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October 26, 2009

Guide To New York Power Meals

Just had this explained by a good friend / media scene veteran….

Dinner means you really want a relationship, a deal or both.

Lunch means you’d like to get to know someone to see if you want a relationship, a deal or both.

Breakfast means you’ve got a current deal to discuss (if you already have a relationship) or you’re willing to consider a relationship with someone new, but that person isn’t especially important.

Drinks are for friends or business people who have become friends.

Coffee is not even on the spectrum.

Update: Jeremy weighs in and says “Disagree. Breakfast is the new lunch.”

October 24, 2009

What a badass.
via davidcho

What a badass.

via davidcho

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October 21, 2009

On to Plan C, I guess.

On to Plan C, I guess.

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Friend: Tell me what you think of this business idea…

Me: Does it involve advertising on the internet?

Friend: Yes.

Me: Awful.

October 19, 2009

Everybody really killed it with this one.

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October 17, 2009

This is how I make my living,” Kroll said. “The F.B.I. is busy.

Jules Kroll and corporate intelligence : The New Yorker (full story not online)

I love how Nick’s father has the double identity of “sweetest man you’ll ever meet” and “total fucking badass.”

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October 16, 2009

I’m not a racist. I just don’t believe in mixing the races that way,” Bardwell told the Associated Press on Thursday. “I have piles and piles of black friends. They come to my home, I marry them, they use my bathroom. I treat them just like everyone else.

Interracial Couple Denied Marriage License By Louisiana Justice Of The Peace

Guys, give him a break. He lets black people use his bathroom!

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October 14, 2009

fred-wilson:

great review of Joseph Leonard in Time Out

Gabriel Stulman has become a victim of his own success. The cult restaurateur built a breathless following running the front of the house at the Little Owl and Market Table. At both venues, he helped create an atmosphere so warm and inviting, the dining rooms seemed like extensions of his own apartment. The casual clubhouse vibe—supplemented by the easy, accessible food from partners Joey Campanaro and Mike Price, respectively (he’s since split from the former)—was hampered only by the perennial long waits for a table.
Though Joseph Leonard, Stulman’s first solo outing, is his most humble venture to date, it’s also the most overrun. The restaurant, which took over a corner cubbyhole last occupied by Le Gamin, is so busy that there are hour-long waits virtually every night of the week.
Even more than its predecessors, this minuscule spot—with just seven tables and a few barstools—ought to be packed with regulars strolling in nightly from their brownstone stoops. But its owner’s reputation—and democratic no-reservation policy (not even friends jump the line)—has made it more destination than pop-in canteen.


Nice to read as an investor, though definitely wish it was easier to just pop in and get a table.

fred-wilson:

great review of Joseph Leonard in Time Out

Gabriel Stulman has become a victim of his own success. The cult restaurateur built a breathless following running the front of the house at the Little Owl and Market Table. At both venues, he helped create an atmosphere so warm and inviting, the dining rooms seemed like extensions of his own apartment. The casual clubhouse vibe—supplemented by the easy, accessible food from partners Joey Campanaro and Mike Price, respectively (he’s since split from the former)—was hampered only by the perennial long waits for a table.

Though Joseph Leonard, Stulman’s first solo outing, is his most humble venture to date, it’s also the most overrun. The restaurant, which took over a corner cubbyhole last occupied by Le Gamin, is so busy that there are hour-long waits virtually every night of the week.

Even more than its predecessors, this minuscule spot—with just seven tables and a few barstools—ought to be packed with regulars strolling in nightly from their brownstone stoops. But its owner’s reputation—and democratic no-reservation policy (not even friends jump the line)—has made it more destination than pop-in canteen.

Nice to read as an investor, though definitely wish it was easier to just pop in and get a table.

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October 12, 2009

Loving it.
(via)

Loving it.

(via)

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Slang Graveyard

Calling the internet anything other than “the internet.” This includes “interwebs,” “internerds,” “intertubes,” etc.

It’s 2009. We don’t need to act like we’re cooler than the internet.

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