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From the Is-Mike-Arrington-an-ass?-poll

In a conversation with Merredith:

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Merredith

Twitter web client stole my avatar in DM - bleh!!

While we’re at it, let’s not forget Brian Solis in the Irony 2.0 department:

In what is sure to come as an absolute surprise to the tech PR industry, TechCrunch…

I have a feeling Brian is trying to be serious. That’s the beauty of Irony 2.0 - he probably won’t get it. Geddit?

Courtesy of Susan Scrupski

From the: We’re-totally-screwed-dept

Sarah D nails it:

Compare American to European cars. We suck. Japanese cars aren’t much better, but they say what little they have to say with a nicer interior.  I won’t drive an American car. It has nothing to do with the economy, it has to do with personal style. It has to do with what stepping out of Suburban says about me. I am not that person. I think we look for cars that express who we are. If American’s are the cars that are made here, and I fear that we may be, we are big, bloated, self-centered, styleless, disposable, and interchangeable. Don’t bail them out, hire them some European designers.

OK. I lied. I owned one other American car. I had an AMC Pacer. It was a custom conversion that my dad gave me. Not only did it have a custom paint job, it had a beanbag for a passenger seat (somehow that was legal, we could pile 6 people in there). AND, and I am dead serious, it was a pick-up truck. A Pacer, an automobile inspired by the ladybug, that was converted into an utterly useless pick-up truck with a beanbag seat. WTF does THAT say about me?

Indeed - what does that say about YOU Sarah?

From the no-shit-sherlock dept

Via Twitter

Well, some things need to be said- even the most obvious things.

Image via Wikipedia

From the followers-of-fashion dept

You know what it’s like - you want to be hip and cool so you go buy a MacBook Pro, iPhone and a Crumpler. Then you find people are turning up at conferences toting a Canon EOS 450D. Fark - where does all this fashion following end?

Oh yeah - when I get handed a pink slip.

In the meantime guys and gals, please give Canon a break. They wanna get you buying the latest and greatest, not some last year thang.

A direct lift of a title from SocialText blog:

One of the questions I get most frequently is: “If anyone can edit a wiki, how do you protect the organization from misinformation or, worse yet, from vandalism.” So I was really happy to see the following paragraph in yesterday’s New York Times article on Diplopedia, the State Department wiki for the diplomacy community:

What if someone creates disinformation or vandalism? Mr. Johnson was asked in Egypt — a not-infrequent question when the topic of wikis comes up. He pointed out that unlike Wikipedia, Diplopedia does not allow anonymous contributors, so bad actors could be tracked down. He then observed, “There are plenty of ways to commit career suicide; wikis are just the newest one.” (my emphasis)

Give that man a cigar! (That man is Eric M. Johnson from the State Department’s eDiplomacy group.) Vandalism and misinformation may be legitimate concerns on public sites like Wikipedia, especially after high-profile missteps like the infamous Siegenthaler incident. Inside the firewall, however, it’s a complete non-issue.

Here’s another. Heard about the dope who pulled a sickie only to announce the fact he’d done one over on his company’s management on Facebook?

Taking the piss but funny anyway - try this email to Guy Kawasaki:

Jenny@thebloggess.com wrote:

Just wanted to say thank you for including “Mama Drama” on Alltop. You made our day!

My personal blog, The Bloggess, is not popular enough for the “Ego” section and not momish enough for the “Moms” section. Have you considered a section for ”blogs that inexplicably get lots of hits even though they’re all about offending your ritzy neighbors by taking risque crotch shots in your front lawn and tattooing your half-paralyzed-man-boob cat”? Because I’m pretty sure I would totally kick ass in that section.

Love and googly eyes,

Jenny

In da blogroll RSS thingy.

You can’t possibly pass first time around. This poor sod is pretty determined:

It’s nothing to do with ability to drive a car. Far from it. It’s more like seeing how well you cope with a national bureacracy.

Nothing new there then.

FRIENDS of rogue trader Jerome Kerviel last night blamed his $7 billion losses
on unbearable levels of stress brought on by a punishing 30 hour week.

Kerviel was known to start work as early as nine in the morning and still be at
his desk at five or even five-thirty, often with just an hour and a half for
lunch.

One colleague said: ‘He was, how you say, une workaholique. I have a family and
a mistress so I would leave the office at around 2pm at the latest, if I wasn’t
on strike.

‘But Jerome was tied to that desk. One day I came back to the office at 3pm
because I had forgotten my stupid little hat, and there he was, fast asleep on
the photocopier.

‘At first I assumed he had been having sex with it, but then I remembered he’d
been working for almost six hours.’

As the losses mounted, Kerviel tried to conceal his bad trades by covering them
with an intense red wine sauce, later switching to delicate pastry horns.

At one point he managed to dispose of dozens of transactions by hiding them
inside vol-au-vent cases and staging a fake reception.

…from A Friend

I was depressed last night so I called Lifeline.
Got a call center in Middle East
I told them I was suicidal.
They got all excited and asked if I could drive a truck.

from A Friend

A direct Twitter message from Amanda Chapel discussing how one deals with idiots:

“It’s nothing a fist full of Prozac and a baseball bat couldn’t cure.” - Woody Allen

How true.