I was just on the dreaded Ticketmaster site spending too much money on a ticket for this Friday’s concert by The Blow, and the verification code–something which I have always assumed is a random generation of numbers and letters–struck me as a little odd.
As if their service charges weren’t obscene enough.
Definition of pudenda [Dictionary.com]
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(O_O)
AMAZING!
Maybe they knew you wanted the favor returned for “The Blow.”
I’d noticed in my last couple of Ticketmaster purchases that they’d started using actual words as verification codes instead of random letters, usually somewhat obscure vocabulary words, but not any terms for genitalia.
OK, maybe it’s the Portland hipster bubble I’m living in, but when in the hell did the Blow start playing shows that require ticket sales through Ticketmaster? Granted, she’s sold out the past few times she’s played locally, but I figured it was because, you know, it’s Portland.
Dugg…
(This is where I mention I saw the Blow a month back in Portland as part of Halleluwah…and wasn’t impressed. Music’s okay, stage schtick UH.)
@fishnotfried: Really? I’d sort of figured, like most Portland musicians worth their weight, the Blow was bigger out of town, or at least that the past year’s rush of fame started out of town. I blame the hipster bubble.
Thanks, Ticketmaster, now I know what a pundenda is.
There are many Portland artists who are bigger outside Portland. The problem is that it’s the wrong ones who are bigger.
*dodges PBR*
I really really like The Blow.
@mackro: If you’re referring to the Portland “indie elite” I’ll toast to you with that beer (except it’s now Natty Boh for me since I became a Portland ex-pat). I was referring mainly to the weird ones: Tara Jane O’Neil, JOMF, Menche, Smegma and such and so forth…
But why would you spend money on listening to Khaela Whateverthefuckhernameis wail “YOU WERE OUT OF MY LEAAAAAGUE” over Laffy Taffy? A free show, I get. But why money?
@kisskisskiss: What the hell, man? That song is awesome. How do I know? Because it somehow manages to make the Laffy Taffy beat sound good. I would totally pay money to see that if it sounds as good live as it does on record.
I got that same verification code a couple of weeks ago when I was looking up *ahem* WWE wrestling tickets for my brother, who was visiting for the weekend. I loved it so much that I took a screen grab.
It’s probably part of a Carnegie Mellon University program called “reCOPTA” where by typing in those words you’re helping to digitize old books. Neat, huh?
The last time I used ticketmaster (to buy tickets to see CSS) my word was FETUS. Blechh! here’s proof: [www.mylifeissoawkward.com]