1: You're referring to the fact that current.tv needs w-lfs-n's help?
It was a nice piece, and they do come off well.
What's everyone "Oh my"-ing about? It's current.tv. Seen by well over eight people. Surely the NYT thing was a bigger deal. Or was there some egregious mistake?
What's everyone "Oh my"-ing about?
I'm kind of hoping it's the heavy presence of McArdle and unknown-to-me-Economist-blogger.
6: That last scene of the group watching the PA primary results come in does look uncomfortably like the beginning of some sort of geek orgy scene. If only they'd laid the cheesy seventies music over it.
What's everyone "Oh my"-ing about?
People we know becoming media objects. Partly it's the feeling of unreality at watching it happen, partly it's being glad for them for getting publicity (and they do come off well), and partly it's trepidation that they're selling themselves as media images. In fact, "Oh My" was the first draft title of the post.
Becks couldn't get some screen time as "[RL], who blogs under a pseudonym about golf, wine, and finance"?
7: Now that would be niche porn.
I'm pretty sure Becks was trying to minimize her screen time.
Oh my, your voices sounded different in my head before.
8: On current.tv. The fat kid with the light saber is more well-known. And they don't come off as the least bit dickish. How in gawd's name did catherine not get screen time, though?
People we know becoming media sex objects.
First DC's hottest non-TV media personalities, now this. I'm looking forward to being able to say I assturbated Kriston back when he was nobody.
But I do think you all come off well in the piece, except for your kitchen stove.
re: 13 i don't live in the house anymore, and i'm not a political blogger, so sadly, i didn't really have much to offer. kriston and i do need to get back on our vlogging game, though.
Oh my, your voices sounded different in my head before.
Always reminds you how different from normal speech the cadence of news anchors and reporters is.
i didn't really have much to offer.
Not so. You're clean-shaven, and that counts for a lot.
You're clean-shaven
Apparently Tim knows catherine better than he's let on.
18: My stubble and I beg to differ.
Was "Clinton will probably win" one of Saiselgy's renowned reverse predictions?
Maybe I should've made a more of an effort to attend an UnfoggedCon while the Flophouse still had some indie cred.
13: At 2:59, on the couch. It's not much, but hey -- it's catherine!
And what she said at 16.
you are all eagle eyed. i didn't even notice myself.
That's why we like her - she's so modest.
They skipped the part where I fed Jane Galt a post.
22, 24: I'm talking face-time, not background cameo.
I fed Jane Galt a post
Of this, you're proud?
When did catherine resume blogging?
I'm watching with the sound off in a cafe. Who's the scrawny dork in the orange shirt?
i vlogged my sort of return here. it's been a pretty lame return, though. i just don't have as much blogging time lately.
I just paused the video to let it load, and Yglesias looks remarkably like McCain in the picture that he and Ezra have been using. Good thing they're not media objects getting hated on by bloggers yet.
Who's the scrawny dork in the orange shirt?
Have you got a high-gloss screen on your laptop?
Who's the scrawny dork in the orange shirt?
Sam Boyd.
33: Nice.
Nice try, Gonerill. I'm wearing a green shirt.
scrawny dork in the orange shirt
That shirt is yellow, and that dork is Sam Boyd—the new Catherine.
The old catherine was way more attractive.
34: Oh come on, something that obvious gets a "nice"? This place used to have standards—even you used to have standards.
Does he wear a sports bra around the house?
Catherine is a unique snowflake. You cannot just slot in a dork and call that a "replacement."
38: i'd like to note that i got a complaint for wearing a swimsuit at the beachhouse this weekend while going from the hot tub to the pool. seriously.
the new Catherine.
That must be awkward.
The old catherine was way more attractive.
And not so anorexic.
37: I thought it was clever. Now, that might be because I didn't get the implication for a minute or two.
Obviously everyone is just afraid that they won't be able to restrain their animal lusts around you, catherine.
At first blush this worry appears understandable, for whose carnal appetites could fail to be excited to a high degree by someone so lascivious? But when we stop to consider that your intellectual prowess doesn't lag behind your physical charms, and that therefore, in your discerning crowd, the higher faculties too are aroused, we see that there is actually no cause for concern on that front.
Therefore, we infer that your friends are puritanical weirdos.
I'm sorry I called you a dork, Sam.
That's a little weird. I was barely dressed the whole weekend and that prompted only one or two middling complaints at best.
Obviously, no one is afraid that his or her animal lusts will be aroused by the sight of Armsmasher-flesh.
I only referenced Ben w-lfs-n calling you a dork, Sam.
46: Sam, to apologize for w-lfs-n's loutishness, we would like to offer you this fruit basket.
