December 9th marked 10 whole years of existence for The Barbarian Group, and we had this
big ol’ party to celebrate.
For this auspicious occasion, we built an iPad gallery displaying great moments in Barbarian history, chronicling everything from our pneumatic beer cannon to that one time a few of us got arrested.
If you couldn’t make the party in
NYC (or if you partied a little too hard and missed the gallery the first time), you can still revel in that great historical volume. Ladies and Gentlemen,
Great Moments in Barbarian History.
This is my second IPA, and the second beer I’ve ever brewed. It came out pretty decent, save for a lack of head. Recipe can be found here: http://www.northernbrewer.com/documentation/beerkits/DeadRingerIPA.pdf
No amount of research or chardonnay can prepare you for the moment your seven year old looks up at you with his big brown eyes and asks why chickens have to have sex if they just lay eggs. Don’t get me wrong, he’s a savvy fellow with a crass mom, but this is the beginning of
THE TALK.I dug up a book that my mom gave me when I was about his age:
How Babies Are Made. Correction: as my mom reminded me, “I just threw that book in your room and told you to read it.” Because that’s how you did it in 1986.
Immediately, I realized that no digital resource to date had taken the place of this vintage book. This little analog gem with amazing papercraft visuals led us to a most curious hilarious conversations. Sure, there are ‘how to have the talk’ guides for just about any age. But something as visceral clever as this book – not so much.
Aidan leafed through, starting from flowers, moving into the procreation of chickens.
This prompted the following line of questioning:
- Do boy chickens have balls?
- Do the balls have to go inside too?
- How many sperms go into the girl chicken? Like 65?
- Are the boy sperms faster than the girl sperms?
- Do fat chickens come from fat sperms?
Just another Tuesday night in our little apartment, answering questions about the mating habits of chickens. Next up, dogs humans. If you need me, I’ll be stocking up on boxed wine.
It’s not very often we get the privilege to think about cocktails as part of our jobs, but with our most recent campaign for SKYY Vodka, we were lucky to do just that.
We crafted the engaging, flirty, and curious
Get Your Game On application for
SKYY Vodka. More fun and intimate than your typical online personality quiz, we brought
SKYY’s sexy sensibility alive online with a little help from Facebook and Hunch. We used Facebook’s inherently social environment to get people’s attention, and paired that with Hunch’s clever “taste graph”
API to create a neat social experience that’s fun, intimate, and addictive.
After answering a series of saucy questions, you, the user, get your Game Name along with a bevy of tips and tricks to help them ramp up your nightlife game. You can even identify your Facebook friends that might be your social “best bets.” You can continue to compare yourself to and find out a little bit more about your friends on Facebook thanks to Hunch knowing secrets that we only wish we were privileged to. Beyond that, you even get custom tips helping you select the perfect outfit to wear out, a slick pick-up line tailored just for you, and your very own SKYY Vodka cocktail.
Go on – discover your game name. Are you the Sweet Talker? The attention-seeking Flirt? The generous Philanthropist that shows everyone his love? It’s anyone’s guess, but the Get Your Game On Application knows more about you than you may think. Go ahead and pour yourself a cocktail as you toast this awesome experience.
Now go and get your game on!
Well, here we are again folks. Another month, another night of debauchery on our roof. Roofies 2 happened this week, and once again some great friends came out to hang out on our roof, enjoy some booze and snacks, and discuss such things as politics, sustainable agriculture, and Rupert Wainwright movies. You’re googling that aren’t you? No need, his best piece was Blank Check.
Before we get into things here, let’s lay some ground work. A little backstory, if you will.
1) TBG has recently moved to a brand new NY Office, nestled in lush TriBeCa. It is a very nice office.
2) It has recently been hellishly hot in NY. Blah blah record highs blah blah. I’m surprised Con Ed made it through the summer.
3) We finally had some nice weather that didn’t make you want to throw up as soon as you went outside.
Taking all of these things into account, The clear next step was to throw a party on our awesome new roof deck. Oh did I mention that? yeah I guess that is important. I suck at blogging…
The NYC office has Formal Friday. Boston has Grill Friday. As of today, the SF office now has FUCK YEA FRIDAY!!! It’s a pretty high concept thing: end the week with high fives, high class clothes, booze, delish food, loud music, chest bumps and true love. Basically ending the week with an exclamation point! ETERNAL RADNESS!!!
on January 18, 2012 at 05:25 PM
