Facebook has surspassed MySpace in popularity, as Caucasians flee MySpace for something a little less ghetto. I am not buying it. What’s less than ghetto? ‘Cause Xanga is it.
I look at it like this, Xanga was elementary school and MySpace Middle school and Facebook highschool. I can’t wait to see what’s college. And maybe even thirtysomething.
You pundit assholes, people grow up; they’re growing right in front of you. Get bent.
Not this site, no. These art supplies. This hits home becuase, in Dec. 97 I took pictures of my son’s birth on instant Polaroid slides. I bought I my first digital camera, the same week.
File this under, “What were they thinking?”
Chicago Tribune presents 22 awkward tombstone photos. What’s even more awkward is that they had to pad the list with at least five from halloween displays, without noting them as such. Still short on material, they found several more photos from Asia. I guess trying to understand other cultures is awkward, too.
I hate to be too critical, it is still very good reporting.
Boingedy, source of things fringe, managed to dig up this video of ghosts reacting to being splashed with holy water. As far as I can tell its not Christian American holy water, so I am not exactly sure how any work is getting done here. The first time I watched this I didn’t bother with sound, but the second time I put my head phones on. Je regret.
The only reason I stay in Hampton Roads is for the talent. Take the new Perpendicular Magazine for example. Full of optimism, and taking themselves seriously, they are posting 8 1/2″ by 11″ bills on every flat verticle surface they find, drawing crowds to their shiny new domain. But these aren’t ordinary collegiate school students with gleaming, minty fresh, braces, they are comedians. You go, boy or girl I don’t know if Perp Mag is in any stores, but don’t worry, you can download it from their site.
I am placing this one on my to watch list. Lets hope for big things.
Man, I really hate the thought of dealing with a worm. Remember, farm raised salmon can carry worms, too. Cook all fish well.
This Slashdot link to battery life test shenanigans has been in one of my tabs for two days. It’s good stuff. It something I have said all my time selling laptops. Manufacturers lie. They lie and lie and lie.
I hate it when I am asked to demo a laptop and the buyer asks, “How long is the battery life?”
“Two and a half hours, tops.”
“What? This glossy product info sheet says 4 hours.”
“They lied.”
“Oh yeah, well, maybe I should be looking at you competitor.”
“Go ahead. They lied too.”
“Sure they did.”
“They surely did. They claim 4 hours, too.”
It’s Father’s Day. I’ve been busy all day, so no surfing. I have nothing but this convenient Chtulu realated post from MetaFlitter. And why not?
Youtube brings out the best in us. Like shock, and the overwhelming desire to mock. I don’t know what’s going on on kimzeynkink’s channel, but just the featured video was enough to elicit gasps from around my office. It kind of interest to see my office mates shock speechless for a few moments.
Wired’s guide to the tubes isn’t much more than an infographic, but it kept me busy most of the day. And not just the right end of the scale.