Dev House

Handsome took me out for a romantic evening at Dev House. Picture looking at the backs of 200 heads typing and half - interacting in dotcom pissing competitions. I remember this event being less saturated with douchebags.

In some cases I actually enjoyed conversing with others, but for the most part I felt my life was being questioned by complete strangers. Nevertheless, after hearing others pitch their projects, I gained confidence. Y2K called, it wants its ideas back.

The reality is that everyone is working on the next Flickr, Twitter, Skype, Oracle, Office Suite or Facebook. This is what you get when an infinite number of monkeys type on an infinite number of computers with only Odwalla juice to nourish them. Outside of a few pockets of great content, the tools are being used to aggregate porn, create spam and sell banner advertising.

Cialis just emailed to say that the size of my penis is proportionate to my success. As an Asian woman, I am lamenting my business fate.