June 2008
Buy the new Lauren Weisberger book, “I Like Being Treated Like A Rich Person”. Wherever conceited books are sold.
May 2008
Roommate is watching Forrest Gump. Movie fits perfectly in with the 60’s/70’s, but could you make an idiot savant movie like that about the 80’s/90’s? I hear the follow-up book to the one that inspired the movie is actually kind of bleak. But still - thinking of the running montage, where he inspires “Shit Happens” and “Have A Nice Day”, it makes me...
'Sex' on top with $26.9 million Friday - Variety →
skeetonmischa: It’s both surprising and not surprising that the Sex & The City movie is doing so well right now. The Real question is can it maintain for a second weekend? I mean, in a way, it’s already this generation/era’s Rocky Horror Picture Show with the dressing up and the cocktails. I mean, if the Arclight is smart, they’ll keep the picture around for a while and just do a bunch of 21...
Thought of the Day:
rockuboff: I usually have a big pool party at my house on Long Island over the summer. I was thinking of maybe having a Tumblr meet up/pool party if people would be down. I’m only an hour by train from the city and 45 minutes by car from most points in Brooklyn. Thoughts? It would be bad ass… This idea is full of win.
beff: Glad not to be a pothead. - wait, why? The irony of this is that I was about eight beers into the evening when I said it. Not that I particularly seek such things out, but at a party last night there was a HUGE bag of high-quality weed sitting right out in the open. It was somewhat spectacular. If I had made different decisions I would probably still be passed out on their rooftop. There...
UNHINGED (a new feature we’ll be running occasionally when the brakes stop working) I went to a party last night where I was the only male among 20 women. And tonight, I was at several parties where the ratio was more than clearly in my favor at times, and where I had the attention of (at least) decent women. No take-homes or phone numbers, though. Should I just kill myself? Today’s...
Are we not gchat friends?
doree: I recently switched my gchat buddies list to “large” (yeah, yeah, that’s what she said, nyuk nyuk), and so I basically get a list of almost everyone I’ve ever emailed if they’re online, because, of course, the fundamental difference between gchat and IM is that gchat adds people automatically. I was talking about this with Jessica last night—basically, about how people show up who you...
Alright! →
fatmanatee: Someone else noticed the fake-sleep. Can someone inform Sheila to send these pictures to me so I don’t have to search people’s tumblrs for this stuff? It will go on tumblrfail ASAP. Gosh, even Meghan Asha is doing it. I had high hopes for her, too. What we need is pictures of bloggers passed out on subway platforms. That’s the real “sleep” for a lot of these...
youngmanhattanite: FYI, experiencing major physical difficulties here at mission control. Indian burns on your pecker? No more “freelancing” for you today! (When does this weekend start, already?)
Take a report. You're done. →
katiebakes: Ash pointed me to this blog, and it’s killing me. Go check it out. This post in particular describes 25-30% of my workday. Hell. Yes. But why isn’t it a Tumblr? Well, that said, I could make it a Tumblr easily with a new login and an RSS hookup… hrrrm…
“From now on I will call this version of the cocktail a Bernard Manning because it is the most offensive and yet self-satisfied Caucasian I have ever been presented with.” (for non-Brits, Mr. Manning. Not that it’s important. It’s still funny without knowing the person being called out like that. Or maybe that’s just my sense of humor…)
trappedintime: Flight Of The Conchords - “If...
I’ve updated this post about 5 times changing the one section about Leona Lewis. It’s amazing what type of rabbit holes that minimally-useful fact checking on Google will lead you down. After all that effort poking around singles charts and YouTube, I’m still not queuing any of the related songs. The one useful thing of all of this is that now I can make a joke about an Alicia...
youngmanhattanite: Someone else do the math: at the last published page view/bonus rates, have the Gawker writers now outearned Emily based on the reportage of her story? Math not needed. Payout rates have declined significantly since Emily left, and the number of “editors” has more than doubled (diluting the editorial payout pool and urinating in it at the same time). If...
Vulture Editors Predict the Song of the Summer — New York Magazine Yeah, let’s look at this list: 1. RIHANNA “Take a Bow” Ummm, no more of her, please. 2. LEONA LEWIS “Bleeding Love” Have you heard this song? Sure, it is pervasive, but not the type you queue up. This is the type of song that gets crammed down your throat on the radio. I thought this was actually put out by the...
Leave some goddamn breadcrumbs, you dipshits
syntheticpubes: A blog(ger) that collects and displays the work of others without linking to their sources is a veritable geyser of AIDS and FAIL. And, really, geyser of AIDS is an idea worth borrowing and crediting. (via eec)
It may be because I have a son who is a high school junior, but all this need to stand out from the crowd sounds a lot like what guidance counselors have been telling college applicants with increasing urgency over the last few years. As admission to elite schools becomes frenzied, students have taken to writing novels, creating documentaries and building schools in Cambodia to stand out. So it...
