March 2008
Three : Trend as Horse: Dead
alexbalk: There’s another Doree Shafrir classic in the Observer today. It’s so her! And it totally inspired me! Since I have organizational OCD, I like trend pieces — they really hit my taxonomic g-spot. Hence I was also moved to compose a universally applicable trend piece template.
Girl, to boy reading window menu at West Village vegetarian restaurant while glancing at the cash in his wallet: “Is this the moment when you regret not becoming an ice skate maker?”
Self-review: Gawkerist
Regarding recent self-reviews of ancient blogging, it would make sense to unearth Gawkerist, which is inexplicably still online (though sadly the Haloscan comments have disappeared). Ooof, what an artifact of a more innocent age. On some level I think it’d be fun to start up Gawkerist again — after all, I know a lot more on the subject, and there’s a lot more fodder to work with...
The last, longest, meatiest, ego-trippin’est David Simon post-The Wire interview amalgam you’ll ever need to read, courtesy critique extraordinaire Alan Sepinwall.
Blakeley Does Willard to Fake Denton's Kurtz
Reblogging only to note that, if true, makes this ass mention a little creepy. johncarney: The Hunt Is On (Or: Soon to be the most reblogged tumblr post since JA went blog-suicidal) cajunboy: gawker’s in-house prosecutor lays out his case… blakeley: The first time I received the link to Nick Denton’s Brain Droppings I didn’t think much of it, there were only...
Pinwheels.
A beautiful pinwheel in space might one day blast Earth with death rays, scientists now report. Yes, I’m sure that’s exactly how the scientists put it. Bonus reluctant end-of-article qualification: “Although the pinwheel can’t blast Earth apart like the Death Star from Star Wars — at least not from 8,000 light years away — it could still cause mass...
Both, of course
heathen: Mohney’s totally tumbling about his blog. Is that meta or just redundant?I consider blog and tumblr just different facets of the same glorious Mohneysphere.
Too cute
Right now in my office, a Brazilian software developer sitting near me is crooning a lullaby in Italian to his infant child via webcam, while the programmer’s beaming wife dandles the baby on her lap. Both wife and baby are in Italy, while the developer works here in New York. I swear I can hear ambient sentimental string music spontaneously generated by the cosmos just to go with this...
Field Guide: finis
Variations on the theme have been kicking around in my brain for over a year, but this seems as good a time as any to get the Julia Allison post out of my system.
alexbalk: Uh, the answer is clearly Doree. She was the George Harrison of that particular band. Making Em, I guess, Paul, Choire John, and me Ringo. Yeah, that’s about right.Which I guess makes me Stu Sutcliffe, Joshua Stein into Yoko Ono, and featuring Nick Denton as George Martin.
"i mean my dad was the chief of the gang, the...
Not sure why, but some gremlitic individual has seen fit to invade this innocuous post with a stream of consciousness the likes of which I’ve not seen in a while: but did ya know cleaning hearst castle by yourself is not much fun. i wouldn’t get to high and mighty. what goes up does come down. and conversely what go down come up, don’t vomit on those new clothes. best of health to you...
