by Evelyn Everlady
This week: how to deal with gross, disgusting body parts of a potential partner (which are not enclosed by the pants).
The original Social Q, from the New York Times: “I recently started dating a guy who is smart…
The lovely Gawker Media office in NoLIta, the headquarters of the well-known weblog company, is something to see! But who sits where? And more importantly, what percentage of their open…
The kid is in the playpen, also known as the crib, where I dumped him. The playpen is also known, officially, as a “playard,” sales-portmenteau-style for “play yard,” because somewhere between the time I was wearing diapers and the time I started…
This morning people were all like, “Oh okay, publishing Gawker’s office seating chart is one thing, but to be fair, shouldn’t you post your own? Okay, fine!
Here we are in the East Village.
Where is Bret Easton Ellis? He is living in Los Angeles, spending lots of time on Facebook, and also he is finishing the sequel to “Less Than Zero,” which will allegedly be published a year from now, according to Dana Goodyear. Also he is…
An appreciation of disco queen Lady Gaga that we can get behind.
What is most amusing is watching a trained pro like Lady Gaga try to sell herself as the Flying Lizards. Who were they? A colorfully deadpan British art-school unit of brainy, primitive…
Gabriel Sherman has a novella in today’s New York that chronicles the hurt and anger many on Wall Street feel at being made the villains of the current economic crisis just because of their boundless greed and damn-the-torpedoes risk taking. It’s…
You know when you’re a little bit tired and you read about an Apollo 14 astronaut who insists there are aliens out there in space and that the government is covering it all up, and you think, “What a wingnut!” And then you think: Well, wait a moment…
Oh I want to live there too. It’s an extremely cozy, 18,000-square-foot system of tunnels left over from the Cold War in Topeka!
says Reuters.
Good morning, all! Start your day off with some “Achewood,” okay?
It wouldn’t be charming and handmade and violently understated without a few first day server outages, right? Thanks for being patient! If you’re still having trouble getting to the site, drop us a line. Of course, that presumes you can actually see this post.
Nicholas Lemann, the dean of Columbia’s j-school, is a foul pimp selling lies to youngsters for a half-lifetime of crippling debt. Suze Orman should come down from on high and decapitate him with a DVD from the “Complete New Yorker” set.
Are New York baseball fans more likely to suffer from erectile dysfunction than MLB supporters around the rest of the league? Uh, probably.
J.G. Ballard, whose dark novels and two excellent memoirs made for one of the most unusual bodies of work to reach a mainstream audience in contemporary literature, died on Sunday at the age of 78. Ballard is most famous for Empire of the Sun, which recounts his internment by the…
When that sternly-worded Goldman Sachs statement came via email last night regarding Citigroup, and how everyone should not have it anywhere near their stock portfolio, I thought: is tomorrow going to be a real hosing in the market? Yes…
An auspicious sign for Web revivals? “Ask.com is to relaunch in the UK as Ask Jeeves three years after ditching the brand. The butler character will be reintroduced to the search engine’s branding and advertising after a makeover-by Savile…
Vice magazine has finally found its sweet spot, in this article entitled I DITCHED MY CAT IN THE HAMPTONS OVER THE WEEKEND, in which the author allegedly ditches his/her cat in the Hamptons over the weekend. Update: Crazily typical and yet still surprising! Now s/he swears that s/he still has precious kittens in custody.
It doesn’t matter if you’re one of the greatest pitchers in team history, nobody but nobody writes on the wall at Citi Field.
Our pals Doree Shafrir and Jess Grose have been hogging all the press oxygen in the last few weeks with the release of Love, Mom, their collection of funny e-mails and IMs from moms just like yours. Maybe you saw them in Friday’s Times? Today, the New Yorker’s Lauren Collins gets the fever.
We’re probably supposed to encourage you to go back through the archives so we can maximize pageviews. And why not? This is, after all, a commercial proposition. If you feel like it, we’re not gonna stop you. If, on the other hand, you’d like a few links to a couple of…
Rapid response to reader restiveness should be of paramount importance to newspapers during these troubled times, so kudos to the Washington Post for giving the people what they want: “Due to popular demand, ‘Judge Parker’ is returning to The…
Dr. Moshe Kantor, president of the European Jewish Congress: “I have seen two movies recently made by Jews in Hollywood. One was Valkyrie, which is a pro-Nazi film. The other is Slumdog Millionaire, which deals with the Muslim population in India, and in which one of…
Pictures of Saturn here! Go look!
So wow, Holland Cotter, the adorable and really quite wonderful art critic of the New York Times, just won a Pulitzer!
Not only did Eliot Spitzer screw New York by leaving it in the hands of his incompetent lieutenant, he screwed the entire worldwide financial system by investigating AIG. Or so says CNBC’s Charles Gasparino, who argues that the…
There’s some information about us here. You can get in touch with us here. Those little boxes below are what you click on to comment; the registration process is apparently pretty easy. It’s day one, so…
Left Business Observer’s Doug Henwood
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President HopeNChange has pretty much turned the federal government into a wholly owned subsidiary of Wall Street. It’s fashionable in some circles, even around these halls, to attribute…
If you’re like me, the first thing you turn to in the New Yorker after checking to make sure that it’s not a Denby week on the film pages is the delightful “Tables for Two” restaurant review. (This week Mike Peed looks at Schnipper’s Quality Kitchen.) The brief…
Oh my God, it’s all I can do to sit on my hands until 3 this afternoon when they reveal this year’s Pulitzer Prizes! The big questions: Who will win, and will they bother to do it next year?
Our active society: “Interviews with orthopedists and sports medicine physicians revealed few serious injuries, but rather a phenomenon more closely resembling a spreading national ache: patients of all ages complaining of strains and swelling related to their use-and overuse-of the Wii.”
Mark Penn, publicist and pollster for corporate murdering outfits, dodgy mortgage companies and Hillary Clintons, strikes again in the Wall Street Journal-on the topic of blogging. Do not look! He is trying to make you blog…
Sorry, this site is up and down today like a vampire during an eclipse. (Uh, what? Well. Like a hooker on a pogo stick seemed too vulgar.)