Arguably, by using the term "that dork" as you did, smashy, you are committed to the claim that Sam is a dork (and the claims that can be inferred from it, and at least some claims that infer to it). If you wanted to avoid that commitment, you should have used scare quotes: sthat dorks.
That's cool. I wasn't really sorry.
The fruit basket, however, is totally earnest.
Possible a unique snowflake dork, possibly a generic off-the-shelf dork, but no substitute for a Catherine snowflake unit.
"that dork"
The forcefulness of the article was intended to draw attention to the plaintiff, not the defendant. If I accepted the term, I would have used the more generic article to refer to the target of your condescension. I'd think that in a feedback section for a blog that aspires to discuss such topics as: corporate finance, I would be able to make my meaning clear without resorting to brute scare quotes.
a Catherine snowflake unit
Are you about to start talking about mouse orgasms again, John?
Even the term "Catherine snowflake unit" is deceptive, as it implies the existence of a common measure. But in catherine we have incommensurability in its purest form. Medical-grade incommensurability.
No number of mural orgasms could possibly amount to catherine.
Chill, ben, she knows about your crush on her.
The Catherine snowflake unit neither is, nor is not, one Catherine snowflake unit.
After menopause, catherine will be even more incommensurable, something which it hardly makes sense to say, but which is nevertheless true.
(As Lichtenberg put it: A catherine-meter. Mensura catherinae. My face is one.
.)
in catherine we have incommensurability in its purest form
Not so fast, Ben.
61: I'm amusing myself, at least, if no one else.
a Catherine snowflake unit
This sounds like the promotional name of a designer six-sided condo. Perhaps in the density-loving future when we all live in beehive-inspired complexes of tessellated hexagons and our primitive hallways are replaced by a system of (fun as hell) pneumatic tubes.
The Armsmasher snowflake unit would come pre-furnished with replica cowhide chairs and couches, a pair of longhorns on the wall, and a drawer full of nylon porn shorts.
Women's eggs are costlier than men's sperm.
Ok, but how do men's eggs and women's sperm stack up?
The eggs do okay stacking-wise, but the sperm won't hold still.
except for your kitchen stove.
I liked the stove. "Hey!" I thought. "It looks like my stove. Hurray!"
$4375! Eat it, Ben.
I've never before wished that I suffered from elephantism.
Maybe if you cooked the sperm, causing the tails to entangle.
How is my body worth three hundred dollars more than yours, Ben?
Smoking apparently knocks about a grand off your net worth.
(Let's see, if Mr. B. and I both sell our cadavers, we can probably cover closing costs. Well, no, wait, Mr. B.'s got cruddy health. Maybe if we sell our cadavers *and* PK's....)
Sell the right to claim PK's body at any point more than ten years from now.
Are we the focus group?
I'd like to see catherine read for the part of armsmasher. Maybe heebie-geebie could read for the part of someone. Can we find a way to incorporate calasis?
Actually, sell the right to contend for PK's body at any point more than ten years from now; that way, you can sell it to multiple people. Presumably you wouldn't be able to sell it for as much after there are already a few contenders, because the field will be crowded, though.
I should be able to make a pretty penny off that, actually, given how cute his butt is.
Can we find a way to incorporate calasis?
I read this as "Can we find a way to incorporate calabasis", which resembles "catabasis" just enough to be confusing.
I should be able to make a pretty penny off that, actually, given how cute his butt is.
I can completely understand. I love my kids' butts. I am always pinching or patting their little butts. Actually, now that I think about it, I do that to BR also. Heck, I think I probably did it to w-lfs-n and Bitch too!
I'm pretty sure will didn't touch my ass (please, people, "butt" is deprecated), but I might just be blocking it.
34: Oh come on, something that obvious gets a "nice"? This place used to have standards--even you used to have standards.
It was 50 comments ago, so I take it the sting has worn off by now.
You've been behaving strangely since that time with Will, Ben. Talking helps.
please, people, "butt" is deprecated
Admittedly I use the word "ass" with PK a fair bit, but in general, when speaking of children's asses, one uses words that are less likely to be found on porn sites.
I'll leave it to others to do the google fight of Porn Ass vs. Porn Butt, but 88 assumes facts not in evidence.
It's a wound that will never fully heal, Gonerill.
I always knew I was a scrawny dork. It's one of those things that you never really doubt. But I always thought of that knowledge as something that I alone had, something I could keep on the inside. To have it exposed so publicly, and in such a snide manner—I feel as if I've been violated.
w-lfs-n being violated is hot?
Gonerill, Will, et al .... eventually it's no longer a "violation" but your inmost self. First you become Other, and then Other becomes Same.
95: That cat appears to be broken.
Sorry read, but that is a feline basket.
This one is more murine.
99: Now that's how you blend in with the locals!
