<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:33:26.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gawker</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>192</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-8402562589764552494</id><published>2008-04-25T21:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T21:24:33.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Thing [Video Goodness] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%208-4.jpg" height="224" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 8-4" /&gt;A young Neve Campbell, as a Catholic high school girl, on &lt;em&gt;The Kids in the Hall&lt;/em&gt;. And feel free to post your fave KITH sketches in the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="284"align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HheFQrVCVTg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HheFQrVCVTg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="340" height="284"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=2e5acfbf539b05e8ae139e304bf9ffe7" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=2e5acfbf539b05e8ae139e304bf9ffe7" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=OGtl6Q"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=OGtl6Q" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=k3ZHcG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=k3ZHcG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=wFrZRG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=wFrZRG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=vGRhFg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=vGRhFg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=H2Je4g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=H2Je4g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278474335" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-8402562589764552494?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/8402562589764552494/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=8402562589764552494' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/8402562589764552494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/8402562589764552494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-more-thing-video-goodness_8638.html' title='One More Thing [Video Goodness] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-4616048672066138903</id><published>2008-04-25T21:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T21:22:39.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Thing [Video Goodness] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%208-4.jpg" height="224" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 8-4" /&gt;A young Neve Campbell, as a Catholic high school girl, on &lt;em&gt;The Kids in the Hall&lt;/em&gt;. And feel free to post your fave KITH sketches in the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="284"align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HheFQrVCVTg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HheFQrVCVTg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="340" height="284"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=2e5acfbf539b05e8ae139e304bf9ffe7" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=2e5acfbf539b05e8ae139e304bf9ffe7" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=OGtl6Q"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=OGtl6Q" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=k3ZHcG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=k3ZHcG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=wFrZRG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=wFrZRG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=vGRhFg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=vGRhFg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=H2Je4g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=H2Je4g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278474335" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-4616048672066138903?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/4616048672066138903/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=4616048672066138903' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/4616048672066138903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/4616048672066138903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-more-thing-video-goodness_25.html' title='One More Thing [Video Goodness] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-4485951938120605962</id><published>2008-04-25T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T21:16:53.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Thing [Video Goodness] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%208-4.jpg" height="224" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 8-4" /&gt;A young Neve Campbell, as a Catholic high school girl, on &lt;em&gt;The Kids in the Hall&lt;/em&gt;. And feel free to post your fave KITH sketches in the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="284"align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HheFQrVCVTg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HheFQrVCVTg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="340" height="284"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=2e5acfbf539b05e8ae139e304bf9ffe7" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=2e5acfbf539b05e8ae139e304bf9ffe7" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=OGtl6Q"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=OGtl6Q" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=k3ZHcG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=k3ZHcG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=wFrZRG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=wFrZRG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=vGRhFg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=vGRhFg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=H2Je4g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=H2Je4g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278474335" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-4485951938120605962?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/4485951938120605962/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=4485951938120605962' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/4485951938120605962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/4485951938120605962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-more-thing-video-goodness.html' title='One More Thing [Video Goodness] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-3102141027354375793</id><published>2008-04-25T19:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:26:55.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;i&gt;Cosmo&lt;/i&gt;'s Miami Beach Bikini Bash [Tasty!] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/cosmo-bikini-1.jpg" height="176" width="161" align="left" alt="Cosmo-Bikini-1" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cosmopolitan&lt;/em&gt;—which is a women's magazine—set some kind of record for the largest U.S. bikini shoot. Details? Nope. Since the mag's lame website is totally crippled by ads for some crap Hugh Jackman movie. Fortunately, another site is hosting the pics, some of which follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%203-6.jpg" height="203" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 3-6" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%204-11.jpg" height="187" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 4-11" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%205-5.jpg" height="209" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 5-5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%206-5.jpg" height="204" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 6-5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%207-5.jpg" height="206" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 7-5" /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://celebslam.buzznet.com/cosmo-bikini#more-268902"&gt;CelebSlam&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/ohnotheydidnt/22843057.html"&gt;OhNoTheyDidn't&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=0f8c2e15bd8daf6450fb91221e57310f" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=0f8c2e15bd8daf6450fb91221e57310f" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=s0jm44"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=s0jm44" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=tQ9JSnG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=tQ9JSnG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=JNfe7oG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=JNfe7oG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=zNJOACg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=zNJOACg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=Y9wAXHg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=Y9wAXHg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278449122" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-3102141027354375793?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/3102141027354375793/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=3102141027354375793' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3102141027354375793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3102141027354375793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/miami-beach-bikini-bash-tasty_473.html' title='&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Cosmo&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;#39;s Miami Beach Bikini Bash [Tasty!] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-4957151441998559405</id><published>2008-04-25T19:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:26:42.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;i&gt;Cosmo&lt;/i&gt;'s Miami Beach Bikini Bash [Tasty!] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/cosmo-bikini-1.jpg" height="176" width="161" align="left" alt="Cosmo-Bikini-1" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cosmopolitan&lt;/em&gt;—which is a women's magazine—set some kind of record for the largest U.S. bikini shoot. Details? Nope. Since the mag's lame website is totally crippled by ads for some crap Hugh Jackman movie. Fortunately, another site is hosting the pics, some of which follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%203-6.jpg" height="203" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 3-6" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%204-11.jpg" height="187" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 4-11" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%205-5.jpg" height="209" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 5-5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%206-5.jpg" height="204" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 6-5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%207-5.jpg" height="206" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 7-5" /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://celebslam.buzznet.com/cosmo-bikini#more-268902"&gt;CelebSlam&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/ohnotheydidnt/22843057.html"&gt;OhNoTheyDidn't&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=0f8c2e15bd8daf6450fb91221e57310f" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=0f8c2e15bd8daf6450fb91221e57310f" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=s0jm44"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=s0jm44" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=tQ9JSnG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=tQ9JSnG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=JNfe7oG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=JNfe7oG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=zNJOACg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=zNJOACg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=Y9wAXHg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=Y9wAXHg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278449122" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-4957151441998559405?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/4957151441998559405/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=4957151441998559405' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/4957151441998559405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/4957151441998559405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/miami-beach-bikini-bash-tasty_25.html' title='&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Cosmo&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;#39;s Miami Beach Bikini Bash [Tasty!] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-3284489406299081958</id><published>2008-04-25T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:26:24.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;i&gt;Cosmo&lt;/i&gt;'s Miami Beach Bikini Bash [Tasty!] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/cosmo-bikini-1.jpg" height="176" width="161" align="left" alt="Cosmo-Bikini-1" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cosmopolitan&lt;/em&gt;—which is a women's magazine—set some kind of record for the largest U.S. bikini shoot. Details? Nope. Since the mag's lame website is totally crippled by ads for some crap Hugh Jackman movie. Fortunately, another site is hosting the pics, some of which follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%203-6.jpg" height="203" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 3-6" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%204-11.jpg" height="187" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 4-11" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%205-5.jpg" height="209" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 5-5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%206-5.jpg" height="204" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 6-5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%207-5.jpg" height="206" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 7-5" /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://celebslam.buzznet.com/cosmo-bikini#more-268902"&gt;CelebSlam&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/ohnotheydidnt/22843057.html"&gt;OhNoTheyDidn't&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=0f8c2e15bd8daf6450fb91221e57310f" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=0f8c2e15bd8daf6450fb91221e57310f" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=s0jm44"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=s0jm44" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=tQ9JSnG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=tQ9JSnG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=JNfe7oG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=JNfe7oG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=zNJOACg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=zNJOACg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=Y9wAXHg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=Y9wAXHg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278449122" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-3284489406299081958?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/3284489406299081958/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=3284489406299081958' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3284489406299081958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3284489406299081958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/miami-beach-bikini-bash-tasty.html' title='&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Cosmo&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;&amp;#39;s Miami Beach Bikini Bash [Tasty!] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-9159316287228333883</id><published>2008-04-25T19:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:26:58.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psycho-Eyed Socialite Makes 2nd Bitter Divorce Video [She's Coming Right At Me!] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%202-8.jpg" height="226" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 2-8" /&gt;Tricia Walsh-Smith, the soon-to be-ex of Schubert Organization prez Philip Smith, posted a rambling YouTube &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5005634/crazy-socialite-brings-broadway-divorce-battle-to-youtube"&gt;video about how the old man never sexed her&lt;/a&gt; a couple weeks back (Oh, here's &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/380652/crazy-unsexed-housewife-of-new-york-youtubes-angry-tell+all-video"&gt;that &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/380652/crazy-unsexed-housewife-of-new-york-youtubes-angry-tell+all-video"&gt;other&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/380652/crazy-unsexed-housewife-of-new-york-youtubes-angry-tell+all-video"&gt; story&lt;/a&gt; about it). She has returned as a self-proclaimed "YouTube Superstar" and she's still as batty and frighteningly hypnotic as ever. Fear her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="284"align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3RoPtyJDWHg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3RoPtyJDWHg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="340" height="284"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://www.pheedo.com/click.phdo?s=14feb8ef60edbbedb2959cd84c3e0683"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="border: 0;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?s=14feb8ef60edbbedb2959cd84c3e0683"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=14feb8ef60edbbedb2959cd84c3e0683" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=5JuswP"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=5JuswP" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=viZ6xG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=viZ6xG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=RhGBsG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=RhGBsG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=rmJQKg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=rmJQKg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=Iwfgag"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=Iwfgag" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278429462" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-9159316287228333883?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/9159316287228333883/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=9159316287228333883' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/9159316287228333883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/9159316287228333883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/psycho-eyed-socialite-makes-2nd-bitter_7344.html' title='Psycho-Eyed Socialite Makes 2nd Bitter Divorce Video [She&amp;#39;s Coming Right At Me!] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-4247633161659000086</id><published>2008-04-25T19:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:26:45.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psycho-Eyed Socialite Makes 2nd Bitter Divorce Video [She's Coming Right At Me!] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%202-8.jpg" height="226" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 2-8" /&gt;Tricia Walsh-Smith, the soon-to be-ex of Schubert Organization prez Philip Smith, posted a rambling YouTube &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5005634/crazy-socialite-brings-broadway-divorce-battle-to-youtube"&gt;video about how the old man never sexed her&lt;/a&gt; a couple weeks back (Oh, here's &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/380652/crazy-unsexed-housewife-of-new-york-youtubes-angry-tell+all-video"&gt;that &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/380652/crazy-unsexed-housewife-of-new-york-youtubes-angry-tell+all-video"&gt;other&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/380652/crazy-unsexed-housewife-of-new-york-youtubes-angry-tell+all-video"&gt; story&lt;/a&gt; about it). She has returned as a self-proclaimed "YouTube Superstar" and she's still as batty and frighteningly hypnotic as ever. Fear her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="284"align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3RoPtyJDWHg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3RoPtyJDWHg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="340" height="284"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://www.pheedo.com/click.phdo?s=14feb8ef60edbbedb2959cd84c3e0683"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="border: 0;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?s=14feb8ef60edbbedb2959cd84c3e0683"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=14feb8ef60edbbedb2959cd84c3e0683" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=5JuswP"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=5JuswP" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=viZ6xG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=viZ6xG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=RhGBsG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=RhGBsG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=rmJQKg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=rmJQKg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=Iwfgag"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=Iwfgag" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278429462" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-4247633161659000086?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/4247633161659000086/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=4247633161659000086' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/4247633161659000086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/4247633161659000086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/psycho-eyed-socialite-makes-2nd-bitter_25.html' title='Psycho-Eyed Socialite Makes 2nd Bitter Divorce Video [She&amp;#39;s Coming Right At Me!] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-7810798342488990379</id><published>2008-04-25T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:26:26.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psycho-Eyed Socialite Makes 2nd Bitter Divorce Video [She's Coming Right At Me!] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%202-8.jpg" height="226" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 2-8" /&gt;Tricia Walsh-Smith, the soon-to be-ex of Schubert Organization prez Philip Smith, posted a rambling YouTube &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5005634/crazy-socialite-brings-broadway-divorce-battle-to-youtube"&gt;video about how the old man never sexed her&lt;/a&gt; a couple weeks back (Oh, here's &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/380652/crazy-unsexed-housewife-of-new-york-youtubes-angry-tell+all-video"&gt;that &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/380652/crazy-unsexed-housewife-of-new-york-youtubes-angry-tell+all-video"&gt;other&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/380652/crazy-unsexed-housewife-of-new-york-youtubes-angry-tell+all-video"&gt; story&lt;/a&gt; about it). She has returned as a self-proclaimed "YouTube Superstar" and she's still as batty and frighteningly hypnotic as ever. Fear her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="284"align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3RoPtyJDWHg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3RoPtyJDWHg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="340" height="284"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://www.pheedo.com/click.phdo?s=14feb8ef60edbbedb2959cd84c3e0683"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="border: 0;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?s=14feb8ef60edbbedb2959cd84c3e0683"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=14feb8ef60edbbedb2959cd84c3e0683" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=5JuswP"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=5JuswP" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=viZ6xG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=viZ6xG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=RhGBsG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=RhGBsG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=rmJQKg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=rmJQKg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=Iwfgag"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=Iwfgag" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278429462" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-7810798342488990379?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/7810798342488990379/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=7810798342488990379' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/7810798342488990379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/7810798342488990379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/psycho-eyed-socialite-makes-2nd-bitter.html' title='Psycho-Eyed Socialite Makes 2nd Bitter Divorce Video [She&amp;#39;s Coming Right At Me!] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-2181924173379704349</id><published>2008-04-25T18:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:27:00.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Google? 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Come see the preview!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;[via &lt;a href="http://www.googlemethemovie.com/"&gt;C/Net&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newVideoPlayer("google_me.flv", 463, 387,"");&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img src="http://cache.gawker.com/assets/stills/google_me.flv.jpg"     style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none;display: none;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=da506637f13e42264e2b18c2266433e8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=da506637f13e42264e2b18c2266433e8" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=IgVJ8m"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=IgVJ8m" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=tfU4HG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=tfU4HG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=7yWkZG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=7yWkZG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=PWcPfg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=PWcPfg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=4x86Sg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=4x86Sg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278429463" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-2181924173379704349?