The mysterious, mostly disappeared world of LIFE magazine is all still there: Staffers hacking at typewriters, beefing about the managing editor, draining double Scotches and martinis before lunch. At least in my mind it's still there.
This is a story that started out as one thing and ended up as another. It was happening in real time. I was writing about hashtags while multi-tasking on Facebook and Twitter where another story was unfolding.
We cubicle dwellers have our own subculture. We are among the working class who don't get to go outside and blow stuff up. We can identify each other by the hollow looks in our eyes and the standard defeated shoulder slump. I am here to help you, my cubicle dwelling brothers and sisters.