Dinner written up on Gawker b/c I thought you were still there. I...
Go forth, and spread thy word!
alexbalk: Can we all agree to spell it ‘vag’ from here on out? I understand the argument that the eye sees it as a hard ‘g,’ as in brag, but there’s something about ‘vadge’ that just offends me. It lacks precision. So I’m making a unilateral declaration as of this moment: it is and shall be ‘vag.’ Now go spread the word. And yes, I am editing a piece about pudenda, how did you know?
Flipper.... tear. →
(via kateism) This is going to be marvelous when it winds up on Youtube. I give it 48 hours, TOPS.
Absinthe Isn't As Cool As I'd Thought It Would Be
blakeley: luxnightmare: Dear everyone who was at the absinthe party, I’m sorry, I was too busy being sick and having a drink with Bre at the bar across the street from my house. I do not envy the inevitable absinthe hangover you will all have. Unless absinthe is one of those magic sans hangover drinks, in which case, fuck. First off absinthe taste like melted old woman’s licorice, it was...
A little from Column A, a dash from Column B ...
katiebakes: justsayjolie: Has anyone ever… Mixed bourbon & champagne together? Would that be a good thing to try, do you think? I’m sure I have, but it was probably at 4am in a basement somewhere. Or more recently, 8pm in my apartment apres-happy hour (but usually when I do that, I just substitute the champagne for more bourbon.) Sounds good, though! Make me a glass. Yes, my room mate...
I have five invites to Brightkite
caro: I have five invites to the private beta of Brightkite, a wacky little location-based mobile service that seems to think it’s going to outdo both Twitter and Dodgeball. It was getting tossed around in San Francisco last week at the Web 2.0 Expo and it seems decent. Privacy controls are more extensive than Dodgeball, which is something that I think concerned a fair number of people outside...
Fuck you, Tumblr, and your sense of entitlement,... →
I wish I caught this before disappearing into the vapid, internet-less hole on Friday evening known as Washington DC. Blakeley nails it, Fek nails it even harder, and neither of them offers a reach around. This is the internet. If you can’t handle someone else using your “work” (though I’d hardly qualify reblogging something as work) then get off it. Like all good blogs,...
Oh, Pick Me!
Was it Skidder and Karp? Please tell me it was Skidder and Karp! I’ve been privy to that position before and loved every second of it! They’re like a cute, old married couple! But totally not gay! caro: Going uptown to play third wheel at a hot date between two fine young men whose initials are SK and DK. I’ll let you guess who they are.
Georgetown
So glad I didn’t wind up down here. DC is awesome in the spring, but EVERYONE is a huge fucking loser. It’s like the entire student body is compromised of the NYU swim team. Totally douchey.
Addendum
Lots of Stern students too. Can’t forget those tool sheds.
Final Verdict
We were late as fuck, but the trip was pretty painless otherwise. Besides having to sit next to a yappy Asian popstar, I actually enjoyed it. And now? DC bitches!
Bolt? Uh, no.
Though the blogosphere has been furiously lauding the new Bolt Bus from DC to NY (promotional fares of just $1 each way! Free wifi!), let me be the first to talk some shit. My bus (which wound up costing $22 each way, because I dont believe in planning ahead) is now a hour late, so I’ve spent the last hour and a half sitting on a sidewalk in midtown. During rushhour. There is nothing worse.
Off to DC for the weekend!
I'm a Million Different People...
jdel: could i send your intern to NYU to get me Verve tickets?
Skidder: no
jdel: fuck
Skidder: its a bittersweet symphony, motherfucker
Richard Blakeley...
Is quite simply one of the greatest wingmen ever. His technique is flawless and effective, and I’m proud to fly with him (even if it means awkwardly crashing Ben Popken’s birthday party while wandering through Brooklyn).
Happiness is...
a Tom Collins after 8 hours of listening to someone drone about Ad Operations.
What'd you do this weekend?
The bridge of my nose looks like it has Herpes Simplex II, but in reality it’s just horribly cut up. Why? Because I stopped a ceiling fan with my motherfucking tongue this weekend. Or at least, I thought I was using my tongue. Apparently the bridge of my nose helped a little. Booyah.
Watching movies...
= ?
“Hanging out with web 2.0 startup dudes is so much cooler than hanging with...”
– Andrew Keller, A&R Manager at Columbia Records
Baracklash? →
This happened to me once when I “coined” the phrase LOLhan. It was going to be pictures of Lindsay Lohan with LOLcats quotes. I thought it was so clever, but apparently it’s been done. Lame. katiebakes: Today on my way to the subway I coined a phrase: Baracklash. And then I got to work and Googled it and realized I am not nearly as uniquely clever as I believed. But the...
Lots of Youth Basketball Leagues Have No Money
Here’s a question. Why are they always selling peanut M&Ms?
For those of you keeping score at home...
This is the 2nd time Fake Nick Denton fired me.
WatchPacking up my things… nickguidodenton: Memo to James Del: Chips, nachos, and “Woodies”—AND I WASN’T INVITED? You’re fired. No, I’m serious this time, you’re fired. Go wank off Pete Wentz in the TRL green room or something. We all know that’s what you really want to do anyway.
People, please. If I was really having a heart...
Speak for yourselves, people. I have Alex Balk as my wildcard in this year’s dead pool. There’s a bottle of Crown, a chocolate cake, and an eightball of cocaine on the way to your office right now, Balk! Enjoy them on me (preferably at the same time? Thanks)! ttw: karion: alexbalk My biological dad died of a massive heart attack at a young age. If it is any consolation, the...
Tales of a 9th Grade Nothing
In another effort to procrastinate before my big academic showdown later, here are some fun conversations from 9th grade. Ah, young digital love. Anybody else ask people out on AIM? Breakups next time!
claire n a half: ::rolls eyes::
LiveFr0mNYItsSNL: (BTW i bet u aint seen thiscomin)
LiveFr0mNYItsSNL: u could.....
claire n a half: (BTW i think i have)
LiveFr0mNYItsSNL: go out with me?
claire n a half: i thought u didnt do that kinda thing online
claire n a half: u being serious?
LiveFr0mNYItsSNL: yes
claire n a half: well i guess if youre serious, then yea
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LiveFr0mNYItsSNL: Dont tell claire yet...but will you go out with me?
Luv4Always24: im an angel sweet and innocent
Luv4Always24: dude
Luv4Always24: this is so fucked up
Luv4Always24: Lol
LiveFr0mNYItsSNL: lol
Luv4Always24: i guess soo...i mean we could give it a try adn see how it goea and stuff
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LoStBiLLaBoNgUrL: hehe
LoStBiLLaBoNgUrL: byebye
LiveFr0mNYItsSNL: be4 u go i wanna know...are we together?
LoStBiLLaBoNgUrL: yes
LiveFr0mNYItsSNL: ::Grins:: Alright see ya later
“A variety of portable players allow students to enjoy near-CD quality music on...”
– The Digital Dilemma, National Research Council - August, 2000
Quest for the Crown →
bullshit: Greatest Flash game ever….click on the title above to play!
Hillary Makes Very Mean April Fool's Joke About... →
via Wonkette.
