guess who’s engaged?!?!?

youd have a tough time finding two nicer people than big tanky and anti. intelligent, fun, with the heart of punk rockers, from the first time i saw these two kids together i knew they were perfect for each other. they just sorta fit.

today tanky IM’ed me with a simple message “we’re getting married!”

i was all, whoa! nice! congrats!

she later said “we got engaged via messenger in true blogger fashion – you’ll be happy to know! :)”

and recently anti wrote up the whole story on his buzznet blog – because he no longer blogs on blogspot. an excerpt:

So while she was at work, and on gchat we worked it out, i asked her, she said yes, and the ring was bought! We didn’t want them to sell out of this great ring, that had suddenly gone on 25% dicount!!

When she got home from work we talked it out more. I think she was tempted to have us allope to avoid all potential family stuff. But knowing that it means the world to our families and friends, i insisted we go to vegas only to celebrate. And the ceremony has to occur closer to our families so that all interested parties can attend easily.

We then were thinking when she should plan for, and i said summer time-ish, and she said octoberish. Tanky thought summer could work, so because she doesn’t feel like planning for this summer, we thought summer 2009 looked mighty fine.

and so that is it. i asked her on messenger. the ring comes in the mail this friday.

read the whole deal here. and congrats again, friends!

interview with Frank Warren of PostSecret

as usual im way louder than my subject. remind me to mellow out when i interview people, and demand a real mic.

we actually have a pretty nice video department at the Times which i hope to take advantage of as we continue to progress in regards to multimedia.

but the good news is Frank was a cool dude and got cornered by a german blogger who also asked for an interview. it was pretty obvious that bro’s little blog wasnt anything like the Times’ but Frank was very generous with the dude and said yes to a quick interview even though he was very busy. made me smile.

if you click here you will see my interview with him.

also, heres the interview i did with the guy who invented a device that Hacks Yr Brain

my piece about ads on the tray tables on US Air

just got picked up by Budget Travel

“US Airways is trying to cash in on the boredom of its passengers by inviting companies to slap advertisements on its airplane tray tables, says the illustrious Tony Pierce of the L.A. Times.”

so many things bizarre and killer about that sentence.

right now im putting up my video interview of Frank Warren. damn sound didnt work as nice as i wanted. win some, lose some i guess.

everyones sick here. its sorta scary cuz you gotta shake hands with everyone. Blogger was giving away some fingerless gloves. perfect idea. sadly they were all out before i got there. maybe hand sanitizers should be the next cool shwag bag thingie.

i feel sorry for the people who dont get it

i feel sorry for people who use IE. i feel sorry for people who dont blog – as in really blog. i feel sorry for people who dont take pictures of their lives and share them. i feel sorry for people who dont understand and embrace web 2.0. i feel sorry for assholes, particularly those who dont listen to death metal. i feel sorry for anyone who hasnt been kissed by a girl in her teens this century.

but most of all i feel sorry for people who see the future and dont see themselves in it in a big way.

this thing that im in, this sxsw thing, is not just about the future its about the present. there were two big huge keynotes over the last two days. the first was on sunday with the twentysomething yr old founder of facebook who was offered a half billion for his site and said no and was offered over a billion for his shit and said ha and today his site is allegedly worth 15 billion dollars and he still isnt selling out.

gen y taking a chapter outta the book of gen x which is fuck you and your fucking money. shove it up your ass and lemme help you.

the other big huge keynote was with frank warren who spoke with yours truly for a few minutes after he spoke to thousands. ps i love my job. whats so important about frank is he created a space for people to share their deepest darkest secrets and according to this man we all have at least one secret that will make us cry or make the world cry or make people say holy crap man. whats important about his blog and his site and his books are they are the epitome of User Generated Content. they are the example of Anonymous and the power of the human spirit when the ego gets set aside and the Story gets raised where it should be: up high for all the kids to see.

i feel sorry for people who dont understand that this world is changing so fast that even the world doesnt know how to react or what to call it or what to do. the only thing you can’t do is think you can stop the progress. the signal cannot be stopped. the tick tock of the clock cant be untocked. nor should it be. there certainly was an asswipe somewhere back in the day who said fuckit you people can try to cross the mississip im gonna stay right here in virginia

like a bitch.