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/2181924173379704349/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=2181924173379704349' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2181924173379704349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2181924173379704349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/google-movie-for-serious-movies_460.html' title='Google? A Movie? For Serious? [Movies] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-6543117928884630727</id><published>2008-04-25T18:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:26:47.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Google? A Movie? For Serious? [Movies] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%201-11.jpg" height="92" width="161" align="left" alt="Picture 1-11"&gt;It's like "Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon," except with the Internet and likable schlubs you've never heard of. Actually, it does look kind of good. Like cable-good. Like &lt;em&gt;Supersize Me&lt;/em&gt; without wanting to punch the narrator in his smug stupid face. Come see the preview!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;[via &lt;a href="http://www.googlemethemovie.com/"&gt;C/Net&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newVideoPlayer("google_me.flv", 463, 387,"");&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img src="http://cache.gawker.com/assets/stills/google_me.flv.jpg"     style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none;display: none;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=da506637f13e42264e2b18c2266433e8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=da506637f13e42264e2b18c2266433e8" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=IgVJ8m"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=IgVJ8m" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=tfU4HG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=tfU4HG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=7yWkZG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=7yWkZG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=PWcPfg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=PWcPfg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=4x86Sg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=4x86Sg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278429463" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-6543117928884630727?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/6543117928884630727/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=6543117928884630727' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/6543117928884630727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/6543117928884630727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/google-movie-for-serious-movies_25.html' title='Google? A Movie? For Serious? [Movies] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-2510621620521691586</id><published>2008-04-25T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:26:28.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Google? A Movie? For Serious? [Movies] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%201-11.jpg" height="92" width="161" align="left" alt="Picture 1-11"&gt;It's like "Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon," except with the Internet and likable schlubs you've never heard of. Actually, it does look kind of good. Like cable-good. Like &lt;em&gt;Supersize Me&lt;/em&gt; without wanting to punch the narrator in his smug stupid face. Come see the preview!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;[via &lt;a href="http://www.googlemethemovie.com/"&gt;C/Net&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newVideoPlayer("google_me.flv", 463, 387,"");&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img src="http://cache.gawker.com/assets/stills/google_me.flv.jpg"     style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none;display: none;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=da506637f13e42264e2b18c2266433e8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=da506637f13e42264e2b18c2266433e8" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=IgVJ8m"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=IgVJ8m" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=tfU4HG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=tfU4HG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=7yWkZG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=7yWkZG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=PWcPfg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=PWcPfg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=4x86Sg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=4x86Sg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278429463" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-2510621620521691586?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/2510621620521691586/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=2510621620521691586' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2510621620521691586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2510621620521691586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/google-movie-for-serious-movies.html' title='Google? 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[Movies] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-2332801432738293912</id><published>2008-04-25T18:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T13:28:04.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;i&gt;Battlestar Galactica&lt;/i&gt;: This Week in Space [Battlestar Galactica] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/how%20battlestar%20galactica%20starbuck%20killed%20broadcast%20TV.jpg" height="165" width="161" align="left" alt="How Battlestar Galactica Starbuck Killed Broadcast Tv" /&gt;Here is this week's roundup of the Sci-Fi Channel's rocking space opera Battlestar Galactica, from notes I took last night from deep within a liter of Johnny Walker Red Lable. (And here &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006296/battlestar-galactica-holy-fricking-frack"&gt;are&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5005645/battlestar-galactica-what-happened-now"&gt;the&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5005075/battlestar-galactica-what-happened"&gt;other&lt;/a&gt; weeks.) Could be spoilers, could maybe not be—how would I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ooh... Jesus Doctor in kinky bondage funtimes with Secret Cyclon lady!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bondage funtimes with Secret Cyclon not really so fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wha? Jesus Doctor's harem invaded by gay bikers from &lt;em&gt;The Road Warrior&lt;/em&gt;? Where is Lord Humongous?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hey, Chief Fatty Q. Workingstiff! Your wife is space food. Didn't anybody tell you yet?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Silly pilot lady... You can't land on your &lt;em&gt;nose&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bleachy Cyclon's in Doctor Jesus's head—Are we still &lt;em&gt;doing&lt;/em&gt; that?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Raid on the temple! Turn over the money changers' tables! Cliche complete!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;23 minutes in and STILL NO BLONDE TOMBOY SPACE GIRL!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gravel is for rustic driveways, Miami Vice. You don't eat it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Old Eyepatchy wants Bleachy Cyclon to be his Oprah friend and tell him what it's like to have so many deaths on her bony hands.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chief Fatty Q. Workingstiff: "I settled! I settled for that freak! Those dull fracking eyes!" You are a mechanic with a studio apartment and you want to get the hotties? It's space, fatboy. Not Long Island.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eww... Old Eyepatchy's eye! Haha... Bleachy just beat the &lt;em&gt;shit&lt;/em&gt; out of you!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blonde Tomboy Space Girl... Where are you?? ::sniffle::&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=6d62ea12ae222ad72edbc42c5d34bf4d" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=6d62ea12ae222ad72edbc42c5d34bf4d" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=sQBJlU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=sQBJlU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=TR9LSLG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=TR9LSLG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=6hqJdjG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=6hqJdjG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=auNBqhg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=auNBqhg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=DNwj1Sg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=DNwj1Sg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278417135" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-2332801432738293912?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/2332801432738293912/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=2332801432738293912' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2332801432738293912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2332801432738293912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/galactica-this-week-in-space-battlestar_4082.html' title='&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Battlestar Galactica&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;: This Week in Space [Battlestar Galactica] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-2924917674055976554</id><published>2008-04-25T18:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T13:27:18.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;i&gt;Battlestar Galactica&lt;/i&gt;: This Week in Space [Battlestar Galactica] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/how%20battlestar%20galactica%20starbuck%20killed%20broadcast%20TV.jpg" height="165" width="161" align="left" alt="How Battlestar Galactica Starbuck Killed Broadcast Tv" /&gt;Here is this week's roundup of the Sci-Fi Channel's rocking space opera Battlestar Galactica, from notes I took last night from deep within a liter of Johnny Walker Red Lable. (And here &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006296/battlestar-galactica-holy-fricking-frack"&gt;are&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5005645/battlestar-galactica-what-happened-now"&gt;the&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5005075/battlestar-galactica-what-happened"&gt;other&lt;/a&gt; weeks.) Could be spoilers, could maybe not be—how would I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ooh... Jesus Doctor in kinky bondage funtimes with Secret Cyclon lady!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bondage funtimes with Secret Cyclon not really so fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wha? Jesus Doctor's harem invaded by gay bikers from &lt;em&gt;The Road Warrior&lt;/em&gt;? Where is Lord Humongous?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hey, Chief Fatty Q. Workingstiff! Your wife is space food. Didn't anybody tell you yet?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Silly pilot lady... You can't land on your &lt;em&gt;nose&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bleachy Cyclon's in Doctor Jesus's head—Are we still &lt;em&gt;doing&lt;/em&gt; that?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Raid on the temple! Turn over the money changers' tables! Cliche complete!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;23 minutes in and STILL NO BLONDE TOMBOY SPACE GIRL!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gravel is for rustic driveways, Miami Vice. You don't eat it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Old Eyepatchy wants Bleachy Cyclon to be his Oprah friend and tell him what it's like to have so many deaths on her bony hands.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chief Fatty Q. Workingstiff: "I settled! I settled for that freak! Those dull fracking eyes!" You are a mechanic with a studio apartment and you want to get the hotties? It's space, fatboy. Not Long Island.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eww... Old Eyepatchy's eye! Haha... Bleachy just beat the &lt;em&gt;shit&lt;/em&gt; out of you!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blonde Tomboy Space Girl... Where are you?? ::sniffle::&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=6d62ea12ae222ad72edbc42c5d34bf4d" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=6d62ea12ae222ad72edbc42c5d34bf4d" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=sQBJlU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=sQBJlU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=TR9LSLG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=TR9LSLG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=6hqJdjG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=6hqJdjG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=auNBqhg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=auNBqhg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=DNwj1Sg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=DNwj1Sg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278417135" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-2924917674055976554?