No offense or anything, but did you write this?
I miss Sassy -- the publication that rocked my world from 1988 till 1993 -- but thankfully, someone's produced this exhaustive archive and shrine to all things old skool Sassy (just overlook the few mentions of the truly horrible Jane). There's also quite a bit of info on Dirt, Sassy's brother publication that counted cooler-than-cool director, actor and photographer Spike Jonez -- way back when he was 21 -- among its Master Cluster.
In more computer-related weirdness, a preacher is claiming that computers manufactured after 1985 are vulnerable to being taken over by demons, who also speak in tongues via a nameless program. Yeah, I hate it when that happens! So kids, instead of telling teacher that the dog ate your homework, just explain that your computer was possessed by demons again.
The council has shut down a cybercafé in Covent Garden (London) that was hosting a weekly nude surfing night. Er... forgive me if I'm being a bit harsh and prejudiced, but I don't know that I'd want to see many hard-core online junkies surfing in the nude. Maybe it's just me...
Somehow, I can't really blame this guy, but I think he's overreacting a bit. Then again, I didn't get engaged to a woman online who I thought was 30 and beautiful and was really a 65-year-old woman with a chopped up body in her freezer.
Speaking of McSweeney's, here is a great article about the creator, Dave Eggers, and his book A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius, which -- by all accounts -- really lives up to its title. It hasn't been published in the UK yet, which is pissing me off mightily, especially when I read rave reviews like this one. Grrr, I want! If you're in the US, get thee to Amazon and order it now.
McSweeney's is having a party! And it would appear that y'all have scammed an invite. How I wish I was going to be in New York on March 16! Lucky ducks. I don't even live in a country where they give you money for empty pop cans; if I did, I'd be collecting cans so that I could dress myself in a McSweeney's shirt ('exclusive to people with $16').
Anyone who's ever ventured into the land of IRC should get a kick out of these three links... Poor Khaled Mardam-Bey. With all the kids running off in droves to piss off their parents by installing Linux (most of whom are to [sic] lame to read BitchX.doc, he's probably only ever gonna make about 99 cents from all the work he's done on mIRC.
Deep down, you wish you were leet. Sorry, I mean 'l33t'. Yes, you do.
If you -- like the other 99.9% of the 'online community' (ick, by the way) -- are a Sims addict, you might want to go to Computer Stew (one of my favourite sites) and download the censorship patch that removes the pixelation when your Sims take a shower, change clothes, whatever; also known as the 'See the Sims naked!' patch. By the way, the Sims backlash starts here. Suffice it to say that I'm really glad I didn't actually pay for my copy.
I certainly do not condone this kind of behaviour... but I will laugh at it, and laugh I did. This site prompted my usually-unshockable friend Jen into exclaming, 'Holy shit, what a crazy bitch!' -- so it really does live up to its domain name. Thanks to Cecily for the link.
If you've ever seen a more lovely, originally-designed website than this, then I want whatever hallucinogens you're taking.
11 March, 2000
Anal leakage? Greasy discharge? Pass the Olestra-laden chips! (The headline for this piece -- about adventures with the all-American fake fat, Olestra -- by benzoate on Hissyfit reads: 'Olestra to benzoate: Is that a poop in your pants, or are you just happy to eat me?' -- hee!)
So, disgraced Conservative and former Member of Parliament Jonathan Aitken says that his 14-year-old son persuaded him not to commit suicide. As if his trio of empty-headed daughters wasn't enough proof, we now know for certain that idiocy runs in the family...
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This kind of bull really annoys me. Why should writers opt for well thought-out and researched prose when they can go for the tired, inaccurate clichés? Um, credibility, maybe?
The BBC is having a talent search for sitcom writers, programme developers, on-air presenters, radio trainees and composers. Aspiring sitcom writers should go here for some excellent format and writing tips.
I agree wholeheartedly with the first contention made in this article. I haven't seen The Insider (but hope to, when it's released in the UK), so I can't comment on #2.
George Michael is being sued -- for the second time in a year -- for slander. Hmm, I sure do wish someone would sue him for his latest album of tired covers....
Even if I had the artistic talent and technological know-how needed to make add such a cool feature to my website, I'd probably still be too lazy to do it. I want.
I dare you to read this and try not to laugh. I don't know what's better: the artwork or the text. Page 6 is especially hilarious.
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