Sometimes I Wish A Blackberry Was Still Just A Fruit

"In the pre-Internet age... there came a moment when you turned off the TV or the stereo, or put down the book or magazine... You stopped doing culture and you withdrew — or advanced — into your solitude. You used the phone. You went for a walk. You went to the corner bar for a drink. You made love... You wrote a letter."

-- Lee Siegel, Against The Machine

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http://charlesandmarie.com/chair-personality-socks

Daily Candy just sent an email about this company. Really, socks for the bottom of your chairs?? Really? Someone is making money off of this! 20 bucks a pop!
Maybe I should sue...

Grad School

I'm in graduate school now and I remember when I was an undergraduate seeing all the grad students wheeling their books around in carry-on sized suitcases about to bust open wearing uncool jeans and un-hooded collegiate sweatshirts and thinking, I'm never gonna be one of them. And now I am, and I love it.

"I’m thin­king about the young wri­ter who has to wait tables to pay the bills, in spite of her wri­ting appea­ring in all the cool and hip maga­zi­nes.… who dreams of one day of not having her life divi­ded so harshly." -- Hugh Macleod in Ingnore Everbody

A Match Made In ...

this could have been me... damn! what a hunk...

I went on an audition for a Match.com commercial the other day. Yes, it's true, I hate to be the one to tell you, but the people on the commercials did not actually meet on Match.com, they met in the lobby of a casting facility on Beverly Boulevard in West Hollywood.

Some assistant at the casting facility played Cupid in the waiting room. You, yes you with the way-too-big-for-your-frame implants and you over there with way too much hair gel come over here. You'll audition together. And you, I'm sorry could you get off your phone for juuuust a minute, thanks much, yes you and him -- oh perfect! you both have on the same Ed Hardy tee -- it's a match made in heaven! You two get together. I was paired with an Australian dude, blond hair, blond slightly scruffy beard, and if he was the male version of me, well, out of this bunch, I was flattered 'cause the pickings were slim. She then told us to come up with a few things to say in front of the camera like "what attracted us to each others' profiles on Match.com" and "what are some of our common interests." So we all sat and chatted frantically for a minute or two. It was sort of like speed dating. After some slightly awkward forced chitchat my new "mate" and I were called into "the room" and started our little charade. He said he was attracted to my name because it was unique and I said I was attracted to his accent, which I almost immediately realized was a stupid thing to say because you can't hear an accent on an online profile. We then talked about (lied about) our mutual love of surfing even though I have only surfed maybe twice in my life and he admitted to me when we were leaving that despite the fact that he was Australian, he'd "neva been. Eva."

We were then told to slow dance in front of the camera (with a twirl) ala erectile dysfunction commercials and embrace in a warm hug. "You've found the person of your dreams, act like you mean it people!" the camera operator barked, while laughing, because he too realized how ridiculous the situation was.

While walking out I noticed one of the "matched up" couples was really hitting it off. Like actually hitting it off. And I thought, now THAT would be a great story. "Well, actually, funny that you asked, we met on an audition for Match.com."

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