dont stay in virginia, virginia. come out to cali. keep xploring. keep climbing the sierras. keep trekking across the great divide. keep meeting new girls and keep kissing them,

when its an open bar at a canadian hosted party order doubles and tip triple

when its an open internet with very few rules floor that fuckr and close your eyes and use the force luke and head for the light.

i feel bad for every single person who still thinks this is the 20th century.

i feel so bad for anyone who can read these words and doesnt appreciate the system of zeros and ones and men and women who brought it to them.

many of whom are young.

most of whom only want good in this world.

most of whom when given light and water will grow like noones business.

and will only grow faster when fertilized with bullshit so keep crapping on the youth of america and see what your devious cockblocking does for you.

nothing

what you resist persists.

what you avoid

assploids

im a man and im a boy im eighteen and I LIKE IT

there are many great parties here at SXSW,

google did not throw one of them

someone you know has the scoop. An excerpt:

The music was awful, a barrage of all the most repulsive sounds and beats from Techno’s Most Annoying Hits. Except these were never hits. It was music that defenders of waterboarding deem inhumane. Numbers that make “Sister Ray” sound like Mozart. The Boredoms would have shielded their ears from the noise. No amount of free liquor could have made up for the shoulder-to-shoulder masses of people having to withstand the industrial “musics” that would have even made robots queasy.

funny thing was, since so many people wanted to go and get in, most people didnt have to experience the cruddiness. they were the lucky ones.

sara lacy tells Austin 360 how she felt about the Zuckerberg fiasco

blames the fact that this is a “developer’s conference” (it is?), says that she and the Facebook founder went over the questions beforehand is that professional?), says her Amazon ranking went up because of it (silver lining), and mumbles something about how the backlash has something to do with sexism because she’s one of the few women reporters covering Tech. yikes.

can someone say clueless?

austin 360 also has this, some of the most valuable video of the week, footage from the deal

for a roundup of how many in the blogosphere are talking about it, check out Techmeme

my cohort at the Times, David Sarno has a bit of audio from the interview on Web Scout

ok im at SXSW and i just wrote a piece about SXSW

can you believe it?

strangely it’s basically an environmental piece about the shwag bags and how sorta ungreen they all are. but its also about how green certain things have evolved lately at sxsw.

earlier i wrote a piece about advertisements on US Air’s tray tables.

but the big story of the day was the audience revolt at the sxsw keynote aka the Facebook panel because there was a kissass moderator tossing softballs to Zuckerberg and the kids in the audience wanted to know Answers damnit!

apparently it was fascinating.

“Of all the interviews I have ever had the opportunity to sit in on, this one takes the cake for being the worst.” – All Facebook dot com

valleywags liveblogging of the “disaster”.

i have 15 mins before my friends take me to 11th street

so here’s my Ask Tony’s answers which will be dedicated to lisa b, jordan, trent from pink is the new blog (omg!), and karisa

Rob W asks: When do we get to see you in DC? Sorry I missed you last time, but I had to be out of town. This time, I will be here.

the last time i was in my birthplace was rocktober of 2006. i arrived, waved at the white house, ate chinese food in the hood, hung with my brother, then got outta dodge. i hadnt been there in a long time and all the monuments, museums, and government buildings looked extremely surreal, especially after driving across the country.

K asks: time before plane ticket gets to canada to bring willing sidekick?

honestly wicked jealous, last semester of undergrad… maybe next year i’ll make it!

i have no idea what your question was. in regards to plane tickets, i dont even send them to gorgeous exotic dancers. im a blogger, all you can expect from me is blog posts. and usually even those will be unpredictable, when theyre good.

creepy dude axes: At Mardi Gras this year, I was drinking at a bar in a pretty classy hotel. This superhot chick chats me up and eventually invites me up to her room. The kissing and groping was going great, when she said if I’d let her tie me to the bed, she’d give me a big surprise. So after I’m strapped in, she goes “here’s your surprise” and a guy dressed in a Batman costume jumps out the closet and [edited because i like my job and would like to keep it – the mgmt]. It was gross, but I’ve had worse. Still, I want to find the guy and beat his ass.

Last week, I spotted the girl in a strip club. I confronted her, but she says the guy offered her $1500 and an 8-ball, and since he had the Batman suit on the whole time, she can’t identify him. She offered to have with sex me (no ropes) if I didn’t report her to the cops.