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/2924917674055976554/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=2924917674055976554' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2924917674055976554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2924917674055976554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/galactica-this-week-in-space-battlestar_25.html' title='&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Battlestar Galactica&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;: This Week in Space [Battlestar Galactica] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-2080889138309751543</id><published>2008-04-25T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T13:26:00.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;i&gt;Battlestar Galactica&lt;/i&gt;: This Week in Space [Battlestar Galactica] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/how%20battlestar%20galactica%20starbuck%20killed%20broadcast%20TV.jpg" height="165" width="161" align="left" alt="How Battlestar Galactica Starbuck Killed Broadcast Tv" /&gt;Here is this week's roundup of the Sci-Fi Channel's rocking space opera Battlestar Galactica, from notes I took last night from deep within a liter of Johnny Walker Red Lable. (And here &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006296/battlestar-galactica-holy-fricking-frack"&gt;are&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5005645/battlestar-galactica-what-happened-now"&gt;the&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5005075/battlestar-galactica-what-happened"&gt;other&lt;/a&gt; weeks.) Could be spoilers, could maybe not be—how would I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ooh... Jesus Doctor in kinky bondage funtimes with Secret Cyclon lady!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bondage funtimes with Secret Cyclon not really so fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wha? Jesus Doctor's harem invaded by gay bikers from &lt;em&gt;The Road Warrior&lt;/em&gt;? Where is Lord Humongous?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hey, Chief Fatty Q. Workingstiff! Your wife is space food. Didn't anybody tell you yet?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Silly pilot lady... You can't land on your &lt;em&gt;nose&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bleachy Cyclon's in Doctor Jesus's head—Are we still &lt;em&gt;doing&lt;/em&gt; that?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Raid on the temple! Turn over the money changers' tables! Cliche complete!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;23 minutes in and STILL NO BLONDE TOMBOY SPACE GIRL!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gravel is for rustic driveways, Miami Vice. You don't eat it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Old Eyepatchy wants Bleachy Cyclon to be his Oprah friend and tell him what it's like to have so many deaths on her bony hands.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chief Fatty Q. Workingstiff: "I settled! I settled for that freak! Those dull fracking eyes!" You are a mechanic with a studio apartment and you want to get the hotties? It's space, fatboy. Not Long Island.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eww... Old Eyepatchy's eye! Haha... Bleachy just beat the &lt;em&gt;shit&lt;/em&gt; out of you!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blonde Tomboy Space Girl... Where are you?? ::sniffle::&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=6d62ea12ae222ad72edbc42c5d34bf4d" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=6d62ea12ae222ad72edbc42c5d34bf4d" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=sQBJlU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=sQBJlU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=TR9LSLG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=TR9LSLG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=6hqJdjG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=6hqJdjG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=auNBqhg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=auNBqhg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=DNwj1Sg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=DNwj1Sg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278417135" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-2080889138309751543?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/2080889138309751543/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=2080889138309751543' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2080889138309751543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2080889138309751543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/galactica-this-week-in-space-battlestar.html' title='&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Battlestar Galactica&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;: This Week in Space [Battlestar Galactica] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-4834666505352266990</id><published>2008-04-25T17:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T12:28:43.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zuckerman to Murdoch: Take Your Monopoly and Suck It. [Tabloid Wars] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/26paper-inline-190.jpg" height="237" width="161" align="left" alt="26Paper-Inline-190" /&gt;"Mortimer B. Zuckerman, the owner of The &lt;em&gt;Daily News&lt;/em&gt;, believes he can snatch &lt;em&gt;Newsday&lt;/em&gt; from Rupert Murdoch without offering a dime more than the $580 million already on the table. Mortimer B. Zuckerman will argue his bid has less potential for regulatory uncertainty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Late Friday afternoon Mr. Zuckerman submitted a bid of $580 million for the Long Island-based newspaper, according to a person briefed on the matter. The bid sets up a potential bargaining battle by the owners of New York’s two tabloids: &lt;em&gt;The Daily News&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;The New York Post&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mr. Zuckerman opted not to submit a higher bid. Instead, he will make the argument to the Tribune Company, the debt-laden parent company of &lt;em&gt;Newsday&lt;/em&gt;, that his bid is more attractive because it does not have the potential to fall into regulatory limbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mr. Murdoch’s offer would almost certainly be scrutinized by the Federal Communications Commission under its new media ownership rule."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In related news... I hope you fall off a curb and crack your stupid hip, Rupe. You old prick. [&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/04/26/business/media/26paper.html?ex=1366948800&amp;amp;en=32ed391e0c02881e&amp;amp;ei=5088&amp;amp;partner=rssnyt&amp;amp;emc=rss"&gt;NYT&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=47532492f7da87ab6aaa1577cc50b6de" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=47532492f7da87ab6aaa1577cc50b6de" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=q50yQf"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=q50yQf" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=A9qAHwG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=A9qAHwG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=bMDrdtG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=bMDrdtG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=sacLCCg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=sacLCCg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=xhAqmIg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=xhAqmIg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278403873" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-4834666505352266990?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/4834666505352266990/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=4834666505352266990' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/4834666505352266990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/4834666505352266990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/zuckerman-to-murdoch-take-your-monopoly_4155.html' title='Zuckerman to Murdoch: Take Your Monopoly and Suck It. [Tabloid Wars] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-3223885208928059296</id><published>2008-04-25T17:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T12:27:41.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zuckerman to Murdoch: Take Your Monopoly and Suck It. [Tabloid Wars] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/26paper-inline-190.jpg" height="237" width="161" align="left" alt="26Paper-Inline-190" /&gt;"Mortimer B. Zuckerman, the owner of The &lt;em&gt;Daily News&lt;/em&gt;, believes he can snatch &lt;em&gt;Newsday&lt;/em&gt; from Rupert Murdoch without offering a dime more than the $580 million already on the table. Mortimer B. Zuckerman will argue his bid has less potential for regulatory uncertainty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Late Friday afternoon Mr. Zuckerman submitted a bid of $580 million for the Long Island-based newspaper, according to a person briefed on the matter. The bid sets up a potential bargaining battle by the owners of New York’s two tabloids: &lt;em&gt;The Daily News&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;The New York Post&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mr. Zuckerman opted not to submit a higher bid. Instead, he will make the argument to the Tribune Company, the debt-laden parent company of &lt;em&gt;Newsday&lt;/em&gt;, that his bid is more attractive because it does not have the potential to fall into regulatory limbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mr. Murdoch’s offer would almost certainly be scrutinized by the Federal Communications Commission under its new media ownership rule."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In related news... I hope you fall off a curb and crack your stupid hip, Rupe. You old prick. [&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/04/26/business/media/26paper.html?ex=1366948800&amp;amp;en=32ed391e0c02881e&amp;amp;ei=5088&amp;amp;partner=rssnyt&amp;amp;emc=rss"&gt;NYT&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=47532492f7da87ab6aaa1577cc50b6de" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=47532492f7da87ab6aaa1577cc50b6de" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=q50yQf"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=q50yQf" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=A9qAHwG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=A9qAHwG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=bMDrdtG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=bMDrdtG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=sacLCCg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=sacLCCg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=xhAqmIg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=xhAqmIg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278403873" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-3223885208928059296?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/3223885208928059296/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=3223885208928059296' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3223885208928059296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3223885208928059296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/zuckerman-to-murdoch-take-your-monopoly_25.html' title='Zuckerman to Murdoch: Take Your Monopoly and Suck It. [Tabloid Wars] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-64236171341419544</id><published>2008-04-25T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T12:26:36.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zuckerman to Murdoch: Take Your Monopoly and Suck It. [Tabloid Wars] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/26paper-inline-190.jpg" height="237" width="161" align="left" alt="26Paper-Inline-190" /&gt;"Mortimer B. Zuckerman, the owner of The &lt;em&gt;Daily News&lt;/em&gt;, believes he can snatch &lt;em&gt;Newsday&lt;/em&gt; from Rupert Murdoch without offering a dime more than the $580 million already on the table. Mortimer B. Zuckerman will argue his bid has less potential for regulatory uncertainty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Late Friday afternoon Mr. Zuckerman submitted a bid of $580 million for the Long Island-based newspaper, according to a person briefed on the matter. The bid sets up a potential bargaining battle by the owners of New York’s two tabloids: &lt;em&gt;The Daily News&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;The New York Post&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mr. Zuckerman opted not to submit a higher bid. Instead, he will make the argument to the Tribune Company, the debt-laden parent company of &lt;em&gt;Newsday&lt;/em&gt;, that his bid is more attractive because it does not have the potential to fall into regulatory limbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mr. Murdoch’s offer would almost certainly be scrutinized by the Federal Communications Commission under its new media ownership rule."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In related news... I hope you fall off a curb and crack your stupid hip, Rupe. You old prick. 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[Tabloid Wars] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-3598718411895206619</id><published>2008-04-25T17:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T11:28:49.