Would love your Chrome extension input as I build the MOST POWERFUL BROWSER KNOWN TO HUMANKIND (sorry about the pre-roll). Thanks!
"To prepare my fridge for the (imaginary) big cake, I imagined buying a second fridge designed specifically for big cakes. When I go to bed, I imagine my new fridge awaiting the arrival of the cake, smile, and glide to sleep like a white-chocolate canoe on a river of Riesling, with icing sugar snowing from the peppermint sky."
— Troy McConaghy, commenting on my recent post about TWiF’s hiatus. I am confused and aroused.
Kudos, TheHairKid.
Wanted to update everybody regarding This Week in FUN, the weekly show I do with my BFF Martin Sargent on the TWiT network each week. If you’re a fan of the show, the following probably isn’t…
"Bring up ageism and out comes it comes — it’s the one insult that’s considered socially acceptable. It’s like watching an old movie where women, blacks, Native Americans or Chinese were assumed inferior. Only it’s here and now, in 2010."
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Dave Winer, who’s probably subject to more ageism than he lets on because the tech industry is particularly bad about it. I’ll be shocked if I can get a fulfilling programming job at the relatively young age of 40. (via marco)
Good thing I’ll never have to worry about that, being in front of the camera and all. Thank god I’m a woman, too! Whew.
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OMG they made me like Miley Cyrus. 2010, bitches.
You know I love mashups, right? Well today I love this one best.
Party & Bullshit in the USA. Notorious B.I.G. v Miley Cyrus.
I can’t hear “Party & Bullshit” in any form without wishing I was listening to Ratatat’s remix anymore. I firmly believe that no arrangement of “Party & Bullshit” will ever top it. So fucking good.
richjm asked: Hi Sarah. Every single morning, the crazy lady in the flat downstairs screams, bangs things and whistles. It's all very primal and horrific to hear and it sounds like an apocalypse is trying to escape from her head and take over her kitchen. We're talking 6am-ish, lasting for a couple of hours, every... single.. day. Even weekends. What would you do? Talk to her (and risk whatever comes with that), complain, or ring the police every morning like the neighbours do? Bear in mind she covers her front door in tin foil and posts notes through the door written on tissue boxes with apologies for the noise and saying it's simply because she has a lung infection, so a conversation with her won't be the most rational. I feel very sorry for the poor lady but at the same time my patience is wearing thin. Ok.. shoot!
Yours, Richard in London, England.
Assuming that your flat is amazing and you’re not going to move and that the police aren’t helping and that your landlord is ineffective and/or deaf, I think you should start living in your bathtub, under the water, in snorkel gear. With earplugs. 60% of the time it works every time!
sarahlane asked: Dear Sarah, why are you so pretty?
Good question, Sarah. The answer lies somewhere in the nature vs. nurture debate. I think. Ask my mom.
Just kidding Formspring. Or am I? You can ask me.
I meant for the following post to be written before 2009 ended, but since I’m still asking myself what year it is and walking in circles, I figure I’m still within an acceptable time period to…
