Month: August 2001

Because sometimes it’s nice to be duped: “A friend of mine calls A&F ìthe poor gay manís Pradaî.”

Depressing but true. Someone spend the time to put together 1 of 101 Dave Eggers Jokes, format them like his memoir was formatted and stick them on the internet. The memoir was wonderful. The jokes are … not. They’re too mean-spirited. Which brings me to the thread on Metafilter which asks if anyone out in the community has been the target of a website parody or attack. The answer, of course, is that everyone has been attacked at one point or another. But that we deal with it. Case in point – still up and running and still secretly upsetting me: Plasticfag.org.

As has become unpleasantly normal, a new day means a new piece of bad news from the new media / publishing landscape to fill me with dread. Today? IPC closes key websites – most of which, it has to be said, weren’t particularly good or interesting sites. But still – not the point.

An insight into my barbelith posting habits reveals a singular interest in fanfiction and authorship, Buffy, sexuality and the recent Channel 5 movie, “Justice League of America”. That was way lame.

And no sooner had it came back, than Blogger search disappears once more.

It was the greatest and most glorious flop of the dot.com rush, and now it might be a movie. Cameron Diaz and Ed Norton may be in the running for Boo.com, the movie. The most depressing thing about this whole enterprise is that you just know there’s some poor techie or usability guy or designer sitting in the back of every scene sobbing his eyes out. Possibly the most idiotic company of all time to be given $100 million, Boo.com could have been run on a hamburger and a piece of string and still not made any money.

Possibly for a short time only, Blogger search returns.

Today on Barbelith: Internet killed the media star – “There was a time in America where you would hear a song on the radio, love it, and be afraid to walk away from the speaker for fear you would miss the DJ announcing who was performing. But with the media getting more homogenous and people turning to the internet for excitement, are those days over? Elijah Non Grata investigates.”

When OJ Simpson met the UKBlog Kids: Being a project derived from a conversation between Darren and myself, subsequently soliciting several submissions.

One of the best songs ever written is Leonard Cohen’s ‘Night Comes On’ from his album Various Positions. Well – it’s probably in the top couple of thousand. And I was drowning in it this afternoon, when the squealing horror of a scratched CD shook me from my peace. This is a tragedy.