I am so glad to see she remembered to pack the pale-pink furry snow boots. Every successful Web entrepreneur approaching 30 should have a pair. And a teddy bear.
"I woke up early and headed down to the studio at Next New Networks. The girls of Nonsociety were shooting new episodes of TMI. When I got there, Mary was working and so was NonSociety's old intern Samantha. She went off to college last year, and now she is home for the month doing work here and there for them. Megan, the producer, and Meghan, the technology blogger, all showed up on time … but there was no Julia in sight. Julia actually showed up two and a half hours late. I think the production team who works on their show grew really impatient, which is understandable. However, when she showed up, things moved really fast and the girls immediately taped their episodes. Interns couldn't go in the room, so Samantha and I sat outside and worked. I was able to get a lot of work done via the internet, so it was a good time to get ahead."
2.5 hours late? Who do you think you are, Ms. Baugher? Also, why would Mary and Meghan put up with that shit.
Why hasn't Gawker posted anything about the fact that they have hidden keywords in their source code, something that could and should get NonSociety removed from Google...?
@Mary Mouse: Search terms hidden in the code, but not visible on the page, in order to get high Google listing for totally unrelated search terms. This is from the reblog [www.google.com]
In other words, if you want to do a Google search to find your credit status and phrase it as "what is your credit status," NonSociety pages will show up as the first two results. It looks like this [i42.tinypic.com]
I've really tried, but I can't hate Julia like so many people do. That sort of tenacity does get a degree of grudging respect out of me. It just shows if you obstinately believe in yourself hard enough, anything is possible. Give it five years, and I'll hate myself for it but right now... god help me, I find it absurdly encouraging.
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@Not The Red Baron: If you believe in yourself and come from the Right Sort of socioeconomic background. Julia's didn't exactly scratch and claw her way up from The Hood.
@Not The Red Baron: Yep, if you're a spoiled, horrific little girl whose daddy is a big lawyer, you can get yourself into Georgetown and then use your narcissistic personality disorder on that new fangled invention the World Wide Web to "lifecast" (blog) your every burp. Not exactly the Horatio Alger success story, BTRB, but I'm sure that Mr. and Mrs. Baugher are very proud of little Julia. ahem. ahem.
Oh, have you spent any time with dear Julia? THAT might make you reconsider using a term such as "respect" in any capacity when it comes to the pink lady.
@JeanBrodie: Nope, I haven't spent any time around her, but I'm certain there is little she could do that would make me feel venomous towards her - I'm afraid if I could afford to live in Manhattan and fuck about on New Media projects without worrying about paying the rent, I'm pretty sure I would, so I can't decently hold it against her. NonSociety isn't killing anyone, all I can find it guilty of is making people envious.
@Not The Red Baron: Oops, I answered myself! Soon I'll be interning at nonsociety and fetching Julia's free headbands!
For NTRB, I'm not envious of a woman pushing 30 who dresses up in porno skirts, blogs about mean boys and posts endless pictures of herself in a hotel lobby during our historic inauguration. Like most who comment on reblogging nonsociety, I was forced to spend time with this trainwreck of a human being, someone who would sell her own mother for a quarter if she thought it would generate the cover of Newsweek. There is nothing admirable about Julia Allison Baugher. As for people I respect, guess that I'd count Toni Morrison, Tom Wolfe, Hunter Thompson, Doris Lessing, and, yes, Muriel Spark, great writers all, among them. You know, writers who actually write something worth reading, unlike Journalist Julia.
@JeanBrodie: The free headbands! Instead of Carrie Bradshaw with a closet full of $40K in shoes, Julia probably has a closet full of $400 in headbands.
@Not The Red Baron: I don't know anything about you, NTRB, but I have thought similar thoughts and quickly concluded that I couldn't do it. I couldn't figuratively whore myself out on the internet to absolutely no end except the fulfillment of my own masturbatory urges. I couldn't post endless pictures of myself in a wide array of shameful costumes made from unnatural fibers and condoms. I couldn't cut and paste entire e-mails and IM conversations without permission exposing unsuspecting innocents whose only crime is the most tangential of associations with me to ridicule and criticism. Most especially, I couldn't spend my days pretending I have some higher purpose when my only real aim is to sleep late, party all night, order around a teenage slave under the guise of an internship, and amass free trinketry.
I have a conscience, and I imagine you do too, so I suspect we're both at least a step removed from Ms. Baugher.
"I kept thinking about hip-hop culture and lesbian culture, and after all my Gender and Women's Studies classes, I still don't feel like I have a grasp on any of that - just a very small knowledge."
"After a lovely brunch, we headed to Fred Flare, which is in Brooklyn. We went all the way to Queens and then Brooklyn, which was definitely out of the way. We saw no one in Queens, and then in Brooklyn (Greenpoint), no one spoke English … only Polish. We found Fred Flare, shopped around, and ended up going back to Manhattan as soon as we could."
"Off of Sullivan street is a little restaurant strictly dedicated to peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Heaven for Dillon? I think so. I just read about this place in the student edition of Time Out New York from earlier this year, and I knew I had to take him there. The place is called Peanut Butter & Co.
