THE DOOM THAT CAME TO ATLANTIC CITY UPDATES MONOPOLY WITH HARRIED RESULTS
Cthulhu destroys your nostalgia.
The Harrison Ford AMA on Reddit was epic.
Sherpaa is seeking an exceptional Corporate Accounts Director to play a key role in growing the company’s New York business. The ideal candidate is an enthusiastic and outgoing self-starter who is proactive in driving revenue and building a client base while thriving in an entrepreneurial, fast paced environment.
Sherpaa is a B-to-B healthcare analytics and logistics company that analyzes how your company uses healthcare and optimizes your company’s healthcare dollars. We give employees access to our 24/7 concierge doctors who solve 70% of medical problems without referring into the healthcare system. Fewer claims = fewer costs. Watch our video here.
Here’s a link to the full JD on LinkedIn.
Evan, Jay and Team Sherpaa are going to kill it. Bonus: you’ll get to work side-by-side with my sister Angela Battle who totally rocks.
If you can rock the cosmos with your skills and get the offer, you’ll know:
Synchronicity - Gwen Stefani gets Sting’s autograph, 1983.
Come on Tumblr. You can do better than this awful UX for nested reblogs used to approximate comments. This entire post is completely illegible. Either collapse the nesting a la Disqus at 3 deep or at least let me scroll to the right. This is just hideous.
Whatever you now find weird, ugly, uncomfortable and nasty about a new medium will surely become its signature. CD distortion, the jitteriness of digital video, the crap sound of 8-bit - all of these will be cherished and emulated as soon as they can be avoided. It’s the sound of failure: so much modern art is the sound of things going out of control, of a medium pushing to its limits and breaking apart. The distorted guitar sound is the sound of something too loud for the medium supposed to carry it. The blues singer with the cracked voice is the sound of an emotional cry too powerful for the throat that releases it. The excitement of grainy film, of bleached-out black and white, is the excitement of witnessing events too momentous for the medium assigned to record them. — Brian Eno, A Year With Swollen Appendices (via holyfuckingshittt)
Why the sound of failure is beautiful.(via zadi)
Nailed it. Can be extended beyond audio to any tech driven experience.
(Source: sincerely-rebekah, via kenyatta)
If you know me well you would probably know there is nothing I enjoy more than sneaking into buildings roofs. This is one of my all time favorites (and it has a hot tub) (at Cinema Hotel Tel Aviv)
I can 100% verify Idan’s lust for illegal rooftop access in Tel Aviv (or breaking and entering as we call it here in the US). I look forward to doing it again - except for the whole running from authorities and dogs and jumping fences part. Ok, yeah, that was fun too.
The sea has long been a source of poetic and artistic creation, of both solitude and coming together. Long after he renounced his US Citizenship, T.S. Eliot spoke to journalists in 1952, quipping, ”No one has ever truly fallen in love unless they have cruised the open ocean.” Wise words, old bard. For much of human history, culture moved by ship.
Starting in 2015, Ace Hotel is moving by ship, too.
We have purchased the historic SS United States, the world’s fastest ocean-liner, and the last US-flagged trans-Atlantic super liner for refurbishing and conversion into our newest venture: Ace Hotel Ocean.
The United States, languishing in our nation’s first capital city since 1996, was put up for sale. Norwegian Cruise Line (NCL) assumed ownership of the 990-foot ship in 2003 and announced its intention of refurbishing the vessel and returning her to service. Restoring the ship is, for anyone, an ambitious goal, but one deemed both worthy and feasible. That idea was floated in 2008, well before our current economic crisis. Recently, however, Star Cruises (NCL’s parent company) determined that this sort of undertaking was beyond their budget and they decided to sell the ship. We fell in love with the United States, and stepped in to save her. The rest, as they say, is history.
Or the future.
Holy cow! I’ve been in love with this ship forever. Right on Columbus across from Best Buy. Don’t repaint it. I want to photograph it’s perfect aging first.