Enjoy Turkey Day!
Don't forget to unbutton your pants after eating. You don't want to accidentally shoot somebody's eye out.
November 22, 2007
November 18, 2007
Leave it to Korea to make internets addiction sound like a bad thing
Well, not exactly. Rising levels of internets access in South Korea has allegedly led to rising levels of internets addiction cases. The problem has become so severe, with millions of young people - most of them boys - spending up to 17 hours online every day, that the New York Times is reporting that the South Korean government is funding a boot-camp style rehab center to wean the pasty fellows off the virtual teat.
I was going to write a 10 page rebuttal to the preposterous notion that the internets is addicting but I'm still working on my "Why Babies Need More Asbestos in their Diet" paper.
The article provides further entertainment at the expense of South Korea's image with this sparkling exchange between a Boot Camp instructor and an internets addicted waif-boy.
I was going to write a 10 page rebuttal to the preposterous notion that the internets is addicting but I'm still working on my "Why Babies Need More Asbestos in their Diet" paper.
The article provides further entertainment at the expense of South Korea's image with this sparkling exchange between a Boot Camp instructor and an internets addicted waif-boy.
I have no doubt that some major network is already turning this into a reality television show.“Do you have anything to tell your mother?” the drill instructor shouted from below.
“No!” he yelled back.
“Tell your mother you love her!” ordered the instructor.
“I love you, my parents!” he replied.
November 17, 2007
I'm Smart and also not so Smart
I have no idea what the criteria is for this evaluation but my site was rated College level for the Blog Readability Test. You must be this intelligent [--------------------------------] to read My New York Times. The Spoon also rated at a College level while my sports page, The Athlete's Footnotes, scored at a High School level. Dumb jocks.
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November 16, 2007
New internets, job, filthy conversations
The internets is up and running in my apartment and what was the first thing I did? Immediately interrupt my busy schedule of practicing the GREs (verbal stuff is getting there, quantitative stuff not so much) to watch television shows!
In other news...
I got hired the other day by an advertising research company. Apparently advertising research is conducted in survey "game" formats to measure people's recall/recognition of advertised products (either in commercials or within the programs themselves). Writing these survey questions requires knowledge of the programming, grammar, and a little creative flair. I guess I have enough of all three and I'll also be trained to write questions for sports programming (because that pays even better!). It's not the sexiest job in the world, but it pays pretty well.
In an unrelated note, I was at the library a couple days ago. I was on the phone so I paused before entering. Besides me was a well-dressed African-American man also talking on the phone. I was listening to his conversation with half an ear when I realized that he was quietly spewing the nastiest sequence of words I have ever heard. Pure, straight-up nastiness. The amazing thing was that even though I was certain he was berating the person on the other end of the line, they moved on to holding a natural, normal conversation just a few minutes later.
New York people are weird.
In other news...
I got hired the other day by an advertising research company. Apparently advertising research is conducted in survey "game" formats to measure people's recall/recognition of advertised products (either in commercials or within the programs themselves). Writing these survey questions requires knowledge of the programming, grammar, and a little creative flair. I guess I have enough of all three and I'll also be trained to write questions for sports programming (because that pays even better!). It's not the sexiest job in the world, but it pays pretty well.
In an unrelated note, I was at the library a couple days ago. I was on the phone so I paused before entering. Besides me was a well-dressed African-American man also talking on the phone. I was listening to his conversation with half an ear when I realized that he was quietly spewing the nastiest sequence of words I have ever heard. Pure, straight-up nastiness. The amazing thing was that even though I was certain he was berating the person on the other end of the line, they moved on to holding a natural, normal conversation just a few minutes later.
New York people are weird.
November 9, 2007
November 7, 2007
Show some love
Want to see more? Check out my post.Please check it out and have your friends/enemies read it as well. Also leave a comment if you can. It's charity, baby.
November 6, 2007
Changes in New York weather, my job
This past week the temperature in New York has hovered just above 50 degrees Fahrenheit which is roughly the cutoff point for when my building’s heater turns on. If it were any warmer then I’d be all roses and candy canes. If it were any colder I’d be snug inside my heated room. As it currently stands, I’m neither hot nor cold except for my feet and extremities which have apparently seceded from the rest of my body and migrated to Iceland when I wasn’t looking.
Today my feet weren’t the only things making unexpected departures. That clever segue requires some explanation: today at work I was busily typing away in my 2 square feet of desk space for nearly forty-five minutes before finding out my supervisor (and only collaborator) had left the company. Of course, this was made worse by the fact I found all of this out via AIM from my departed supervisor – nobody in the office thought to tell little ole me.
I immediately had one of those “Oh crap! The walls are closing in on me!” sensations and if I wasn’t on the 9th floor I would’ve tried sneaking out the bathroom window. Fortunately, I met a new supervisor and he not only gave me permission to do/write whatever I want on the different networks, he encouraged me to do so! Being an unpaid intern must make it easy to keep me around.
The crazy thing is that despite my lowly status as an unpaid intern, I’ve been “promoted” to full access to every single darned thing on every system at Next New Networks. If I seriously wanted to screw up the company I could literally go in and delete EVERYTHING. (If you work at Next New Networks and are reading this, please remember that I would never think of doing such a thing, no matter what I just typed in the preceding sentence.)
Back at home…
I think in my last post I wrote about getting two whole rooms to myself. Well, that didn’t exactly work out and I ended up getting a single room, although that’s proven to be plenty big for me. Technically, I actually have the entire apartment to myself since my roommate hasn’t moved in and my third roommate does not exist as of yet. As a result, I’ve been able to focus on my studies and writing.
Today my feet weren’t the only things making unexpected departures. That clever segue requires some explanation: today at work I was busily typing away in my 2 square feet of desk space for nearly forty-five minutes before finding out my supervisor (and only collaborator) had left the company. Of course, this was made worse by the fact I found all of this out via AIM from my departed supervisor – nobody in the office thought to tell little ole me.
I immediately had one of those “Oh crap! The walls are closing in on me!” sensations and if I wasn’t on the 9th floor I would’ve tried sneaking out the bathroom window. Fortunately, I met a new supervisor and he not only gave me permission to do/write whatever I want on the different networks, he encouraged me to do so! Being an unpaid intern must make it easy to keep me around.
The crazy thing is that despite my lowly status as an unpaid intern, I’ve been “promoted” to full access to every single darned thing on every system at Next New Networks. If I seriously wanted to screw up the company I could literally go in and delete EVERYTHING. (If you work at Next New Networks and are reading this, please remember that I would never think of doing such a thing, no matter what I just typed in the preceding sentence.)
Back at home…
I think in my last post I wrote about getting two whole rooms to myself. Well, that didn’t exactly work out and I ended up getting a single room, although that’s proven to be plenty big for me. Technically, I actually have the entire apartment to myself since my roommate hasn’t moved in and my third roommate does not exist as of yet. As a result, I’ve been able to focus on my studies and writing.
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