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I have no idea what I am doing.
This lady called for a plumber. You won't believe what happened next.
do feminism next
I can never see the title of that Austin Mahone song without thinking of Silvio Berlusconi.
@Multiphasic Paramore is my guilty pleasure that I no longer feel guilty about enjoying. Biggest regret is not going to see them when they came to my town this year - couldn't find anyone to come with, should have gone solo.
I know Paramore entirely through their cover of "Stuck on You." I am happy that I'm not the only person who remembers Failure. That the other four people who remember Failure are all younger and prettier than I am makes me feel less gratified. Here endeth the entirety of my thoughts about Paramore.
my best friend's brother makes $86/hour on the computer making lists about demographically-rich subjects and writing native advertising.he had not even been able to define smarm 6 weeks ago but last month his check was $21058 just working on the computer for a few hours and now when hes around his family he camouflages his emptiness with warby parkers and gifts of name brand whisky
Alright, you guys caught me: I never had pine mouth.
@Ralph Haygood Paul Graham of Y Combinator told New York Times he funded some terrible guy just because he (physically) looked like Mark Zuckerberg. Your regular racists and misogynist sound like fucking rocket scientist compared to these products of the Silicon Valley "meritocracy".
@Maura Johnston: The short answer is that the San Francisco/Silicon Valley "tech" scene (in which I have done time) is substantially an asskissocracy, as Dan Mitchell (http://bit.ly/12Wzwx8) remarked apropos none other than PandoDaily, the venue for today's hijinks. Getting funded is largely a matter of knowing the right people, conforming to their prejudices, and having the right "pedigree." Bryan Goldberg, the perpetrator of Bustle, is just the kind of fellow venture capitalists are looking for. In particular, he was a founder of Bleacher Report, which was bought last year by Turner Broadcasting. Once you've had such a successful "exit," you can probably find a venture capitalist willing to fund practically any cockamamie scheme that enters your head, as long as you say you're targeting some nice big "vertical." The result is a lengthy procession of well funded, terrible ideas.
The Spiers/Holmes/Sklar pile-on was a particular highlight.