February 2010
78 posts
According to the promos on NBC. That’s a strange way to try and heal the breach with viewers, many who dislike Palin intensely.
uggabugga is probably my favorite political blog.
I’ve tried using online dating sites a handful of times over the years, and I don’t understand them. What am I missing? I hope someone can explain it to me, because I honestly don’t get how this is something people actually find useful.
I’ve used OkCupid with pretty good results on and off over the past year. I think you need to just understand a few things.
- It is not a dating site, it is a job site.
- Your profile is your resume. The date is the interview. You should basically be describing the best version of yourself. That doesn’t mean lie, but your profile should be a reflection of what you really like about yourself.
- Pictures matter. Everyone has at least at least one or two photos of themselves where they think, “Man, I look pretty good!” Leave the rest on Facebook.
- For men, it’s a number’s game. Most women on their receive a lot of messages, and you need write something interesting enough to stand out. It’s like baseball; a response rate of .300 is pretty damn good.
- For women, it’s a crazies game. There are plenty of nice, normal people online, but they will be the minority of your messages. Get used to it.
- Like real life, some people click and some people don’t. Don’t stress about it.
I guess you could try to make it a little more personal. “Hey, you like the Pixies? Cool. I saw them play once and they were great!” But, again, who cares? That’s so… forced, and impersonal. That’s like a notch away from a canned pickup line you’d read in Maxim. And really, I don’t like people based on their favorite bands or their favorite movies or anything else you might read in a profile. Does anybody?
Your ‘forced and impersonal’ message is actually good (though if you’re interested in something besides a movie or music, go with that first). You’re acknowledging something in common and adding your own information it. The only thing you want to do is add a hook for them to respond to. (“Have you ever seen them live? What’d you think of their last album?”), because if the person is actually interested, it’s easier to get the ball rolling with something simple like that. The absolute worst thing is getting a message and having no idea how to respond to it because it’s just flat. And what’s a better alternative? “Hi, we’re strangers, but how would feel about falling madly in love with me?”
It seems to be a dirty little secret that about half my friends have. So let’s just deal with it. If I sound way to methodical about it, it’s just the way my robot computer programmer brain works. I actually kind of like helping people with profiles, so let me know if you want some advice (or want to ask me any other stupid questions about this).
I completely agree with JB on this. (Wait, what?)
Recently I have come to accept that Dating is an activity that requires an investment of time and effort, and not just something you do in your spare time. For all of the fun of dating, there is a corresponding amount of work required. And it’s real, annoying, actual work. (If you disagree, it’s because someone else has been doing the work for you.)
Ben, where is this magical place where baby hedgehogs run around in the streets?
Like all forwarded email, it’s kind of tough to determine the precise origin, but the location appears to be outside a solicitors office on Watergate Street, in the City of Chester, of the United Kingdom.
I don’t operate a “cute” tumblr, but the following arrived as an email-forward from my mom, and it felt like it belonged here. (This is not the first time I’ve “reblogged” an email from my mom.)
Hello to all you automobile drivers everywhere

I have come here to tell you to be so very careful when you are driving

Because this is the time of year when I am just learning to walk

So please don’t run me over

Just look how sweet I am
is it fair to say
that today
I am due
a hermit day?
Congratulations, the beast is starving. Now what?
I sympathize with developers. I’ve been involved in a number of major meetings with customers recently—requirements reviews, design reviews, and the like. There are typically two major portions of such meetings. There is the part during which the software engineers review the architecture, the technology stack, the performance issues, and all those very important, but rather boring, technical elements of the project. This is the part during which some people understand to some degree and others don’t. There is a need for coffee. Then there’s my part.
I get to show the part that everyone can identify with. Sure, they care about the architecture, but they get excited about the user interface. Everyone is engaged. Everyone has questions and suggestions. Any big misunderstandings on my part, or miscommunications on their part, come to light. Discussions and debates ensue. There is the euphoria of getting something right, and the disappointment of missing the mark. Sometimes there is a little embarrassment, but more often satisfaction. In any case, there is real engagement at an emotional, as well as intellectual, level by almost everyone in the room.
That’s not to say that the developers don’t enjoy their part or derive satisfaction from it. But, it’s pretty clear to me that I’m the lucky one. I get to do the fun part.
Time Out NY this week: profile, quizzes, stereotype test.
I’m posting a link to something I do not care about. I kind of hate Brooklyn. And I used to live miserably in Manhattan.
Now I live very, very happily in Queens where we don’t care about your borough war.
(via Brownstoner.)
My vote: Upper Manhattan!! Technically yes, it’s Manhattan, but it feels completely different. I’ve lived in Inwood for a year and for the first time in my life, I am renewing my lease. It’s safe. It’s quiet but has plenty of restaurants and commerce. It has an actual, real-life forest. It’s not off the L. And it’s CHEAP! I live alone, and I can’t believe I used to pay almost as much to leave in a 3-bedroom in piece of shit [censored to not offend those who currently live in this Brooklyn neighborhood].
Only real problem: most of my friends live in Brooklyn, which is so far away. I only go if my life depends on it.
Who cares? You guys don’t have to live in Jamaica, Queens so be happy. I have to travel an hour and a half to get into the city everyday. When I go home late, which happens more than I would like, its takes me the better part of 2 hours 15 mins to get home. There is nothing around except a 7-11, Dunkin Donuts, and a bar called Sly Fox Inn wear Old assholes go to fuck freshmen girls.
We must stop fighting amongst ourselves. We must unite against our common enemy: New Jersey!
Thanks a lot, Tumblr. This is why I use Wordpress! *shakes fist*
This is why I compose long pieces of text in a file on my computer, and then paste it into a web form. *wags finger*
My talented little bro made an iPhone app which disguises (and optionally) darkens your iPhone’s screen while you take photos. It is perfect for shooting People of Walmart or for not looking like a dickhead at that crowded, dimly-lit club where the popular indie band is playing.
It’s located here on the App Store and is well worth your $2.
(Apple rejected the original name, SubwayPervertCam.)
Thought some of you iPhone people would be interested.
I literally had the same idea for this app literally 6 months ago and suggested it to benzado. He said it was stupid. Well that stupid just got my $2.
I don’t remember you suggesting anything like this. It’s simple enough, I probably would have done it if you had. Either you have a false memory or you suck at describing ideas clearly.
For that reason, it is important that we fight over a clump of cells. As long as the debate hinges on that, we collectively keep our respect for human life on a higher level than we realize.
Except, in practice, we fight over a clump of cells, and ignore the human lives.