Startup Sōsh (pronounced like the first part of the word “social”) is planning to take on new cities after a successful Series A round of funding. Thank goodness because their current tagline, “Life’s too short to be bored,” has thus far only applied to San Francisco, leaving the rest of the US, well, bored. This “personal concierge” curates activities, events, and happenings for each user based on his or her specified interests and favorite spots. The team promises that unlike other social recommendation sites, Sōsh delivers worthwhile suggestions weeding out the over-advertised and the under-attended. Curate seems to be the buzzword of the year as more and more startups cash in on our love for all things customized. Remember Ness, the restaurant curator? Well if Ness is your foodie friend, then Sōsh is your super informed, hipster friend. I’m hoping to put the days of unused Living Social vouchers and “weird crowds” behind me—here’s hoping that Sōsh comes to Chicago.
We live in our digital streams. More and more of our lives are spent scrolling through endless feeds of pretty pictures, flashing gifs and smart articles we wish we had time to read. We’ve got Google Reader accounts packed to the gills, Tumblr dashboards that never seem to quit and Twitter feeds that often move faster than we can comprehend. I am both enamored with the perfectly curated content that bubbles up to the surface of my feeds and crippled by their constant bombardment. I even made a site that tracks nearly everything I consume in an attempt to quantify the ridiculous rate at which we now take in. No matter how much I scroll, read, watch, like and tweet, the “work” is never done. And that’s the biggest issue, why does this feel like work?!
I started jotting down ideas for this post during breakfast this morning on my Galaxy Nexus. I picked up on those thoughts and began outlining and writing on my MacBook when I got into the office, and I’m sure I’ll add more than a few revisions via my iPad tonight while sitting in front of the TV.
I’ve written brainstorm briefs that started in the back of a cab and finished in an aisle seat at thirty-thousand feet, read hundreds of Gamasutra exclusives and Sports Guy mailbags from internet dead zones during weekend getaways, and even penned my wedding vows from a barstool at Morton’s.
In all of these varied examples, across many different screens, the one constant has been the “canvas”, so to speak. That canvas is Evernote.
About two weeks ago I spent the entire weekend moving into a new apartment (and haven’t stopped talking about it since). After hours of stressful furniture building and closet cleaning, packing and unpacking, I arrived at the mecca of organization, The Container Store. As I walked in, I breathed a sigh of relief knowing that in just a short while my new digs would be worthy of their own page in Martha Stewart Living. With aisle after aisle of highly-specific products each screaming “you can’t live without me!” it’s easy to imagine your life being fundamentally improved by owning absolutely everything The Container Store has to offer. A mere two hours later, I was home with an embarrassing number of “space-savers”, but finding things to fill my color-coded folders and swanky-looking boxes was more difficult than I expected. I had been caught up in a buying frenzy, and failed to consider how my arsenal of mobile devices had changed the very nature of my belongings.
This week we have wide-eyed head scratchers for you: people making-out with robots, the perpetual judgment of Heidi Klum, RGB light-sensitive wallpaper, a flying Taco Bell truck, and bananas in Paris.