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Willie and Snoop: Together at Last! [Video] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%208-3.jpg" height="226" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 8-3" /&gt;Stoner heroes Snoop Dogg and Willie Nelson got together in Amsterdam to perform "Superman." 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[Video] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-5705288080306675281</id><published>2008-04-25T17:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T11:27:59.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Willie and Snoop: Together at Last! [Video] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%208-3.jpg" height="226" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 8-3" /&gt;Stoner heroes Snoop Dogg and Willie Nelson got together in Amsterdam to perform "Superman." 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[Video] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-7186078621034034394</id><published>2008-04-25T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T11:26:27.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Willie and Snoop: Together at Last! [Video] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%208-3.jpg" height="226" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 8-3" /&gt;Stoner heroes Snoop Dogg and Willie Nelson got together in Amsterdam to perform "Superman." 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[Video] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-5026446600760804181</id><published>2008-04-25T17:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T11:28:23.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;i&gt;Times&lt;/i&gt; Runs Slideshow of Naked Olds [Summer Fun!] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%207-4.jpg" height="199" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 7-4" /&gt;Suday's &lt;em&gt;New York Times&lt;/em&gt; travel section has a feature on nudist getaways, which the Gray Lady is calling "Nakations." And everyone in it is old—like really old, like 74-years-old! Shall we have a look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/22830093.jpg" height="200" width="300" align="left" alt="22830093" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/22355211-1.jpg" height="200" width="300" align="left" alt="22355211-1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/22830695.jpg" height="200" width="300" align="left" alt="22830695" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/04/27/travel/27nude.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=0962364d73a494438fbcc10bf0f49fc2" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=0962364d73a494438fbcc10bf0f49fc2" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=SFhjWd"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=SFhjWd" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=V9k5GzG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=V9k5GzG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=wjzAnaG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=wjzAnaG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=DjcvZdg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=DjcvZdg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=zFnj4zg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=zFnj4zg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278392151" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-5026446600760804181?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/5026446600760804181/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=5026446600760804181' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/5026446600760804181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/5026446600760804181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/runs-slideshow-of-naked-olds-summer-fun_2076.html' title='&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Times&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; Runs Slideshow of Naked Olds [Summer Fun!] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-988947032556568731</id><published>2008-04-25T17:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T11:28:01.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;i&gt;Times&lt;/i&gt; Runs Slideshow of Naked Olds [Summer Fun!] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%207-4.jpg" height="199" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 7-4" /&gt;Suday's &lt;em&gt;New York Times&lt;/em&gt; travel section has a feature on nudist getaways, which the Gray Lady is calling "Nakations." And everyone in it is old—like really old, like 74-years-old! Shall we have a look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/22830093.jpg" height="200" width="300" align="left" alt="22830093" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/22355211-1.jpg" height="200" width="300" align="left" alt="22355211-1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/22830695.jpg" height="200" width="300" align="left" alt="22830695" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/04/27/travel/27nude.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=0962364d73a494438fbcc10bf0f49fc2" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=0962364d73a494438fbcc10bf0f49fc2" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=SFhjWd"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=SFhjWd" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=V9k5GzG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=V9k5GzG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=wjzAnaG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=wjzAnaG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=DjcvZdg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=DjcvZdg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=zFnj4zg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=zFnj4zg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278392151" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-988947032556568731?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/988947032556568731/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=988947032556568731' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/988947032556568731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/988947032556568731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/runs-slideshow-of-naked-olds-summer-fun_25.html' title='&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Times&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; Runs Slideshow of Naked Olds [Summer Fun!] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-240573952694443504</id><published>2008-04-25T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T11:26:29.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;i&gt;Times&lt;/i&gt; Runs Slideshow of Naked Olds [Summer Fun!] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%207-4.jpg" height="199" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 7-4" /&gt;Suday's &lt;em&gt;New York Times&lt;/em&gt; travel section has a feature on nudist getaways, which the Gray Lady is calling "Nakations." And everyone in it is old—like really old, like 74-years-old! Shall we have a look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/22830093.jpg" height="200" width="300" align="left" alt="22830093" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/22355211-1.jpg" height="200" width="300" align="left" alt="22355211-1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/22830695.jpg" height="200" width="300" align="left" alt="22830695" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/04/27/travel/27nude.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=0962364d73a494438fbcc10bf0f49fc2" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=0962364d73a494438fbcc10bf0f49fc2" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=SFhjWd"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=SFhjWd" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=V9k5GzG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=V9k5GzG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=wjzAnaG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=wjzAnaG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=DjcvZdg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=DjcvZdg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=zFnj4zg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=zFnj4zg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278392151" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-240573952694443504?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/240573952694443504/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=240573952694443504' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/240573952694443504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/240573952694443504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/runs-slideshow-of-naked-olds-summer-fun.html' title='&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Times&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; Runs Slideshow of Naked Olds [Summer Fun!] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-5470020133655862156</id><published>2008-04-25T17:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T11:28:30.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jakob Lodwick is Sick of Your Infernal Minimum Wage [Flaming Balls Of Douche] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/14551831_300.jpg" height="161" width="161" align="left" alt="14551831 300" /&gt;Why all the poverty in America? Vimeo-founding Julia Allison-ex and tedious fameball douche Jakob Lodwick thinks it's because all those poor, poor corporations are forced to pay a minimum wage that many prospective workers are simply not qualified for. In a rhetorical interview with himself (Oh, what a &lt;em&gt;device&lt;/em&gt;!) Lodwick sure does make some convincing arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What about the homeless guy who can’t get hired for the $5/hour minimum wage job, but would be qualified for a $3 an hour job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: He will have no job, because no $3 jobs exist. He will dig through trash cans for empty bottles and pizza crusts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: But that’s not fair. It is my belief that no one should have to dig through trash cans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Then why do you advocate laws that make digging through trash cans inevitable? Why do you eliminate the role of the least skilled people in the economy? Why do you insist that the ladder have no bottom rung?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Nobody’s talking about ladders. I’m talking about the basic human right of a well-paying job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: What about the right to earn a living that, while meager, is better than no living at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Easy for you to say! You’ve made plenty of money — you’re just trying to squeeze every last penny out of the underpriviledged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I’ve made plenty of money because I’m good at evaluating complex systems and understanding how they could be made more efficient. There is an inefficiency here that hurts everyone. It bothers me because it could so easily be reversed, because it causes so much misery, and because it makes the economy worse off for me! But nobody wants to learn basic economics, so they go on repeating the same reality-denying mistakes that have been made, putting forth an agenda that cannot work but sure does sound nice [...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you think the girls who attack you on their tumblrs have crushes on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: No comment, you’re adding an unnecessary distraction to this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Ok, one more question, what’s your take on &lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/Technology/story?id=4719130&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;this debacle&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: GOOD NIGHT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; [&lt;a href="http://jakoblodwick.com/post/32899811"&gt;JakobLodwick.com&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://www.pheedo.com/click.phdo?s=ba2dc835e8162c4d6b22b3f865b3dc6c"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="border: 0;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?s=ba2dc835e8162c4d6b22b3f865b3dc6c"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=ba2dc835e8162c4d6b22b3f865b3dc6c" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=QQrRkz"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=QQrRkz" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=h3TB09G"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=h3TB09G" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=HWMbqFG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=HWMbqFG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=MzCVMxg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=MzCVMxg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=vQVpqJg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=vQVpqJg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278376162" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-5470020133655862156?