"This enticing scent will make you a "True Believer.'" (Yes, it appears to be real. That single open quote mark instead of an apostrophe drives me crazy.)
"The Sun-Times let go its photography staff in favor of more multimedia and reporters with iPhones." That was about a month ago. Here's a comparison of yesterday's front pages.
Everybody can write, too. Why hire professionals to do anything?
Wow, Call in the Night is an "experimental radio show and telephone network documenting the nighttime experience." It's also a "collaborative nighttime art experiment."
Here's how it works: You submit your phone number and then you're auto-called at some point during the week after 2am. You're linked to another person who has *also* been called in the middle of the night, and you're supposed to discuss your dreams (or whatever) while your call is recorded—and then the best calls get turned into a podcast. WHAT COULD GO WRONG?
Awesomeness from the Hairpin, play the video while reading. I feel like recognizing (and *appreciating*) the Pure Moods CD commercial has got to be an effective age test for a very specific demographic sliver.