It seems that Spectator and The Eye are both currently down. The Eye is probably hungover from fashion week and parties; Spectator, what’s your excuse?
The New York Times finally discovers that people who attend Marc Jacobs’ show are cool.
New York Magazine finds Jonathan Franzen egotistical. If you wrote The Corrections, you’d be a little full of yourself too.
New York Press teaches you how to deal with crazy subway people.
New York Observer perpetuates myth that models are shallow!
Stay classy with the New York Post and the “scoring machine.”
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@Observer unlike columbia boys, spec got it back up.
@just just refresh the spec page. the imagine mosaic is sinking!
@teh spec it is up.
@Excuse Um, getting fucked over by the company that wrote the code for the website over the summer and delivered it in the rough equivalent of turning in a term paper without proofreading. The problem is that making mistakes in coding is easy to do, but finding them is much much harder.
@if you want to play with the big dogs (Crimson, DP), act like it.
Bwog, when you’re bored you can do QuickColumbia – http://www.columbia.edu/cu/news/index.html
Scroll down and on the right is a selection of recent news articles in which Columbia figures.
It’s amazing how all of this is buried instead of featured on the main homepage. Great job DKV!
@Ahem. Woof.
@Pah Not if you have good development practices and automated testing! We needs us an IT culture on this damn campus.
@uhh If you’re paying an outside firm to do the coding and they deliver a flawed product, it’s hard for you to find the mistakes they made.
@Yes well, that would suggest the solution of “don’t use an outside firm that doesn’t follow better practices than that.” Subcontracting isn’t actually an excuse for failure.
@lol spec outsourced to India, didn’t they?
@Nope India wouldn’t fuck it up.
@You must think I'm The NY Press article was fairly hilarious.
“Before I knew it, we were at 42nd Street. As the doors opened, I turned toward my interlocutor. I put on my biggest grin and gave him a cheerful wave: “Have a very nice day, sir!”
He twitched. Fists clenched. A bead of sweat rolled down his forehead. As the doors opened he let out one last gem: “You look pretty nice. FOR A PROSTITUTE!”
Touché, crazy man. Touché.”
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