I’m standing pat on my 34 seconds of internet research. But dude’s a theater geek, so I have to lay down arms. And I wasn’t the one who said it was our duty to show everyone the door. I was just following orders, cat man (that’s why I call him the Boss).
This looks the worst: not getting the memo. Mohney no longer works at Gridskipper. He runs Black Book online, which could very well be a GM blog, who the fuck knows? While you should feel like an asshole for this, I’m sure you don’t, but please apologize to Fek now.
I don’t know what looks worst here: that people don’t identify Gridskipper as GM blog; that no one cares that much about Mohney anymore, or that the quality of GM related snark is so abysmally low. I expect this quality of writing from someone who is willing to admit they ‘follow’ us. Clearly in the worst sense.
Huh, boss, you are right. It’s endlessly necessary to point out there are more than one of us. To qualify, I’m the only one that calls him ‘The Boss’ and it’s not because of his staggering rendition of Rosalita.
Hey, I actually know and like Chet! (This is gonna be tougher on me than I thought. I might have to start a “Buying People Drinks” fund.) Can we turn our wrath-like attention to David Karp? Tumblr obviously needs a blocking feature.
Start with this: These are my curious clippings & comments mostly reflecting a viewpoint on how young people + tech is changing the media is changing communications is changing this city is changing what I had for brunch.
And end it with this: (it’s a personal website, yo).
God, before I die I never want to have to listen to a new business pitch from a (choke) consulting organization named (blech) Anomaly. (please close, tag!)
Did you see, someone finally figured out what was wrong with Second Life? Yeah, because it’s not in a browser. Or because, you know, it’s filled with furries. Though it is interesting that they lump it in with WoW, a distinctly not unnsuccessful enterprise. What does all this mean? Carney is really thrilled he can expect a mash up of his two best things ever: iPhones and DnD.
Before I get going, we’re going to need the standard list from the boss: who he wants to fuck, who is some tribe member he’s going to have to apologize to, and whose ass he wants to stick his nose in, etc. But no one can speak ill to Maura. She’s my only internet fan. And she’s really nice. But mostly because she’s my only fan.
How fucking small is the media rolodex in this town? Oh, sorry, Facebook group. Whatever. I’m going to start a Muxtape for Housing Works event assholes. First on my list will be The Flanders Road. Put that in your magic realism and smoke it ‘book group’ ladies.
Wonder to other twee fuckers about the fact that he was angling towards Pedro the Lion Xtain-indie territory before every mop topped fixie riding asshole on Bedford wanted to suck his dick (good topic for convo at Lolita next Wednesday); do not feel guilty about agreeing with everyone that BQE was a colossal failure (even though no one has seen it), and just be glad you don’t have to pretend to like the Polyphronic Spree anymore.
More like rode hard and put away wet. I’m back from Vegas, where the racks are better and no one cares where you went to college or what you do for a living. Oh, and I won three grand playing craps. I’m so outta here.
Why stop at sundown? Always with the jew thing. I think we lost more than one, but also gained some. Question being, how the fuck do people find us? I might even being believing that people actually like you. In other words, I was going to say staying in Saturday is the new black. Or the new middle age, but what with iPhones and all, you can never be sure the source of these erudite emissions.
That $5K enables one Palestinian teen to bunk with a Jewish peer at Summer Peace Camp in Maine. See, instead of hating Jews for geo-political purposes, they’ll now have a host of other reasons like asthma.
Damn, you got suckered into giving somone five grand because you think they can make people like Jews? And it was Jews, no less? I’ll never understand your people. When the dagos want to shake their people down, they just threaten them. Because they are lazy.