Etude, which I worked on last year at Steinway, is featured on Apple’s Valentine’s Day gift guide!
Etude, which I worked on last year at Steinway, is featured on Apple’s Valentine’s Day gift guide!
Found this in the process of educating Midori on Bay Area hip-hop. It is simply one of the best things ever, I have no words. Just watch.
Let’s talk about how great it is that there’s a song about dim sum.
This is maybe the best thing ever and oh, can we have this truck in Boston please?
*dedicated to all my Kappas*
First one to make a dubstep version of this wins the internet. For real.
In Mauritania, where big is beautiful and stretch marks are sexy, young girls are brutally force-fed a diet of up to 16,000 calories a day — more than four times that of a male bodybuilder — to prepare them for marriage. - Marie Claire Magazine
…. I have often muttered under my breath after overindulging on fatty foods that I wished (Western) society’s beauty ideals promoted curves rather than sticks, but this is horrifying.
Sometimes you can only explain how absurd something is by exposing people to its extreme opposite. We probably sound as crazy to them as they do to us, and we’re both wrong.
Reformatted my machine and found a great picture of my latest obsession (the Devialet D-Premier) as a new background.
Clean install is so clean. I find that given the kind of computering I do (custom scripts in custom paths with custom conf files etc) it’s good to reset every year or two. I think I’m going to be stricter about using VMs and stuff like virtualenv to separate project-specific stuff from global stuff on my machine.
I’m also going to figure out how to buy a piece of audio equipment that costs 11k euros. Thinking about something along the lines of indentured servitude to a demanding french master.
These types of shitheads are everywhere in my industry, and they are the bane of my fucking existence. One of them recently wormed her way up from the assistant level into my department, and I’ve spent the last couple weeks trying to teach her how to wipe her own ass.
I liked her well enough at first. She’s hot shit, barely old enough to drink, and loves telling everyone about her fashion blog. (Yeah, it’s a tumblr.) For about fifteen minutes I even thought she might have protégé potential.
Unfortunately, she’s useless. The bitch can’t be bothered to lift a finger if it’s not something she considers fun, and when she finally gets around to doing the job she’s paid to do, she fucks it up so badly that I have to do it all over again.
The worst part is, she refuses to acknowledge that she has anything to learn. In her mind, she’s fucking perfect. The bitch can do no wrong.
That’s why I’m firing her tomorrow.
It sucks, but she’s left me with no choice. She called in sick this morning after refusing to work late last night, which is her passive aggressive way of daring me to get rid of her. So be it. I don’t have time to babysit a lazy, self-important little brat who wouldn’t know a hard day’s work if it joined her for a manicure on her lunch break.
I’m pretty sure tomorrow will be the first time in her entire life she’ll have to face adult consequences for her behavior.
I dunno, maybe she’ll learn something from it.
Just announced today.
Then again, it’s ridiculous to think about upgrading my audio interface - the MOTU I have is freaking awesome. What I really need are better mics…