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/5470020133655862156/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=5470020133655862156' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/5470020133655862156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/5470020133655862156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/jakob-lodwick-is-sick-of-your-infernal_9670.html' title='Jakob Lodwick is Sick of Your Infernal Minimum Wage [Flaming Balls Of Douche] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-3917465384947972634</id><published>2008-04-25T17:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T11:27:40.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jakob Lodwick is Sick of Your Infernal Minimum Wage [Flaming Balls Of Douche] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/14551831_300.jpg" height="161" width="161" align="left" alt="14551831 300" /&gt;Why all the poverty in America? Vimeo-founding Julia Allison-ex and tedious fameball douche Jakob Lodwick thinks it's because all those poor, poor corporations are forced to pay a minimum wage that many prospective workers are simply not qualified for. In a rhetorical interview with himself (Oh, what a &lt;em&gt;device&lt;/em&gt;!) Lodwick sure does make some convincing arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What about the homeless guy who can’t get hired for the $5/hour minimum wage job, but would be qualified for a $3 an hour job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: He will have no job, because no $3 jobs exist. He will dig through trash cans for empty bottles and pizza crusts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: But that’s not fair. It is my belief that no one should have to dig through trash cans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Then why do you advocate laws that make digging through trash cans inevitable? Why do you eliminate the role of the least skilled people in the economy? Why do you insist that the ladder have no bottom rung?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Nobody’s talking about ladders. I’m talking about the basic human right of a well-paying job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: What about the right to earn a living that, while meager, is better than no living at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Easy for you to say! You’ve made plenty of money — you’re just trying to squeeze every last penny out of the underpriviledged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I’ve made plenty of money because I’m good at evaluating complex systems and understanding how they could be made more efficient. There is an inefficiency here that hurts everyone. It bothers me because it could so easily be reversed, because it causes so much misery, and because it makes the economy worse off for me! But nobody wants to learn basic economics, so they go on repeating the same reality-denying mistakes that have been made, putting forth an agenda that cannot work but sure does sound nice [...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you think the girls who attack you on their tumblrs have crushes on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: No comment, you’re adding an unnecessary distraction to this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Ok, one more question, what’s your take on &lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/Technology/story?id=4719130&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;this debacle&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: GOOD NIGHT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; [&lt;a href="http://jakoblodwick.com/post/32899811"&gt;JakobLodwick.com&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://www.pheedo.com/click.phdo?s=ba2dc835e8162c4d6b22b3f865b3dc6c"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="border: 0;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?s=ba2dc835e8162c4d6b22b3f865b3dc6c"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=ba2dc835e8162c4d6b22b3f865b3dc6c" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=QQrRkz"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=QQrRkz" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=h3TB09G"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=h3TB09G" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=HWMbqFG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=HWMbqFG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=MzCVMxg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=MzCVMxg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=vQVpqJg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=vQVpqJg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278376162" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-3917465384947972634?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/3917465384947972634/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=3917465384947972634' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3917465384947972634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3917465384947972634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/jakob-lodwick-is-sick-of-your-infernal_25.html' title='Jakob Lodwick is Sick of Your Infernal Minimum Wage [Flaming Balls Of Douche] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-1386733653441421949</id><published>2008-04-25T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T11:25:26.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jakob Lodwick is Sick of Your Infernal Minimum Wage [Flaming Balls Of Douche] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/14551831_300.jpg" height="161" width="161" align="left" alt="14551831 300" /&gt;Why all the poverty in America? Vimeo-founding Julia Allison-ex and tedious fameball douche Jakob Lodwick thinks it's because all those poor, poor corporations are forced to pay a minimum wage that many prospective workers are simply not qualified for. In a rhetorical interview with himself (Oh, what a &lt;em&gt;device&lt;/em&gt;!) Lodwick sure does make some convincing arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What about the homeless guy who can’t get hired for the $5/hour minimum wage job, but would be qualified for a $3 an hour job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: He will have no job, because no $3 jobs exist. He will dig through trash cans for empty bottles and pizza crusts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: But that’s not fair. It is my belief that no one should have to dig through trash cans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Then why do you advocate laws that make digging through trash cans inevitable? Why do you eliminate the role of the least skilled people in the economy? Why do you insist that the ladder have no bottom rung?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Nobody’s talking about ladders. I’m talking about the basic human right of a well-paying job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: What about the right to earn a living that, while meager, is better than no living at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Easy for you to say! You’ve made plenty of money — you’re just trying to squeeze every last penny out of the underpriviledged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I’ve made plenty of money because I’m good at evaluating complex systems and understanding how they could be made more efficient. There is an inefficiency here that hurts everyone. It bothers me because it could so easily be reversed, because it causes so much misery, and because it makes the economy worse off for me! But nobody wants to learn basic economics, so they go on repeating the same reality-denying mistakes that have been made, putting forth an agenda that cannot work but sure does sound nice [...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you think the girls who attack you on their tumblrs have crushes on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: No comment, you’re adding an unnecessary distraction to this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Ok, one more question, what’s your take on &lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/Technology/story?id=4719130&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;this debacle&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: GOOD NIGHT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; [&lt;a href="http://jakoblodwick.com/post/32899811"&gt;JakobLodwick.com&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://www.pheedo.com/click.phdo?s=ba2dc835e8162c4d6b22b3f865b3dc6c"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="border: 0;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?s=ba2dc835e8162c4d6b22b3f865b3dc6c"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=ba2dc835e8162c4d6b22b3f865b3dc6c" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=QQrRkz"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=QQrRkz" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=h3TB09G"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=h3TB09G" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=HWMbqFG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=HWMbqFG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=MzCVMxg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=MzCVMxg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=vQVpqJg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=vQVpqJg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278376162" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-1386733653441421949?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/1386733653441421949/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=1386733653441421949' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1386733653441421949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1386733653441421949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/jakob-lodwick-is-sick-of-your-infernal.html' title='Jakob Lodwick is Sick of Your Infernal Minimum Wage [Flaming Balls Of Douche] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-1199034875533430977</id><published>2008-04-25T16:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T10:29:23.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shark Season Has Begun [Danger] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/shark-picture.jpg" height="161" width="161" align="left" alt="Shark-Picture" /&gt;"California authorities have closed 17 miles of San Diego County beach as they search for a great white shark they believe attacked and killed a man training for a triathlon Friday morning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/ap_martin_shark_080426_mn.jpg" height="240" width="320" align="left" alt="Ap Martin Shark 080426 Mn" /&gt;"Dave Martin, a 66-year-old retired veterinarian from Solana Beach, was attacked at San Diego County's Tide Beach around 7 a.m., according to the Associated Press. At the time, Martin was swimming with a group that included nine triathletes from the Triathlon Club of San Diego, according to a statement on the Solana Beach city Web site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Solana Beach resident for 38 years, Martin had been with the club for three years and was in the middle of the group when a large shark attacked him 150 yards off shore before vanishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Martin's friends immediately pulled him out of the water and onto the beach."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.abcnews.go.com/GMA/story?id=4731018&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;ABC News&lt;/a&gt;/ AP photo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=0bfcca657620d37ac171d2d0561598c3" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=0bfcca657620d37ac171d2d0561598c3" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=xXheGz"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=xXheGz" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=akqC9RG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=akqC9RG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=GuuhOnG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=GuuhOnG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=f4VqsDg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=f4VqsDg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=dDyanag"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=dDyanag" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278362883" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-1199034875533430977?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/1199034875533430977/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=1199034875533430977' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1199034875533430977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1199034875533430977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/shark-season-has-begun-danger_1700.html' title='Shark Season Has Begun [Danger] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-3287401235495589513</id><published>2008-04-25T16:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T10:28:13.