Premise: It sounds like a joke, but his actual hypothesis is that because Twitter is mentioned more in rap lyrics it has a brighter future than Facebook. If you added an exotic tweak to the headline, like "Cambodian Rap Lyrics..." this would be a perfect Malcolm Gladwell or Thomas Friedman bullshit idea.
Premise: Matt went to brunch and saw a lot of people waiting and realized restaurants should sell reservations. Which of course he read somewhere else, but he has to put himself up at the top like he came up with it. Way to take credit for a fucking terrible idea, Matt.
Premise: A map showing where you can own exotic animals in the United States. The accompanying text, Yglesias's contribution, has absolutely no point.
Did Louis C.K. jerk off in front of two female comics? And why are these ladies squandering an opportunity to learn from a comedy legend?
Elliot said my breakup must have been due to the sweater curse, an unexplained phenomenon where anyone who gives their significant other a hand-knit sweater gets dumped. The only way to break the curse, Elliot said, was to destroy the sweater.
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