Facebook has always reminded me of a high school corridor lined on each side with lockers. Bullies and prom queens mingle in pubescent anguish, terror and catastrophe fill the air. For me, Facebook is a nightmare I wish I could awaken from. Trying to distinguish publishers by associating them with Facebook seems like a big mistake.
Where's the bowl? All I see is a paper plate. And Tabasco on Mexican food is gross. Where's the Tapitio?
There is a dog doo scraping quality about doing creative work for agencies. The bar is too high, the audience and client too numb. This holds true for copy, artwork, music, app design, anything. It's better to accept the dreadful aroma and push forward with optimal enthusiasm, if only to set an example for the burnt out agency cretins.
I had my Facebook account hacked in 2011. This led to illegal use of credit cards, hacking of email and other online accounts, and an attempt at early withdrawal of my pension. Stay away from Facebook. You do not want everyone knowing everything about you.
I have also had bats fly right into my face when I lived in Connecticut. The 90 year old woman next door at the time informed me that they "Get in your hair and suck your brains out."
I've managed to watch 5 minutes of some of these. The last one I agree with 100%. Anything TED: Ugh.
Interesting commentary. It reminded me of the time me and my boyfriend drove to Newfoundland from New York. The sun barely set there and the bugs were spurious. We ate cubensis mushrooms and stayed in the tent when it rained, then went on some amazing hikes during the better weather. Later, we traded some mushrooms for hash with one of the super-friendly locals.
Appropriate logo! I tried Airbnb a few times and hated it. The people that use the service are lonely, neurotic and weird. I'll pay the extra for a good hotel room with privacy and health department inspections
Waiting for the next queue. Or is it queueing up for the next wait?
I read this and audibly let out an "awwww..."