random slice of the internet – august 30, 2011

who says recycling can’t be competitive, lol. [Incidental Comics]

young the giant at the VMAs

The Jakes, Stanford’s Next Big Indie Band (published 3/09)

The decision to go on academic hiatus was a difficult decision for The Jakes, but selling the idea of dropping academics for a shot at musical success to their parents was an even bigger hurdle. Gadhia, who comes from a musically-inclined family, wasn’t going to take any chances about a parental veto.    “During Thanksgiving, we [the band] had a joint four-hour meeting with our parents,” he remembered. “We dressed up and got paperwork and contract info and basically did everything possible to impress the shit out of our parents.”

profiling sameer over 2 years ago and his decision to pursue music.  and look at him now!  way to dream big.

sameer is a good guy, also.  this is just an excuse to show that i am connected to lady gaga by two degrees, sort of.  ?!?!?!  no, not really.  it is, however, a great excuse to post camp photos.

like all the other (blue unit) ck counselors, he was great with kids and a great team player and full of enthusiasm.  baseline for any counselor.  his camp name was yeah yeah.

he brought his guitar, and before he had more of a singer/songwriter feel than indie rock.  he had this really awesome song called amber fists.  he was very popular among the counselors.

yeah yeah, monkey, and denali.

BLUE make that soulja boy go BLUE make that soulja boy go BLUE make that soulja boy go BLUE

what happens when a gizmodo editor goes on an online date with a magic world champion

i find a variety of things about this story interesting.  here are some pieces:

My Brief OkCupid Affair with a World Champion Magic the Gathering Player (i actually am… pretty offended that gizmodo posted this)

At dinner I got straight down to it. Did he still play? “Yes.” Strike one. How often? “I’m preparing for a tournament this weekend.” Strike two. Who did he hang out with? “I’ve met all my best friends through Magic.” Strike three. I smiled and nodded and listened. Eventually I even felt a little bit bad that I didn’t know shit about the game. Here was a guy who had dedicated a good chunk of his life to mastering Magic, on a date with a girl who can barely play Solitaire. This is what happens, I thought, when you leave things out of your online profile.

I later found out that Jon infiltrated his way into OKCupid dates with at least two other people I sort of know, including one of my co-workers. Mothers, warn your daughters! This could happen to you. You’ll think you’ve found a normal bearded guy with a job, only to end up sharing goat cheese with a guy who takes you to a one-man show based on Jeffrey Dahmer’s life story.

The Science of Gawkers Nerd Baiting

Now, I’m not here to debate about just how shallow of a person Ms. Bereznak is, the internet has lambasted her plenty for this. The fact that people can be superficial or stuck in a high school mindset is not news, as it unfortunately happens every day, even as the stigma of “nerdom” is slowly fading from popular culture as almost everyone likes superheroes and video games these days.

It was genuinely not my intention, and I tried to write a few thoughtful follow-up pieces engaging the community afterwards and people could see I believed in the points I was making. But the fact is, it’s hard to argue with the results, as such tactics clearly do work for getting hits, intentional or not.

AMA – Jon Finkel

I think it’s kind of funny. I mean really the article coulda been a lot worse. I think I’m unpale (for me at least) after a summer of riding my bike and playing basketball, and I dont know if I’ve ever worn a ‘hedge fund uniform’ but there are worse things than “He was tall and thin and I cant believe he didnt tell me about this game he used to be really good at”

the reddit ask me anythings are awesome.  and there is random magic the gathering stuff peppered in!!  awesome.  he is quite the class act?

My Father, the Objectivist

the ayn rand article that got jon finkel’s attention.  i actually found it to be a really compelling, interesting personal essay.  which i think is ultimately the goal of any personal essay.

contemporary/hip hop dancing

rachel and i had a friend date this sunday that involved hip hop dancing.  we learned “sweeping” and how to dance to “clash tap tap boom da boom” or something like that.  and DYNAMICS.

the above is not a video of us, but a video of another class that we saw.  what a cool fusion of styles.  cool song.  i want to be able to do that.

protest of a protest of a protest of a protest.  people protesting a hacking that was protesting a cell phone shutdown that was protesting protesters who were protesting a killing on BART.  [gawker ]

on the shortcomings of social network interactions.  overall, usually not a fan of these “god, the internet is ruining everything” pieces, but sort of would have to agree with this.

That was a funny tweet about hobo vaginas! *Favorite.* That video you posted on Tumblr of a cat attacking a mirror was hilarious! *Like.* I see on Facebook that your ladyfriend is pregnant. *Like.* (I guess.)

But let’s say someone has some really bad news to share. They lost a job. Their dog died. They have an incurable STD. All stemming from the same incident. Should you “Like” that?


“Nuance is the first casualty of non face-to-face communication,” he explains. “And complex emotions need a complex delivery mechanism like the human face. I’m not sure I’d want social networks to handle emotions beyond the most banal; ‘liking.’ What if we could hit a button for ‘outrage?’ How many of us would mistake that for actual effort? And if I told you all I had cancer do I want you clicking the sad emoticon button? I’d beat cancer just to kick your ass.”

“We should put our energy into designing things to make people’s lives better, not to make society more emotionally infantile. We used to design things to take us to the moon, now we design things to keep us from getting out of bed.”

So, look, sure. You can go ahead and Like it, or Fave it, or Star it or Heart it. Go ahead and click whatever dumb icon the software has left for you. But when you do that don’t mistake it for genuine sentiment. You aren’t expressing emotion, you’re clicking on something. You’re changing a setting, not the situation.

Don’t offload your humanity on something you click with a mouse. Remember that even though we’re interacting electronically, you’re still a person with more than an upvote/downvote capability. No matter what shape that icon is, your heart’s not a button.

And so after you click that easy dumb little button, write a reply. Say something. Use your human capacity for language. You don’t even have to say much. Just a little text. If you don’t know what to say, you can just say “sorry.” It’s enough.



Eugene Mirman

@EugeneMirmanEugene Mirman
Sometimes when you turn on NPR you can’t tell if someone is telling a story or describing a weird, multicultural dream they had.

Mindy Kaling

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More and more frequently I fail at typing in CAPTCHA codes, am I a spambot? Be honest
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