July 2009
32 posts
"Tech-scene partyers like Foursquare founder... →
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charitini:
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. This is from a review of Destination in Time Out. Well done, Dan! (And Dennis & Carney & Lock.)
Throwing a going away party for my brother Brian there at 5 pm tonight. He’s moving to London.
Nancy Drew Generation vs. Judy Blume Generation... →
A short history of women.
I Think This Means I May Have To Start Saving For... →
There goes the plan to cheat retirement by loving hard, living fast and dying young.
Walter Cronkite Meant Nothing To Me
It’s not often that somebody dying makes me feel young. But the death of Walter Cronkite has inspires me with an overwhelming sentiment of youthfulness.
You see, I really know next to nothing about Walter Cronkite. He means nothing at all to me. Hearing that he’s dead was like a looking at a well painted apartment wall. You get the feeling that a good job might have been done but...
Are Restaurants the New Nightlife? An Existential... →
I know this goes against Foster’s ethics, according to which we’re meant to only take each other to task instead of providing favorable coverage, but this is my favorite restuarant review in recent memory.
“Megan Fox is legitimately awesome because she knows exactly what she is: a real...”
– Natasha VC on Gawker. You know, I’ll admit, I never thought about it that way, and it almost made me open up to maybe liking Megan Fox. Almost. (via frangry)
Foursquare Shows The Business Potential Of... →
(via soupsoup)
How Pay At Goldman Really Works →
And why Katie Bakes isn’t getting a million bucks.
Goldman Spokesman Tells Employees They Have To... →
Looks like Katie “Million Bucks” Bakes can’t buy us drinks tonight.
Goldman compensation: $1 million per employee in... →
This means drinks are on Katie Bakes.
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It’s two thirty in the fucking afternoon and I’m dead. Not dead like Michael Jackson dead. Dead like real people with real fucking jobs die.
I’m not just fired. I’m dead. Done. Out of the business forever. Four years of college and three more of law school deleted from my permanent record. Or, if you prefer another cliche, down the goddam drain.
Holy shit. I wish I had...
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Oh crap!
How I Know Will Leitch Is Wrong
I don’t fancy myself an expert in media of any sort. I came late to the world of people who type or talk in public for a living, after years toiling away typing and talking in private as an attorney for bankers and businessmen.
Still, I think my friend Will’s attempt to break down the media into two categories goes wrong on the most basic level. He supposes, more or less, that there...
inothernews:
Gonna get the Independence Day...