Although I feel victimized, the girl really is superhot. I thought about doing her, and then reporting her anyway, but that seems a little dickified. I’ll take your objective advice as to what to do since my emotions are too conflicted to think rationally.

Thanks, man. I love riding the Busblog.

any time strippers with money, drugs, and costumed men are involved, im glad that i lead a very simple boring life which i then lie about on my blog. so my advice to you is enter into a long term relationship with said woman and write every detail down.

Zona ponders: you went to school with Spicoli? and is that the other Wham dude too?

i went to school with many Spicoli’s. sean penn is from malibu which is about 50 minutes south of ucsb. as for Wham!, my bro Chris has nothing on Andrew Rigley and i suck for knowing that dudes name without even having to wikipedia it.

Dan wonders: If there was a single concert/show (any time/venue/artist) that you could go back in time and see, which would it be?

when i first moved to LA Prince played like 5 nights at the Forum. they had lights around it that were all purple. so either one of those shows or the time when Metalica opened for Ozzy in ’85 at the Long Beach arena and the kids rioted during the metalica encore and they had to cancel Ozzy’s part of the show. theres something about riots at metal shows that appeals to me in a very deep way. so yes, elvis in vegas would be my answer.

bloopy queries: the other day i went to chipotle ‘cuz on several occasions you’ve mentioned how much you dug their grub, and i couldn’t help but think how it would’ve been good had i been in europe, but for s.f. it really kind of sucked. . .

i figure l.a. must have taquerias that are comparable to the ones in the mission district so what gives?. . . do you really prefer chipotle to your local mom & pop taqueria joints?. . . or do you think of chipotle as its own type of food (like i do with, say, taco bell)?. . .

there are no taquerias anywhere in the world that compare to El Faro Lito or El Burro or any of those other ones in the mission.

i like one thing at chipotle: their spicy beef burrito. i like it because its like a good fisting, but in your gut. you have to be ready for it. you cant eat one before you go shopping at the beverly center. you have to have a mens room nearby. you cant be on a date. you cant have plans. its an entire experience. sorry, i probably should have stated that when i said how much i like chipotle.

but yes i like taco bell, i like jack n the box tacos, AND i like my local mom and pop taco joints. all for very very different reasons, and for different tastes.

.Ophelia. flatters: are you working on a novel, any creative works in the near future?

I love this picture of you. Have a great weekend!

i work all day and all night at my dream job. i dont even really have “time” for the busblog. i have tried writing novels but they always end up into twisted sex fantasies which are so boring. my real life is way better and hotter. and involves creativity. trying to get down the pants of a sober girl from romania who doesnt know much english and who isnt even that good of a kisser involves way more creativity than writing a novel about two hillbillies whitewashing fences, if you ask me.

speaking of billboards

i am in austin and i have heard that the kareem electronic billboards are up.

this is all very exciting. almost as exciting as being in this beautiful city for the 4th straight year for sxsw, my favorite week of the year.

last night i flew in and was greeted at the airport by my bros dan and ken, and the lovely sk smith. we ate and drank at casino de blahblah out in the back in the cold. it was lovely and delicious.

our waitress was beautiful and had super long hair. she was funny and subtle and kept asking us if we smelled any weed being smoked.

i asked her if she wanted a hit if we could find the alleged culprit but she said it would distract her if she puffed anything. so i couldnt figure out her curiosity. isnt this austin? werent the kids just trying to keep it real weird?

got to the hotel which is right in the heat of things and our first order of business was to try to extend my reservation from ending on Tues to ending next Saturday.
(sadly in a tragic round of miscommunication the LAT travel agent only was able to book me into the Hilton here for a few days and then i was booked out in the outskirts of austin for the remainder of the fest).

the front desk girl’s name was Carisa. i told her that some of my best friends were named that. at first i thought she hated all my jokes, but as i pressed her it was revealed she was secretly loving them. even the teen next to her in the braces was laughing. as was the blonde manager on duty.

“youre a writer”? Carisa asked, apparently judgmentally.

sorta? i hedged.

“thats my dream job.” she said, and granted me the stay here that i wanted, right in the middle of everything, in the best hotel for sxswing, on the coolest floor, with the best view.

i did a little jig, asked the ladies if they ever got guests doing jigs for them, they said no, so i did another one.

your boy’s back, austin!