@PandoraSpocks: Zing Zing Zing ZING ZING ZING ZING just you try and click on these links to actual blog posts with these ZINGS all over the damn place! Zing!
@ampersandparade: Well, the Hungarian IT department or wherever the fuck they are now has also made it impossible to reply to two people at once. So for you and SKAHAMMER and the others, I must say that this camel's back is only one straw short of collapse.
I stayed after Balk left, and Emily, and even when the other women had it after he canned Sheila. And Ii adore Sheila. I am trying to stay after Richard, but if I get one more fucking pop up, I am gone.
Nick Gatsby, this is your better self calling.
But you never listen, do you?
This sounds like what I imagine hell to be like. People networking, namedropping and tweeting all over the place like they have uncontrollable social diarrhea.
I'll still with the corner diner and their omelettes.
As usual, the HuffPo gets the level of journalism it (doesn't) pay for.
But congrats on Gawker's "biggest traffic month ever"!
(If I were the editor-in-chief of a new site covering the entertainment industry, I might do the tiny bit of work it would take to corroborate that statistic rather than just accepting the head of the company's party conversation as the last word on the subject -- but as a mere commenter, I know it must be true.)
Wasn't that a thrilling piece? My favorite part was when Sharon mentioned how Zack and AC wouldn't sit in the same booth and that Screech was drinking Kool Aid Great Bluedini out of his He-Man thermos.
So like, once a upon a time, these peoples were called "publicists" and/or "PR managers," yes? And being at the top of one's 'field' had absolutely NOTHING to do with being formerly married to the head of a hugely popular gossip column, or being the offspring of a high-powered attorney, or being the ex-fraternity brother of the head of some muckraking "influential" blog or whatever, right?
But NOW, media peoples are all out of work, is that right? So they figure: "Fuck the middleman! We got gold, bitches. Cha ching!"
08/06/09
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I stayed after Balk left, and Emily, and even when the other women had it after he canned Sheila. And Ii adore Sheila. I am trying to stay after Richard, but if I get one more fucking pop up, I am gone.
Nick Gatsby, this is your better self calling.
But you never listen, do you?
06/14/09
I'll still with the corner diner and their omelettes.
06/14/09
06/14/09
06/14/09
To the point of regurgitation.
06/14/09
06/13/09
At least it was quick. I'll miss ya, buddy.
06/13/09
But congrats on Gawker's "biggest traffic month ever"!
(If I were the editor-in-chief of a new site covering the entertainment industry, I might do the tiny bit of work it would take to corroborate that statistic rather than just accepting the head of the company's party conversation as the last word on the subject -- but as a mere commenter, I know it must be true.)
06/13/09
06/13/09
06/13/09
05/11/09
05/11/09
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05/11/09
No, because you read Twitter so that I don't have to. Thanks!
11/19/08
11/19/08
So like, once a upon a time, these peoples were called "publicists" and/or "PR managers," yes? And being at the top of one's 'field' had absolutely NOTHING to do with being formerly married to the head of a hugely popular gossip column, or being the offspring of a high-powered attorney, or being the ex-fraternity brother of the head of some muckraking "influential" blog or whatever, right?
But NOW, media peoples are all out of work, is that right? So they figure: "Fuck the middleman! We got gold, bitches. Cha ching!"
Aha hah ah aha haa. Wow. That's some sick shit.
How much does it cost?
11/19/08
Ooooh, Lockhart! Here's a suggestion to add to the "Abrams Research... Services... Examples" page:
"...A small NYC restaurant is weighing options on media strategy and building its brand.
* Abrams Research can set up a meeting or call their peeps at the head of Eater, Grub Street, and Down by the Hipster."
Bwah hah ahaha aha HAHAH hahahahahaa
Sold!
11/19/08