My relatively healthy cadaver is worth $4,775, but I bet a diabetic albino with giantism is probably worth a mint. Wait, I'll find out.
Well, a thousand bucks more: $5,650. If you really want to set PK up B, you're going to have to lose an arm and take lithium.
$5,325. Maybe more of you bitches should try getting cancer.
Being an obese albino dwarf afflicted by elephantism but otherwise completely healthy and clean-living seems to be the best way:
$9665, I believe (can't remember precisely)
Having a slim or athletic figure is useless, cadaver-wise, which I suppose most people could have figured out even without the calculator.
a diabetic albino with giantism is probably worth a mint.
I'm worth $5475, Kraab, if you must know.
And they don't even know about your enormous cock.
I would like to note that 109 is the first cock joke I have ever made on Unfogged. As it is not my preferred genre, I expect it will be my last.
111: Some people only have one cock joke in them.
$4290, I suppose I'm at least worth more than Ben.
Though that difference could easily be my claiming once a month drinking instead of once a week, when really it's between the two.
Holy shit, was Spencer Ackerman just wearing a Charles Bronson T-shirt? Maybe I need to start reading that guy's blog a little more.
He was probably also wearing pants.
Ackerman is down with the Lipka.
Is it considered weird to jerk off to videos like this?
116: Actually I was sort of dismayed by the hipster tshirt thing on display. For shame.
4675, i thought somebody cost same upthread
but it was not the same values
I literally just got off the phone with my best friend about how I have reached the absolute nadir of personal organization and housecleaning status. That stove shot could not have entered my life at a better time. But actually I'm deeply jealous--woe to the blogger whose friends don't blog, for verily her blog shall wither and die.
Also--and this is why I'm a dead president--Ackerman is surprisingly hot. I may have to read his blog after all.
And why didn't B--- get more screentime? Please tell me she hasn't left the flophouse too.
B--- still lives here and goes by Becks, even. It's just that the producers had little use for Flophousers who don't typically opine on politics and focus instead on things like art and corporate finance.
Because everyone knows Corporate finance has nothing to do with politics. . .
But this is not as interesting a conversation as would be, say, what sort of awful things you'd like to do with Spencer Ackerman.
No more diddling yourself to Bo Diddley.
Rather tragically, I am currently fixated on the notion of making a more spectacular film of exploding fruit.
I thought Bo Diddley had died 25 years ago.
All those years I could have been masturbating, and I wasted my chance!
131: That was a really dumb moment at the beach.
Bo Diddley played for us at a middle school school assembly.
I never would have thought he was still alive. Now I can't get the Buddy Holly 'Bo Diddley' song out of my head. (I assume it's a cover of a song Bo Diddley did, but I never knew his version.)
135: Wow. Brother Yusuf Salim played jazz piano for a middle school assembly of mine, but not many people outside of Durham know who that is.
I know a musician here who knew Buddy Holly when he was nobody. He still plays occasionally. We both played trombone in the HS band.
Namedropping R Emerson.
136: I always admired Holly for doing that cover - what a frank admission of indebtedness.
I was actually just wondering, either yesterday or a week ago, whether Bo was still alive - I was pretty sure he was. Alas.
He was still performing right up until the stroke in May '07.
Because everyone knows Corporate finance has nothing to do with politics. . .
Also, nothing to do with art.
Except the paying for it.
Thanks for coming through with that, gonerill.
Spackerman has lost weight.
Gotta love that music...lets you *know* these guys are on the cutting edge. It rises to a crescendo as they blog.
Also, I thought perhaps the funniest moment was Y/glesias describing the process of blogging the Pennsylvania primary. To the effect of 'something happens out there, probably Hillary will win, then everybody starts bullshitting about it...that's pretty much where I come in'.
Namedropping R Emerson.
I met a musician tonight who had a multi-day NYC hook-up session with Fiona Apple "before she got big" (but at a Ritz Carlton). He had also had a funny one about John Mayer asking some super-fan if he wanted to offer a blow job, "no? then I'm leaving", confirming that Mayer's an asshole. Oh, and one about Michael Stipe being a dickhead to some fan.
Good times.
I'm watching this right now and haven't read comments, but one of the opening shots - of the Capitol seen from Pennsylvania Ave - reminded me of a photo I saw recently.
Thanks for coming through with that, gonerill.
I wanted to consolidate your image of me as a master of the low-quality and the obvious.
Not that you all appreciate my decorative sense, but I am attempting to erect on a wall a woodcut (Lichtenberger, "The Foundering of the Church", 1526) using ethernet cable. If anyone has any pointers as to how I might get a HQ image of the original, please let me know. I rely on you all for my decoration,
133: Really, a perfect context for so many other awful things one might do.