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shark Season Has Begun [Danger] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/shark-picture.jpg" height="161" width="161" align="left" alt="Shark-Picture" /&gt;"California authorities have closed 17 miles of San Diego County beach as they search for a great white shark they believe attacked and killed a man training for a triathlon Friday morning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/ap_martin_shark_080426_mn.jpg" height="240" width="320" align="left" alt="Ap Martin Shark 080426 Mn" /&gt;"Dave Martin, a 66-year-old retired veterinarian from Solana Beach, was attacked at San Diego County's Tide Beach around 7 a.m., according to the Associated Press. At the time, Martin was swimming with a group that included nine triathletes from the Triathlon Club of San Diego, according to a statement on the Solana Beach city Web site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Solana Beach resident for 38 years, Martin had been with the club for three years and was in the middle of the group when a large shark attacked him 150 yards off shore before vanishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Martin's friends immediately pulled him out of the water and onto the beach."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.abcnews.go.com/GMA/story?id=4731018&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;ABC News&lt;/a&gt;/ AP photo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=0bfcca657620d37ac171d2d0561598c3" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=0bfcca657620d37ac171d2d0561598c3" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=xXheGz"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=xXheGz" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=akqC9RG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=akqC9RG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=GuuhOnG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=GuuhOnG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=f4VqsDg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=f4VqsDg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=dDyanag"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=dDyanag" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278362883" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-3287401235495589513?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/3287401235495589513/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=3287401235495589513' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3287401235495589513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3287401235495589513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/shark-season-has-begun-danger_25.html' title='Shark Season Has Begun [Danger] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-2963539948100457937</id><published>2008-04-25T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T10:25:37.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shark Season Has Begun [Danger] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/shark-picture.jpg" height="161" width="161" align="left" alt="Shark-Picture" /&gt;"California authorities have closed 17 miles of San Diego County beach as they search for a great white shark they believe attacked and killed a man training for a triathlon Friday morning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/ap_martin_shark_080426_mn.jpg" height="240" width="320" align="left" alt="Ap Martin Shark 080426 Mn" /&gt;"Dave Martin, a 66-year-old retired veterinarian from Solana Beach, was attacked at San Diego County's Tide Beach around 7 a.m., according to the Associated Press. At the time, Martin was swimming with a group that included nine triathletes from the Triathlon Club of San Diego, according to a statement on the Solana Beach city Web site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Solana Beach resident for 38 years, Martin had been with the club for three years and was in the middle of the group when a large shark attacked him 150 yards off shore before vanishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Martin's friends immediately pulled him out of the water and onto the beach."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.abcnews.go.com/GMA/story?id=4731018&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;ABC News&lt;/a&gt;/ AP photo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=0bfcca657620d37ac171d2d0561598c3" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=0bfcca657620d37ac171d2d0561598c3" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=xXheGz"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=xXheGz" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=akqC9RG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=akqC9RG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=GuuhOnG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=GuuhOnG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=f4VqsDg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=f4VqsDg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=dDyanag"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=dDyanag" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278362883" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-2963539948100457937?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/2963539948100457937/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=2963539948100457937' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2963539948100457937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2963539948100457937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/shark-season-has-begun-danger.html' title='Shark Season Has Begun [Danger] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-7916181225377507165</id><published>2008-04-25T16:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:29:07.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lydia Hearst and Her Money Are Just Fine, Thanks [Clarifications] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/lydia_blonde-1.jpg" height="161" width="161" align="left" alt="Lydia Blonde-1" /&gt;Newspaper heiress/&lt;em&gt;Page 6 Magazine &lt;/em&gt;contributor Lydia Hearst doesn't &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/383785/bills"&gt;have a website that she's not paying the bills for&lt;/a&gt;. She writes us, "I wish I did not have to contact you, as I'm sure you will most-likely print this (but if you do, please respect me enough to keep my E-mail address private), but I'd like to clear something up. I do not own the site to which you are referring.  I have never had an official web page, nor am I aware of who owns the site claiming to be my 'official' page.  I do however have an official fan-page on Facebook.  Say what you will, but please check your facts.  Also, if you actually look at the page it is obvious that whoever owns it just typed those words across the screen. Have a lovely weekend. All the Best, Lydia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=61529db02885b103665173dd1014b9fc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=61529db02885b103665173dd1014b9fc" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=6WCXL2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=6WCXL2" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=RaZJr1G"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=RaZJr1G" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=vIXXZSG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=vIXXZSG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=1QGqN3g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=1QGqN3g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=XoT8Nug"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=XoT8Nug" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278337006" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-7916181225377507165?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/7916181225377507165/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=7916181225377507165' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/7916181225377507165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/7916181225377507165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/lydia-hearst-and-her-money-are-just_4950.html' title='Lydia Hearst and Her Money Are Just Fine, Thanks [Clarifications] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-5405193748190796173</id><published>2008-04-25T16:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:27:48.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lydia Hearst and Her Money Are Just Fine, Thanks [Clarifications] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/lydia_blonde-1.jpg" height="161" width="161" align="left" alt="Lydia Blonde-1" /&gt;Newspaper heiress/&lt;em&gt;Page 6 Magazine &lt;/em&gt;contributor Lydia Hearst doesn't &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/383785/bills"&gt;have a website that she's not paying the bills for&lt;/a&gt;. She writes us, "I wish I did not have to contact you, as I'm sure you will most-likely print this (but if you do, please respect me enough to keep my E-mail address private), but I'd like to clear something up. I do not own the site to which you are referring.  I have never had an official web page, nor am I aware of who owns the site claiming to be my 'official' page.  I do however have an official fan-page on Facebook.  Say what you will, but please check your facts.  Also, if you actually look at the page it is obvious that whoever owns it just typed those words across the screen. Have a lovely weekend. All the Best, Lydia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=61529db02885b103665173dd1014b9fc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=61529db02885b103665173dd1014b9fc" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=6WCXL2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=6WCXL2" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=RaZJr1G"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=RaZJr1G" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=vIXXZSG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=vIXXZSG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=1QGqN3g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=1QGqN3g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=XoT8Nug"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=XoT8Nug" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278337006" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-5405193748190796173?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/5405193748190796173/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=5405193748190796173' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/5405193748190796173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/5405193748190796173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/lydia-hearst-and-her-money-are-just_25.html' title='Lydia Hearst and Her Money Are Just Fine, Thanks [Clarifications] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-1662351944977055190</id><published>2008-04-25T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:25:12.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lydia Hearst and Her Money Are Just Fine, Thanks [Clarifications] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/lydia_blonde-1.jpg" height="161" width="161" align="left" alt="Lydia Blonde-1" /&gt;Newspaper heiress/&lt;em&gt;Page 6 Magazine &lt;/em&gt;contributor Lydia Hearst doesn't &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/383785/bills"&gt;have a website that she's not paying the bills for&lt;/a&gt;. She writes us, "I wish I did not have to contact you, as I'm sure you will most-likely print this (but if you do, please respect me enough to keep my E-mail address private), but I'd like to clear something up. I do not own the site to which you are referring.  I have never had an official web page, nor am I aware of who owns the site claiming to be my 'official' page.  I do however have an official fan-page on Facebook.  Say what you will, but please check your facts.  Also, if you actually look at the page it is obvious that whoever owns it just typed those words across the screen. Have a lovely weekend. All the Best, Lydia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=61529db02885b103665173dd1014b9fc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=61529db02885b103665173dd1014b9fc" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=6WCXL2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=6WCXL2" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=RaZJr1G"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=RaZJr1G" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=vIXXZSG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=vIXXZSG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=1QGqN3g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=1QGqN3g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=XoT8Nug"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=XoT8Nug" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278337006" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-1662351944977055190?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/1662351944977055190/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=1662351944977055190' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1662351944977055190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1662351944977055190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/lydia-hearst-and-her-money-are-just.html' title='Lydia Hearst and Her Money Are Just Fine, Thanks [Clarifications] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-3749329901375537152</id><published>2008-04-25T15:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:28:36.