Blog #4 -01.04.11 -Brooklyn, NY
Logging off, Tom
Mood: Nostalgic
I finally closed my Myspace account. I felt that the ‘cancellation comments’ section would be a fitting place to include one final bit of TMI:
Reading through myspace cancellation comments must be a tiresome and thankless job. Allow me to thank you on behalf of the generation that saw myspace blossom as a tool to promote musicians, befriend fictional characters or troll profiles of people we'd like to pork.
Your endless surveys gave us a chance to share entirely unnecessary and often embarrassing personal information with people who would probably never be interested outside of the world of myspace.
The online revolution that is the downward-angled, self-shot profile pic would be nothing but the pipe dream of chubby tween girls if not for Myspace.
The loss of fake celebrity/fictional character profiles is truly disheartening as it was always a treat to read a bulletin from Rocky (Mask) Dennis or Skelator.
Constant profile hacking and spam taught us all that it was important to remain vigilant when perusing the internet and to always include a number in our password.
In closing, I will miss Myspace and her glory days gone by. We were all so young then, the internet was still so young. Thank you, Myspace, you were truly a pioneer of social networking.
-Neil Devlin
a.k.a. Neil Ofsteel
Blog #3 -12.06.10 -Brooklyn, NY
Hobo Rant
If you want to map the decline of the Western standard of living, look no further than hobo culture. During the "golden era of hobos" a.k.a. the 30s, hobos could adorn themselves in busted top hats while carefully placing a toothpick through the unsmoked butt-end of a cigar. A polka-dotted knapsack attached to the end of a stick provided attractive storage for their half-tins of beans, harmonicas and whittlin' knives. Sadly, today's modern hobo, in these uncertain, post-terrorism times, would be hard-pressed to find a top hat in even the ritziest of trash cans. Relying instead on a ratty stocking cap, ground up cigarette butts and a plastic C-Town grocery bag in which to hold McDonald's wrappers with tiny bits of cheese still attached. That whittlin' knife is now a rusty box cutter which is used primarily for slashing. Do you want to help? Do your part: throw out some decent stuff. The next time you're at the store and the grocer asks if you want paper or plastic, request a knapsack. Can't decide what canned goods you want to fill your cupboard with in order to impress your friends? Try baked beans, you'll just throw them out anyway. It's not like you understand the can opener! Do you have an extra pocket knife? Why the hell would you ever need one of those? Just cut things with the internet or your new iPhone app. Throw it out! Haven't you ever wanted to look imposingly tall and important? Buy a top hat! Have you gotten unreasonably angry about something asinine? Don't take it out on a street urchin, punch a hole through that same top hat and throw it in the trash!
It's time to let our hobos have some dignity because, after all, we'll probably all be out on our asses soon enough.
Blog #2 -10.01.10 -Brooklyn, NY
A new Stumbo comic.
