You guys, tonight I met a Ryan Gosling lookalike/Poor Man’s Ryan Gosling and while I kept trying to trap him into saying things that might appear in this book (with no success) he DID tell me that he had to go home and pack because he was flying to Disney World with his sister in the morning where they are running a half marathon together.
So yeah. There’s that.
He also grabbed one of my magazines to read when he got home/on the plane.
The Times loses the plot again. In a detailed post about Spotify screwing artists, it notes that some receive up to $7,000 for a million plays. But without unique listeners, you can’t really correlate that to per unit sales. If you assume 50 plays per unique listener, that’s a…
It’s kind of nice to know that I’m not the only person who thinks about the iTunes thing. I try to make sure I let a song play through to the end so it will count.
I guess I’m stupid, too. But at least I’m in good company.
The animal handlers at the Oregon Zoo took Chendra around to meet some of the other animals one day before the zoo opened. The sea lions were her favorite!
