No kidding. I’m working at home today and the home phone just rang and it was Tay Zonday, the Chocolate Rain guy, whose voice totally sounds exactly like it does on that video. He goes, “This is Tay Zonday. You think I’m a one-hit wonder with some kind of gland problem, and I think you’re a demented hack who needs to get his nuts cut out. Could you spare a few […]
Yeah, I know. These videos suck. And yet the doofballs keep making them. And other doofballs keep watching them. Just doesn’t seem fair to me that Fake Steve shuts down, while the blendertards just keep booming, along with icanhascheezburger and Perez Hilton. Groan. Don’t get me started.
Just did a quick videocam intereview with a guy named Justin who has a show called TalkingheadTV and he was asking me which iPhone apps I like best. Um, well, uh, I had to admit that I’d only tried a few. Flashlight (stupid but it’s only a buck and possibly useful someday); Facebook, AIM, Tetris, WeatherBug, VoiceRecord. And that was it. Justin turned me on to Jott, SpeechCloud and SpeedDial. But this made me wonder. What are the best ones? […]
Portfolio magazine is to the media world what Sam Palmisano is to technology — you know they’re still out there, somewhere, if only because you’re pretty sure that if they’d gone out of business you’d have read something about it, yet you never seem to see Portfolio anywhere or hear about anything they’ve said or done lately. They’ve been publishing for a year and a half and the only buzz they’ve generated has to do with the huge turnover […]
Emails rolling in about the RSS feed not working right. The ninjas at WordPress assure me they are working on it and will have it sorted ASAP. Okay?
So I wanted to get out and stay out. I really did. I wanted at least to have the summer off. But stuff keeps happening and I can’t resist. Jerry Yang and Carl Icahn and Steve Ballmer continue doing their frigtarded three-way monkey dance. It’s getting to be like one of those Ricky Gervais bits in the original Office (the funny one) where he lets the scene go on too long and it goes from being funny to being painful … and he still won’t stop. He makes you watch. It’s terrible but you can’t look away. And, if you’re me, you can’t help rushing to the computer to make fun of it. So thanks a lot, Ballmer-Icahn-Yang, for not letting me getting any rest. Just when I thought I was out, you pull me back in. Bastards!
Plus look at the ridiculous shit happening in the rest of the Valley. Sarah Lacy has hired a personal assistant. Sweet holy Jesus. What’s next? A personal chef? Anyway, I cannot imagine what kind of person would sign up to be Sarah Lacy’s Personal Assistant (SLPA). All I know is that, SLPA, whoever you are, you must start blogging. Now. For some reason I imagine SLPA is a woman — probably artsy, just out of Oberlin and moved to the Valley with a degree in creative writing and a bad dose of low self-esteem. SLPA, whoever you are, if you don’t want to keep a blog, then please get in touch with us and we’ll do it for you. Okay? I promise not to edit or embellish too much. Well, maybe a little. Also, Sarah Lacy, if you need a cabana boy, I’m available.
Meanwhile, for a glimpse into the future of Sarah Lacy’s life, see this: