McSweeney's continues its excellent "Interviews with people who have interesting or unusual jobs" series with Suzanne Yeagley's conversation with Michael Blake, who, as a young man, had a job as a pheasant beater in Tasmania.

Dan Kois answers the question, I wonder whose job it is to make all those karaoke tracks for karaoke bars.

Last year was my first full year attempting to be a freelance music journalist. At the end of the year, a local writer friend asked me to come to an undergraduate class she was teaching on "freelance journalism" to talk to the students about my first year in the game. I was honest with them about my dismal year. Most of them looked sad and defeated. I told them about how, in order to survive, I turned to medical research studies to make money on the side.

Emily Fleischaker talked to a woman who earns a living by baking marijuana infused baked goods for medical marijuana clubs.

The job was selling cemetery plots over the phone. Essentially, the worst telemarketing job you could possibly imagine. I took it.

Since December, when I graduated from journalism school, I have been working as a "freelance journalist." I’ve gotten some financial help from a very generous grandmother, but as I move from Girls-hood to womanhood, the task of making a salary’s worth out of cobbled-together bits of change has morphed into a giant, cackling raincloud that follows me everywhere I go. Unfortunately, I do not have an umbrella. Forthwith, some of the more random side jobs I’ve applied for in recent weeks.

Over at BuzzFeed FWD, John Herrman has a really fun piece about Dave Fennoy, the man who voices the "limited commercial interruption" line on Hulu.

Wizards, they exist.

I got hired after a 10-minute interview in which, after trying to frame a summer as a counselor-in-training at a Girl Scout camp as "work experience," I admitted that I was completely unqualified. My soon-to-be boss liked that for some reason.