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Monthly Archives: February 2010
Robert Scoble, tech expert and GOMI fan, is shocked – SHOCKED do you hear? – by the lack of reporters talking about Second Life.
First of all SL is basically like the Sims, or Foreverquest, or Habbo Hotel. The shit isn’t new. It’s IRC with avatars. The idea has been floating around since what, 1998? Since the moment people realized they enjoyed anonymous virtual sex online people have been skinning themselves in J-Pop and candy raver pixels and bopping around in online worlds. Maybe I’m just jaded but I don’t see why he is OMG SO EXCITED about this. He’s like…a 50 year old overweight married dude with kids.
Oh. OHHHH. Nevermind.
Rachel’s Boyfriend David Karp posted this pic of the stunning lady who graces his hipster life.
Honestly the pic isn’t offensive, Rachel’s attractive, and I guess it could be artistic or something, and the first thing I thought of was “lol it’s White Girl” from that movie with Natasha Lyonne. Which I’m aware says more about me than about this picture.
But…still. Does this need to be on your tumblr? I’m not judging. I’m just…wondering.
just in case anyone was wondering, i am alive 10:54 AM Feb 20th via web
Wonder no more!
Robert Scoble is attempting to assert his power by not letting GOMI see his tweets! I can’t believe he did this. How will I ever get my Scoble jokes now!?
What’s that you say? I can still see his tweets even though I am blocked? Then…why bother? I’ll still check it and see wtf stupid ass shit he is saying! Surely the techxpert Scoobie knows it’s about as futile as Darth Vader taking Luke to Burger King for his 30th birthday?
Wait, look who I’m talking about here.
Julia Allison, best used by 2006, awoke at (probably) 2pm Saturday for her Day of Pay For Access To The Bald Brayhole and spent a world-wind 3 hours apparently tweeting and taking pics before retiring at…what is that, 5:30 pm?
At the end of the evening at The Four Seasons …
Prom King’s Valentine’s Day
Um…unless you are 75 your evening of the most epic romance bullshit ever should not end at what appears to be late afternoon. But maybe we are wrong and it’s dawn, and this is the post all night Vadgeburning Day sexathon pic taken at 6am. You never know.
But she had had a busy day putting her hooves on surfaces that did not need her feet on them:
Coincidentally it looks like Donk has found her flattering pose of the month: right side with feet pulled to chest.
Then it was back to the wh*re Seasons where Wallet Thing tried to recreate the pivotal “don’t kiss on the lips” scene from Pretty Woman:
Which probably led to really quiet, sort of awkward fumblesex with lots of ‘feelings’ or whatever. Anyway, after all the pelts and tears, it was time for some food. Nothing says sexytimes like the smell of onion and egg oozing from your pores.
At least she is eating, I guess, but does this mean she is now ovo-lacto-pescatarian? Or was that just always implied?
Anyway, good for Prom King for getting some at least. It only cost him 5000 bucks and Julia Allison’s voice for hours on end. I’m happy for him.
PROTIP: Real Dolls can’t talk. I just say.
After last week’s “holy shit whoa” staff changes, new Denton acquisition Remy Stern began his sentence of servitude to His Dark Lordship today. The reaction so far has been varying degrees of “Oh is that today?” and “Pics of him in a funny hat or nobody cares” so I guess…whatever. Guess everyone’s fine with it and doesn’t really care. No one’s pissed on his chair yet, so that’s probably a good sign.
I wonder if he got GOMI’s welcome home basket of ham yet!
Eh, the internet is kind of boring, so do me a favour and pretend to care about this.
Kevin Rose had his 33rd birthday yesterday, which baffles me because I thought he was like 23 or something. Anyway, apparently rich, bored 33 year olds don’t just go out to Momo’s in bfe and do bud light shooters like the rest of us young folk – they fling themselves out of perfectly fine flying machines and post it on youtube.
I uh. I guess that’s awesome? Face your fears adrenaline whatever? I’ll bet Kevin is one of those guys that is all green tea and excitement is my drug, so maybe this was his birthday dream. All I know is you’d have to stuff me full of so much dilaudid I’d be a paperweight before I’d fall out of an operating aircraft (or drink green tea, for that matter.) But to each their own.
Btw, it would’ve been more awesome nude. That is all. Happy birthday or whatever, you freak.
The only thing that makes me angrier than (or as angry as) homophobia is bad theatre etiquette. Theatre is my thing, it’s what I [want to] do [produce], I’m a theatre person.
Got that? Good. Because after reading Julia’s tweets from the seats going on about Hair and how she hated it, Allison made a decision: from now on, she is a theatre manners vigilante and b***hes better just be AWARE:
I apologize for the completely negative tone of this post, but that’s completely classless and unacceptable to me. Had I been sitting anywhere near her and saw the glow of her iPhone, it would’ve been confiscated (by yours truly) and in the possession of an usher until she exited the building.
It IS rather classless and rude to sit on your iphone through a performance. You know what’s a totally classy response to such behavior? Snatching someone’s property and making a bfd about giving it to a confused usher in the middle of the performance. That’s a wonderfully understated and non-disruptive way to respond to such things. You go girl! Show her how to act with herself!
It’s 3:30 on Friday which means it’s time for you to maybe think about what you want to do tonight. You could do what you usually do on Friday nights, or you can grab your ironic garden implement and head down to watch a bunch of tumblr users read shit out loud!
Famous people from tumblr will be there with moving tales designed to make them more famebally. Meatballs such as MeaghanO (who represents tumblr with her plans “to get drunk with a bunch of my Internet friends at Housing Works and tell each other stories”) and Foster Kamer (who likes tumblr because “Putting together a WordPress post is a production”) and the now lovely Emily Gould (who thinks tumblr’s reblog feature is “a big flamewar disincentive, this promotes accountability, thinking twice, and citing your sources”) will be on hand to…I guess read stuff…or something.
This post serves no purpose. Everyone seems to need a good dose of Bears today. Happy Friday, all!
Have you been looking for a job at a not company, but don’t really have time to intern for NonSociety? Would you like to work at tumblr, but are afraid you’ll lose your job at the end of the year when they get bought by gawker? Do you think resumes should be 140 characters long because you grew up with shit like “The Soup” and youtube so you have zero attention span?
Twitter is hiring! Yes, Ev must’ve finally sold his house or faked his death for life insurance, because they are hiring a whole ton.
What are you waiting for??? @ your 9 word resume to Ev and start working for the second best not company in America!
It’s cool. I’m used to it. #CNN
While his underling Meghan was handling this situation, David Karp got his bein’ famous on for CNN.
I think we can safely say that if Karp were 53 years old, lived in South Dakota, and looked like a smashed loaf of bread he would not be getting so much publicity I don’t care how fantastic tumblr is. But hey, he’s young, ironic, and lives in Brooklyn, and in his own way he fameballed his platform into being used by “cool” people.
What I want to know is, when is tumblr going to be profitable?