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...often a time-stealing culprit, some companies are finding relief in them. All the employees at Basex, an information-technology research firm in New York City, use instant messaging. A simple switch to DO NOT DISTURB status signals that coworkers shouldn't phone, email or stop by to chat. "There was never a memo on it. We all just started using the technology," says CEO Jonathan Spira. Finding peace and quiet should always be so easy...
INUGIRL IS THE HIP HOSTESS in her party room, one of thousands of virtual rooms that players can visit in the new Habbo Hotel, an animated virtual chat world for teens. Dressed in a pink knit cap and matching tank top, Inugirl makes small talk with newcomers while guests flirt, dance and admire the bearskin rug and snazzy décor in her brightly colored crib. Launched in Finland in 2000 by two university students, Habbo Hotel now has 2.2 million monthly visitors worldwide, according to the site. The U.S. version, at habbohotel.com just opened in September and already has about...
...know the right people, an e-mail arrives saying "Welcome to a SmallWorld," and you're ushered into a rarefied club with 21,000 members?including supermodel Naomi Campbell, mysterious New York City financier Jeffrey Epstein and a chunk of European aristocracy?who swap jet-set travel tips and chat online. The site was founded in March of this year by Erik Wachtmeister, 49, the son of a former Swedish ambassador to the U.S., who dreams of creating the world's "leading global social-networking community...
...stranger. Toback had revealed with his pointed inquiry that if he cared whether or not I had stories in my soul, he must have a few lurking around in his, a fact that’s further reflected in his work, for better or worse. We went on to chat for a solid two hours, riffing on his career in cinema, his views on Hollywood and his personal life, with plenty of comi-tragic anecdotes thrown...
...Oxford with Dasho a few years ago and they were good friends. In the beginning, I think of him as just a friend of my brother’s. The day I arrive, Dasho stops by to welcome me. Eight bodyguards wait outside while we drink milk tea and chat about Dan, Boston, my work here in Bhutan for the Royal Society for the Protection of Nature. Later, Dasho meets me for dinner at “Druk Hotel.” We eat ema datsi, the national dish—an incendiary bowl of hot chilli peppers and cheese?...