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Boston (In a nutshell)

Monday, August 24, 2009
For those who do not know, I am from New York, root for the Yankees and thus hate everything about Boston.

Deadspin.com, a sports related blog that is partners with Gizmodo (tech stuff), Lifehacker (MacGyver stuff) and Consumerist (not spending money stuff) does a regular feature called 'Why Your Stadium Sucks.' This week it's Fenway Stadium, the cesspool breeding ground of Red Sox nation and the perfect target for taking down a fair amount of Bostonians. I just wanted to share with you one comment someone made about a personal experience they had at Fenway. Enjoy...

"Me and a friend of mine were at a Red Sox game in Boston in the spring (I think) of 2005, about 10 rows back in the center field bleachers. Two drunk Tawmmys from Quinzee were sitting directly behind us, and spend the entire game yelling at Johnny Damon for having a little girl arm (while true, he's on your team, no?). One says to the other "I BET I COULD THROW A BALL FACKIN FAHHTHER THAN JANNY DAMON." Tawmmy Numbah 2 isn't convinced, neither am I, nor is my friend. Tawmmy 1 then bets my friend ten whole dollars that he can reach the infield on a throw. My friend laughs and takes the bet, as there's no way in hell this moron is actually going to try this during a game, right?

Wrong. Tawmmy #1 disappears for a while, and returns with a fresh beer and a souvenir baseball. My friend and I exchange a quick "No fucking way" look, and Tawmmy lets fly the ball. Sure enough, it hits the infield. Missing the back of Edgar Rentaria's head by about 6 inches . A man of his word, my friend pays up while Tawmmy gets dragged off by the cops, screaming "FACKIN' TOLDYA!"

Why Your Stadium Sucks: Fenway Park

Hungry ANGRY Hippo

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Curb your hippo!

Social Media

Thursday, August 13, 2009
So, seeing the initial post from NoPinkJerseys.com, it got me to thinking about the influx of social media sites and tools that allows our generation to put either parts or our whole personality online. Find a job through Twitter, find an old classmate through Facebook, find a new band through Pandora.

All of this personally identifiable information is willingly thrown online by us for one reason: To look cool. All of these social media sites promote as much info from it's users as possible for another reason: Advertising. If you know who your target is, you can cater ads specifically to them quite easily. The phrase used to be "Throw a bunch of shit on the wall and see what sticks." Now though... marketing has found that it's not about throwing shit, it's about laser-guided bullets of excrement that is pin-point to what you like and enjoy.

Just as an example, here are all the ways that someone can find out who I am:
- Facebook
- LinkedIn
- Twitter
- Pandora
- StumbleUpon
- Google tools and Profile
- YouTube
- Fark

I know I am forgetting some but there's at least a start. Though some are easier to find my profile than others, I've still make the conscious decision to put myself out there. Funny that just yesterday, I was alarmed to notice that my Facebook profile was indexed in a Google search result and immediately altered my privacy settings to prevent any future Googling.

As usual, I don't know where I am going with this. I only noticed that it's been about 4 months since I posted anything here so I figured I'd do something. Eventually, I am gonna try and build out AdamCroce.com (thanks to Julia for the domain) and hopefully more posts will come of that. Or not. We shall see...