This April Fool's stuff has got to stop — on the internet, at least. Every year I dread this day a little more. It's not that the idea is a bad one, it's that the execution of most of the jokes/hoaxes is terrible. Just look at these PZ Myers hoaxes. Or this TechCrunch post. Or, worst of all, today's Slashdot. It's disgraceful: the same unfunny joke repeated over and over and over, at the cost of what was obviously considerable effort.

It makes me sad. Or maybe I'm just hungover and cranky. Definitely one of those, though.

UPDATE: Also awful.

remember when i joked that i wanted to be a journalism futurist? well, looks like the new york times is hiring...a futurist. i didn't think positions with ridiculous names like that actually existed, but there you go!

if you click through to when i wrote about the futurist thing, you can also get an account of my first weekend ever in chicago, with susan, which was about one year ago when we were checking out grad schools, and includes references to the now-infamous tequila bender from hell. tommy and (crossing fingers!) kriston might be coming out here soon, so i'll have to make sure to take them to that bar. and try not to puke in a cab in the process. that's right, i set high standards for myself.

this is probably way old news to everyone else, but i only found out a few weeks ago that NPR has a blog, mixed signals...and it is faboo. the normal blogger is jj sutherland, but he's currently off in iraq for a few weeks, so there's a guest blogger who's doing a fine job. but the real gems are jj's occasional posts from baghdad. check it out. it's pretty much my new favorite blog.

phew! i'm back from a whirlwind trip to minneapolis, mn with my media management classmates to visit the star tribune. and oh my god, y'all, can you guess what i did: i visited the mothereffing mall of america. i'm just a little girl from washington d.c. i never thought i'd make it out there.

photos here. my hands are rubbed raw from dragging my carry on everywhere, and my skin is dry from too much airplane air, and now i sleep.