Levi McCallum

We totally need a Ruby developer to do all the cool shit we want to. I thought I could do it all myself, however, most of my time is taken up by writing my autobiography. EJ is busy typing as I dictate. In case you haven’t noticed, we are working on something pretty neat. We are looking for a Ruby developer. Not a Rails developer. For something as gay as Rails, its amazing that its not even close to being approved by Them. So you did Rails before? Yeah - whatever. If you know Ruby solid, then you are good. You already have a job? You should quit. You probably aren’t working on something as cool as this. You probably don’t make as much as I can pay you. You probably don’t have a boss this good looking. We offer a great benefits package including bigotry and racism. Oh yeah - you have to live in New York City or move here or convince us to move into your apartment. Oh also - you can’t smell like urine. Send this to all your friends, and then do it again tomorrow for good luck.

Man, if only I lived in NY. I would totally be there.

Atari user’s desk, circa 1983 - Boing Boing

jakeandamir:

April Fools II

Currently, I’m developing a site that supports multiple formats. Not only do I have to support resolution dependancy and text resizing, but the sites 12 included languages are needed to be styled well. This article is good example of why designers need to step back and make sure that all their markets are covered.

soxiam:

Seed Conference Chicago 6 June 2008.jpg (via soxiam)

what a beautiful page this is. 

 I like the serif, but I’m a man of my margins and padding. I find the headings don’t have enough line spacing above and below them. Nonetheless, this is a very very beautiful use of typography.

via swissmiss

Twitter would be a lot less noisy, and better, if by default you could only see each person’s most recent twitter. (Like how Flickr works.)

superamit

Care to elaborate? Sounds interesting. 

The Dodos give me motion sickness. All I think about when I listen to them is the drummer banging on the drums. I’m nauseous after the third song.

Me

I’ve banned myself from reading the news tomorrow.*