Barnes & Noble had no interest in buying Borders outright, but it moved aggressively to acquire its intellectual property, paying $13.9 million to buy a cache of its former rival’s IP assets. In all, this week’s auction raised about $15.8 million that will go to Borders’s creditors. It wasn’t entirely clear what B&N acquired in the auction— the results of which must be approved by the bankruptcy court—but it appears to have acquired most all of Borders’s domestic assets that includes its Internet domain names, the Borders.com Web site and such trademarks as Borders, Waldenbooks and Brentano’s. Earlier court documents also listed Borders’s membership lists, customer information, including contact information and e-mail addresses and other purchasing history and related information, as among the assets to be auctioned.
“Justify My Thug” - Jay-Z vs. The Beatles/DJ Dangermouse - The Grey Album
On a warez copy of Killing Game Show, I found a HAM mode image of a woman that was my constant companion for the next three years. Gabriel went to the store and bought a copy of Netscape from a software retailer that no longer exists, and the first thing he searched for was “boobs.” “I wasn’t thinking,” he told me later. “If I’d had my head on,” he suggested over a hot plate of Kay’s, “I would have typed vaginas.
This isn’t a business. That was the big thing I didn’t get: Reality TV is not a career. Anyone who says, ‘Oh, you can have a career in reality’—that is a lie.
Heidi Montag built her life around being famous, and assumed that would never run out. Until it did. The Daily Beast
It would be easy to dismiss this as the wackiness of AOL users, but I’ve found that in certain moments, either when it’s too late, or I’m too tired, or I can’t quite muster the nerve to click anyone’s name on my Gchat list, I end up typing into a search engine the particular crisis that confronts me. Questions that are self-consciously academic (why is it that emptiness tends to co-exist with our late capitalism?) or simply existential (why is this all so meaningless?) appear in the search box. I’ve confessed this habit to friends, who at first tend to label it as just another idiosyncrasy. After a few drinks, the confession surfaces: they too find themselves seeking solace in Google from time to time. To borrow a turn of phrase from Søren Kierkegaard, we all seem to be suffering the Sickness Unto Search. We are Existential Googlers.
And that is basically what happened on the entire Internet this weekend, after Amy Winehouse died, and because it was boiling hot in 85% of North America, everyone was glued to their computers and their Twitters and had to really let it fly. Some people made jokes! Some people were offended by the jokes! Some people were sad! Some people were upset that people would pay attention to Winehouse’s death when a really, really, unbelievably horrible thing had just happened in Norway. Some people were upset that other people were being self-righteous! And really, no one had any skin in the game. Everyone just got up in each others’ business. Basically, no tweet went uncriticized!
The Summer of Nerd Love has passed. We’re beyond the Nerd Woodstock. Nerd Altamont is in full swing.
This is the new Soulwax/2 Many DJs project, which includes 24 hour-long mixes of the starts of songs, combined with animations of their album covers. Very clever. And the juxtapositions are amazing.
Right now, it’s just looping the “INTROVERSY” mix, because it hasn’t launched yet, officially. That’s happening on the 4th. But leave it playing for a bit. I think you’ll like it.
Talk about placing the means of production back into the hands of the workers.