“There are other fish in the sea, Chris. Bloop bloop.” Maybe we can forget a second about the subject of this story, and simply appreciate this general tale of karma - from teen princess to Sprite-wearer to East Village waitres, ultimately ending up as Nick Denton’s workday slave and ruinous TMI-spewing writer. (After all, what does her current level of fame get her? More guest...
Peanut Butter Jelly Time
fatmanatee: Today, I am experimenting with mind-altering peanut butter. Smooth peanut butter. I’ve always gone with the chunky type, and looking back, I’m not sure why. The way that I dipped my knife into the container, it was like I was carressing the slice of whole wheat bread. If this is heaven, slathering chunky peanut butter is the opposite: rough and uncomfortable, like Katie’s bikini...
Rooting for the underdog, eh?
lovepuppy: I am becoming a real Mets fan. Its time to break down and buy a shirt/hat.
To get out of the fucking suburbs
juliaallison: is what Carrie Bradshaw said today in the movie true? That women come to this city looking for the big “L” - either Love … or Labels? Because that’s not why I came here. Why did you come to New York? Hah, this isn’t for a column, is it? As is my usual complaint about the whole SATC phenomenon, what amounts to Darren Star’s vapid fictionalization of Candace Bushnell...
Filed under “problems that aren’t really problems”: I’ve cooked so much bacon in the microwave lately that I now have a bacon-flavored microwave.
Ever wonder what music videos were popular the week Lorena Bobbit cut off her husband’s penis ow ow ow ow ow
15 Things Kurt Vonnegut Said Better Than Anyone... →
One of the quotes is, “Literature should not disappear up its own asshole, so to speak.” Gee, what does that remind you of lately?
That's What She Said
fek: Ow. My throat. Ow. It still feels like there is a vice around it/dick in it/someone strangling me.
I reblogged this first.
fatmanatee: Gawker commenters are saying that the 60M piece that keeps on appearing in my dashboard first aired last summer. In unrelated news, can we stop being so smug about being the first to catch onto something on the internet?
“It is hard for me to dismiss the opinions of hundreds of N.Y.T. readers”Especially when you’re obsessed with each and every single comment someone makes about you? Not untrue!
Watchdazzlingdelta: bg5000: Paul Rudd is the best screensaver ever.
Kate Hudson and Lance Armstrong took their romance public this past weekend when they were spotted kissing in Cannes… According to a source at the party who spoke to People, the two seemed to thoroughly enjoy each other’s company, dancing to ’80s music.Looks like they were having a ball.
To which I say: naturally it would be a public...
caro: What I wonder, on a duller note, is whether William F. Buckley actually intended that famous statement with the political gravitas with which the Times article endowed it, or if he was really just taking a snotty potshot at Harvard, as us petty inbred Ivy dilettantes are prone to do often. I’m no expert on Buckley, his context, or Ivy potshotting - the original quote was amusing to me...
Looks like I remembered correctly
via princeton.edu
To which I say: naturally it would be a public...
caro: Well, duh, of course a Yale man would say this. brianvan: Mr. Buckley recalled a famous line uttered by his father, William F. Buckley Jr., Yale ’50, who observed in the 1960s that he’d rather “be governed by the first 2,000 names in the Boston telephone book than by the 2,000 members of the Harvard faculty.” If I seem to remember correctly, Caroline went to Princeton. Oh snap, Ivy...
The vast left-wing conspiracy strikes again
cajunboy: Bill Clinton insists that his wife is the victim of a media cover-up. Yeah well, Bill, if you “covered up” your wife a little bit more (and other women less) maybe she wouldn’t be such a bitch. (oh, did I say that out loud?)
Mr. Buckley recalled a famous line uttered by his father, William F. Buckley Jr., Yale ’50, who observed in the 1960s that he’d rather “be governed by the first 2,000 names in the Boston telephone book than by the 2,000 members of the Harvard faculty.”
Twitter / Tony Bacigalupo: Tweetup TONIGHT at 6:30pm at d.b.a. - 1st Ave between 2nd and 3rd St. I’ll be stopping by at some point. Come meet some awesome people! (43 minutes ago from web)
“There’s no getting around that this is a film oriented to women and gay men”
Best Buy Dance Off...
nickmcglynn:
Favrd is hot.
Signs that I may be Tumblr obsessed: When I leave my Dashboard alone between 8am and 12pm, there are 12 pages worth of updates for me to browse. (And no single person is the culprit)
