Intergalactic. Not my beautiful cake, but as soon as I read meara's post, that echoed in my head.

I have been to the farmer's market and brought home lots of goodies.

CJ turns 16 a week from today. Sixteen! Not possible.

I think I'm only aware of two Beasties songs--I may have heard them, but they haven't stuck in my mind--and I'm not fond of either of them. Not my beautiful cake either.

Ooooh, len, I shall try that! I'm unsure how many people is good to both be clearly anecdata, and also say FUCK YOU AND YOUR INABILITY TO APPRECIATE THE THUNDEROUS AWESOMICITY OF THE SCIENTIFIC METHOD.

Not my beautiful cake either.

This is also a valid anecdata point, so if anyone would like to participate in my YOU ARE NOT USING EARTH LOGIC STUPID INTERNET PERSON poll, this answer is perfectly acceptable.

Allyson, Excel will do it for you, easy peasy.

Mine is pretty clearly Intergalactic by a country parsec. I'm not a huge fan, but that song is anthemic.

The Montreal Comedy Festival was...funny. And not just like that. They'd have an "Uptown" show every year, which was lampshaded as black folk, but they also tossed in the odd Maori. Completely shameless. Some black comedians transcended uptown--Dave Chappelle, Bill Bellamy, Steve Harvey, but they all at least performed the Uptown show.

And there weren't that many black women around behind the scenes of the festival, so they all noticed me. So I got shenanigans every year. Some of the shenanigans were the cool fun kind, and those primarily have Chappelle stamped across them, but then there are your Davidsons, your Sinbads, your Mike Epps. I was tasked to go forth from On The Spot and report back on the ways of the randy black American every year.

Good times, good times.

The guys at the restaurant in the other building in the office complex laugh at me when I buy two or three muffins every day I buy any, but that means with my partial work schedule I can still have a morningstar for breakfast every day, even if I don't come into the office five days a week. And for dinner, from time to time also.

LeN, Nick Denton said that he wanted it to be harder for you to read all the comments. So, he's succeeded admirably. Fucking asshole. I don't mind dropping jez, gawker, giz and lifehacker, but I'm reading less than half as much of IO9 articles (I'm as active in the general topic forum as before--but there's no editorial content there, nor ads), and I'm bitter about that. If you read with Chrome or Firefox, one of the kotaku readers wrote a plugin that restores the earlier reading metaphor, if you're interested: [link] Since I'm an Opera user, I'm out in the cold from both official site support and friendly hackers, so I only crack open Chrome and peek at the articles a few times a day. The general topic forum hasn't significantly changed format.

Nick Denton said that he wanted it to be harder for you to read all the comments.

What is his reasoning behind that? "Goddamn commenters, how dare they actually comment!"?

I remember an article about him discussing the shittness of internet comment sections and how to make things better, and he had no good solutions.

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There are some awesome sites for comments, but they're rare, because they're heavily moderated and that takes a lot of time. Ta-Nehesi Coates manages his comments well, and if he can't be around, just shuts down commenting.

Consuela, if you have Netflix streaming, they offer Foyle's, as well.

We started watching Island at War last night, and though it has much the same look as Foyle's, and Saskia Reeves, Philip Glenister and Joanne Froggat (from Downton) in the cast, it was apparent it was much grittier and dark, in spite of the gentle English sunshine. We opted for more S4 SG:1. We can endure hardship and cheese, confident things will work out in the end, and save the unresolved angst for another evening.

Yeah, I get Amazon Prime, but not Netflix streaming. Amazon works fine for me.

Just had an unpleasant phone call with my folks. ARGH. I need to get my mother a new psychiatrist, but she refuses to go see them or then lies to them about her mental state (or willfully refuses to remember her condition, anything is possible).

I just read this really great essay by a dude who went from an ultra-orthodox jewish school to public school, and his first crush on a girl, and how difficult it was to go from "you cannot even look at girls" to, "is it ok if I kiss you?" when he was 16.

Really lovely piece. And half the comments are a few people calling him a shitty waste of space writer. You know what? You don't actually NEED a comments section at your online magazine. You just don't. If you have quality, interesting pieces, people will come and read them.

Feedback forms are fine. Sure, nut jobs will still write asshole shit to you, but you cut out the waste products who are only there to troll. Trolling is no fun if you can't even be sure your troll reached the target.