There is pretty much nothing gawker.com has to offer me without a plethora of comments. Their news is not news, their journalism isn't journalistic--the comments were literally half the fun, if not more. Without that, I can get my shit elsewhere.
I still like IO9 a lot though, but my commenting there has dropped dramatically too. I have to fire up a different browser to be able to read much.
They left lifehacker until the last--I saw some people hoping they'd escape, but sheeit. Nick Denton, man! No matter if the tips and counterpoints in the comments weren't as useful (if not more) than the posts themselves. On IO9 I want to talk to people--on LH they have a shitload of people doing the writer's jobs for free and it's not like I'm the only person that noticed that his employees are often wrong and don't print retractions.
I just keep thinking back to the "Use WD40 on everything!" post that was quickly flooded with "Oh, god, please don't ruin your stuff!" comments from people who seemed to have a clue. I'm not going to get property damage because I don't read the comments on other sites...
Oh, and Denton has of course managed to rile people up, so each new install comes with fresh new *apparently* unbannable trolls making undeletable posts...I suspect they'll be discovering new functionality in the admin console--I just hope it's sooner rather than later.
I think I need ice cream.
I had the best ice cream yesterday and today:
Haagen Dazs vanilla espresso. It rocks the house.
the comments were literally half the fun, if not more
Very much so. I've been reading both Jezebel and io9 a lot less since I can't figure out how to navigate the comments.
Nick Denton, man!
The dude just can’t leave well enough alone. C’mon.
scurries back into the relative safety of b.org
There are times when the fact that I'm an Internet PresenceTM is a little weird. On a whim I took a photo of my evening snack, then posted it on Tumblr. 20 minutes later it has 54 notes. I'm very grateful for my fanbase (and let me tell you, thinking about my "fanbase" is another basket of mutant kittens), but still. Weird.
There are times when the fact that I'm an Internet PresenceTM is a little weird. On a whim I took a photo of my evening snack, then posted it on Tumblr. 20 minutes later it has 54 notes. I'm very grateful for my fanbase (and let me tell you, thinking about my "fanbase" is another basket of mutant kittens), but still. Weird.
Or, alternatively, your snack was
just that awesome.
My best post to Tumblr has 38 notes after six weeks.
I don't think I have any notes on mine. I'm not even sure how many followers I have, which is sad because I like Tumblr a lot more than Twitter or Facebook.
To be fair, Jilli, your snack did have a pink drink with a bat stirrer, which lends credence to billytea's theory.
Scola, it is not cool that my best post has almost as many notes as yours, as your photos are friggin awesome.