He got the "Elvis" sandwich: Peanut butter (crunchy), bananas, bacon, and honey. I am not a big fan of peanut butter and jelly, so I stuck with a bolognia sandwich with cheese, mustard, and mayo. Our sandwiches were really big, and the bread was fresh. They were served with potatoe chips and carrot sticks, just like you would expect in a lunch for a kindergartener. I loved this place a lot. I definitely want to go back. Their menu is outrageous, and I can't wait to try something else."
"The girls shot TMI all day, and although interns weren't allowed into the studio (it was very small, and I the girls tend to get too distracted with a lot of people in there), I think the episodes went well. As you can see, Julia's dog (Lilly) is sniffing Mary in-between takes."
@Phyllis Nefler: "I woke up early and headed down to the studio at Next New Networks. The girls of Nonsociety were shooting new episodes of TMI. When I got there, Mary was working and so was NonSociety's old intern Samantha. She went off to college last year, and now she is home for the month doing work here and there for them. Megan, the producer, and Meghan, the technology blogger, all showed up on time … but there was no Julia in sight. Julia actually showed up two and a half hours late. I think the production team who works on their show grew really impatient, which is understandable. However, when she showed up, things moved really fast and the girls immediately taped their episodes. Interns couldn't go in the room, so Samantha and I sat outside and worked. I was able to get a lot of work done via the internet, so it was a good time to get ahead.
I just invented this mantra for the non-lebrity: free trash is trash still. For this, I will accept payment in the form of one billion Time Out New York headbands.
It's kind of like Alien 3, where you think you killed them all but one of the sucking things stowed away on the space ship and subsequent horror ensued.
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"I woke up early and headed down to the studio at Next New Networks. The girls of Nonsociety were shooting new episodes of TMI. When I got there, Mary was working and so was NonSociety's old intern Samantha. She went off to college last year, and now she is home for the month doing work here and there for them. Megan, the producer, and Meghan, the technology blogger, all showed up on time … but there was no Julia in sight. Julia actually showed up two and a half hours late. I think the production team who works on their show grew really impatient, which is understandable. However, when she showed up, things moved really fast and the girls immediately taped their episodes. Interns couldn't go in the room, so Samantha and I sat outside and worked. I was able to get a lot of work done via the internet, so it was a good time to get ahead."
2.5 hours late? Who do you think you are, Ms. Baugher? Also, why would Mary and Meghan put up with that shit.
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In other words, if you want to do a Google search to find your credit status and phrase it as "what is your credit status," NonSociety pages will show up as the first two results. It looks like this [i42.tinypic.com]
It's also a major violation of Google's TOS.
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Is there any way to delete comments once you've sobered up?
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Oh, have you spent any time with dear Julia? THAT might make you reconsider using a term such as "respect" in any capacity when it comes to the pink lady.
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For NTRB, I'm not envious of a woman pushing 30 who dresses up in porno skirts, blogs about mean boys and posts endless pictures of herself in a hotel lobby during our historic inauguration. Like most who comment on reblogging nonsociety, I was forced to spend time with this trainwreck of a human being, someone who would sell her own mother for a quarter if she thought it would generate the cover of Newsweek. There is nothing admirable about Julia Allison Baugher. As for people I respect, guess that I'd count Toni Morrison, Tom Wolfe, Hunter Thompson, Doris Lessing, and, yes, Muriel Spark, great writers all, among them. You know, writers who actually write something worth reading, unlike Journalist Julia.
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I have a conscience, and I imagine you do too, so I suspect we're both at least a step removed from Ms. Baugher.
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"After a lovely brunch, we headed to Fred Flare, which is in Brooklyn. We went all the way to Queens and then Brooklyn, which was definitely out of the way. We saw no one in Queens, and then in Brooklyn (Greenpoint), no one spoke English … only Polish. We found Fred Flare, shopped around, and ended up going back to Manhattan as soon as we could."
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FACT: No one in Greenpoint speaks English, including myself. And 'jestem wypite'!
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"Off of Sullivan street is a little restaurant strictly dedicated to peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Heaven for Dillon? I think so. I just read about this place in the student edition of Time Out New York from earlier this year, and I knew I had to take him there. The place is called Peanut Butter & Co.
He got the "Elvis" sandwich: Peanut butter (crunchy), bananas, bacon, and honey. I am not a big fan of peanut butter and jelly, so I stuck with a bolognia sandwich with cheese, mustard, and mayo. Our sandwiches were really big, and the bread was fresh. They were served with potatoe chips and carrot sticks, just like you would expect in a lunch for a kindergartener. I loved this place a lot. I definitely want to go back. Their menu is outrageous, and I can't wait to try something else."
OUTRAGEOUS! Also, potatoe.
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"The girls shot TMI all day, and although interns weren't allowed into the studio (it was very small, and I the girls tend to get too distracted with a lot of people in there), I think the episodes went well. As you can see, Julia's dog (Lilly) is sniffing Mary in-between takes."
I THINK WE HAVE UNMASKED NEWTOJEZEBEL, YALL!
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What a bitch she is.
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