It took me fully 20 seconds...
....staring in incomprehension at the screen until I got the joke.
AM I GETTING OLD? AM I??
A screenshot of a website containing text that is the story is published on a news site.
For completeness, you should probably have printed the screenshot, put it on a wooden table, taken a photo of it and then scanned it and published that.
The Fail is either for the Reg for this 'article' or for me failing to comprehend the point.
So two minutes ago RegisterHack tweets about his pants, ten seconds ago he tweets about his sandwich, then five seconds after that he says, apropos of completely nothing, "$100m seems like a lot to invest..." and goes on to twitter an entire article with all the sentences in the wrong order?
Technically it may be Friday, but you shouldn't be drunk yet!
What are you drinking with the sandwich, and which mustard is on it? No link to a video of the chewing process, not even a pic of the sandwich.
This is the naughties, it's Web 2.0 now, you've got to improve the experience for all of us if you expect us twitterees to buy in...
The investors who put up the money for the fund need to sue the managers for incompetence. After giving them a good going-over in an alley. A mutual fund, in particular, has no right to piss the member's money away just for dot-com bragging rights.
@unlimited
Oh, and for real Web2.0 cred, not only do you print out the screen shot and photograph it, but you post it on Flickr!
It's not a 'brown trousers moment'. It's just that the reporter decided to wear brown trousers, and put it on Twitter because you tell Twitter what trousers you are wearing because that is the nature of Twitter.
Bee: Sitting at my desk drinking water. I think I'll put the fan on.
And so forth.
"Bee: Sitting at my desk drinking water. I think I'll put the fan on."
Stop baiting us, you know what us lot are like, half now have an image of you of film notoriety in front of a fan hair blowing in slow motion ;)
@Unlimited - you should start going to bed earlier, that late in the evening obviously makes you a v.grumpy person.
Here we are, a good decade or so after the phony dot-com boom. We read a news report noting that some cockamamie VC outfit has just thrown a hundred mil at a useless-assed Internet "company". We're so amazed that we crap our pants, which is where the "brown trousers" comment comes in. I mean, how tough can that be to understand?
As far as the shoes... I can't speak from authority myself, but according to Frank Zappa, "brown shoes don't make it".