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hilarious World of Speed-Cartooning [Cartoons] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%201-10.jpg" height="102" width="161" align="left" alt="Picture 1-10"&gt;What do you get when you challenge a cartoonist to draw 200 three-panel comics in twelve hours? Fun times! Artist Nedroid took up the challenge from &lt;em&gt;Cracked&lt;/em&gt; and went batshit nutty. After the jump, some of my faves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%202-7.jpg" height="278" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 2-7"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%203-5.jpg"  width="480" height="278"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%204-10.jpg" height="254" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 4-10"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%205-4.jpg"  width="461" height="142"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%206-4.jpg"  width="455" height="274"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/article_16219_200-comics-in-under-12-hours.html"&gt;Cracked&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=0e9453bb5f3b4cce6900916de3abe781" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=0e9453bb5f3b4cce6900916de3abe781" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=IUoMM9"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=IUoMM9" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=CVb4Z4G"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=CVb4Z4G" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=xuoa1DG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=xuoa1DG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=BcZf5ng"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=BcZf5ng" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=pVHuYtg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=pVHuYtg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278337007" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-3749329901375537152?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/3749329901375537152/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=3749329901375537152' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3749329901375537152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3749329901375537152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/hilarious-world-of-speed-cartooning_3050.html' title='The Hilarious World of Speed-Cartooning [Cartoons] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-8771001031670747320</id><published>2008-04-25T15:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:27:51.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hilarious World of Speed-Cartooning [Cartoons] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%201-10.jpg" height="102" width="161" align="left" alt="Picture 1-10"&gt;What do you get when you challenge a cartoonist to draw 200 three-panel comics in twelve hours? Fun times! Artist Nedroid took up the challenge from &lt;em&gt;Cracked&lt;/em&gt; and went batshit nutty. After the jump, some of my faves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%202-7.jpg" height="278" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 2-7"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%203-5.jpg"  width="480" height="278"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%204-10.jpg" height="254" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 4-10"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%205-4.jpg"  width="461" height="142"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%206-4.jpg"  width="455" height="274"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/article_16219_200-comics-in-under-12-hours.html"&gt;Cracked&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=0e9453bb5f3b4cce6900916de3abe781" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=0e9453bb5f3b4cce6900916de3abe781" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=IUoMM9"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=IUoMM9" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=CVb4Z4G"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=CVb4Z4G" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=xuoa1DG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=xuoa1DG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=BcZf5ng"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=BcZf5ng" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=pVHuYtg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=pVHuYtg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278337007" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-8771001031670747320?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/8771001031670747320/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=8771001031670747320' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/8771001031670747320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/8771001031670747320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/hilarious-world-of-speed-cartooning_25.html' title='The Hilarious World of Speed-Cartooning [Cartoons] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-2962743838442692568</id><published>2008-04-25T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:25:15.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hilarious World of Speed-Cartooning [Cartoons] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%201-10.jpg" height="102" width="161" align="left" alt="Picture 1-10"&gt;What do you get when you challenge a cartoonist to draw 200 three-panel comics in twelve hours? Fun times! Artist Nedroid took up the challenge from &lt;em&gt;Cracked&lt;/em&gt; and went batshit nutty. After the jump, some of my faves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%202-7.jpg" height="278" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 2-7"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%203-5.jpg"  width="480" height="278"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%204-10.jpg" height="254" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 4-10"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%205-4.jpg"  width="461" height="142"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%206-4.jpg"  width="455" height="274"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/article_16219_200-comics-in-under-12-hours.html"&gt;Cracked&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=0e9453bb5f3b4cce6900916de3abe781" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=0e9453bb5f3b4cce6900916de3abe781" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=IUoMM9"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=IUoMM9" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=CVb4Z4G"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=CVb4Z4G" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=xuoa1DG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=xuoa1DG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=BcZf5ng"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=BcZf5ng" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=pVHuYtg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=pVHuYtg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278337007" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-2962743838442692568?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/2962743838442692568/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=2962743838442692568' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2962743838442692568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2962743838442692568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/hilarious-world-of-speed-cartooning.html' title='The Hilarious World of Speed-Cartooning [Cartoons] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-2817326828277430616</id><published>2008-04-25T15:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:28:38.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob Dylan's Girlfriend's Memoir [Dirty Hippies] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/bob-dylan-5366.jpg" height="241" width="161" align="left" alt="Bob-Dylan-5366" /&gt;Artist Suze Rotolo has written a book about her four years as Bob Dylan's muse in the early Sixties. But be warned: "This is about as far from a juicy tell-all as a memoir can get: Rotolo does share some private details of the story of her romance with Dylan—the two met in 1961, when Rotolo was 17 and Dylan was 20, and were a couple for some four years—but her approach is so sensitive, discreet and affectionate that she never comes off as opportunistic. This is an honest book about a great love affair, set against the folk music revival of the early 1960s, but its sense of time and place is so vivid that it's also another kind of love story: one about a very special pocket of New York, in the days when impoverished artists, and not just supermodels, could afford to live there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'Whenever I looked around, Bobby was nearby. I thought he was oddly old-time looking, charming in a scraggly way. His jeans were as rumpled as his shirt and even in the hot weather he had on the black corduroy cap he always wore. He made me think of Harpo Marx, impish and approachable, but there was something about him that broadcast an intensity that was not to be taken lightly.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dylan was, she says, 'funny, engaging, intense, and he was persistent. These words completely describe who he was throughout the time we were together; only the order of the words would shift depending on mood or circumstance.' Rotolo and Dylan immediately became inseparable, and not long after their meeting she moved into the small walk-up Dylan found on West Fourth Street. The headiest parts of the book detail their time there and the friends they made in the glory days of the folk music revival, among them singer-songwriter duo Ian and Sylvia Tyson and folk legend Dave Van Ronk and his wife, Terri Thal, a leggy, lanky, unconventional beauty who, on hot days, would greet guests at the couple's West Village flat dressed only in a white bra and panties." [&lt;a href="http://www.salon.com/books/review/2008/04/26/rotolo/index.html?source=rss&amp;amp;aim=/books/review"&gt;Salon&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=e2422eaa90ca7a2f1c96f56f4125eeda" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=e2422eaa90ca7a2f1c96f56f4125eeda" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=Vz7CMZ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=Vz7CMZ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=eemGGGG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=eemGGGG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=jNY5d7G"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=jNY5d7G" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=1YdiuYg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=1YdiuYg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=EowHObg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=EowHObg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278329634" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-2817326828277430616?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/2817326828277430616/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=2817326828277430616' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2817326828277430616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2817326828277430616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/bob-dylan-girlfriend-memoir-dirty_3305.html' title='Bob Dylan&amp;#39;s Girlfriend&amp;#39;s Memoir [Dirty Hippies] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-5685577388560046667</id><published>2008-04-25T15:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:27:54.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob Dylan's Girlfriend's Memoir [Dirty Hippies] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/bob-dylan-5366.jpg" height="241" width="161" align="left" alt="Bob-Dylan-5366" /&gt;Artist Suze Rotolo has written a book about her four years as Bob Dylan's muse in the early Sixties. But be warned: "This is about as far from a juicy tell-all as a memoir can get: Rotolo does share some private details of the story of her romance with Dylan—the two met in 1961, when Rotolo was 17 and Dylan was 20, and were a couple for some four years—but her approach is so sensitive, discreet and affectionate that she never comes off as opportunistic. This is an honest book about a great love affair, set against the folk music revival of the early 1960s, but its sense of time and place is so vivid that it's also another kind of love story: one about a very special pocket of New York, in the days when impoverished artists, and not just supermodels, could afford to live there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'Whenever I looked around, Bobby was nearby. I thought he was oddly old-time looking, charming in a scraggly way. His jeans were as rumpled as his shirt and even in the hot weather he had on the black corduroy cap he always wore. He made me think of Harpo Marx, impish and approachable, but there was something about him that broadcast an intensity that was not to be taken lightly.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dylan was, she says, 'funny, engaging, intense, and he was persistent. These words completely describe who he was throughout the time we were together; only the order of the words would shift depending on mood or circumstance.' Rotolo and Dylan immediately became inseparable, and not long after their meeting she moved into the small walk-up Dylan found on West Fourth Street. The headiest parts of the book detail their time there and the friends they made in the glory days of the folk music revival, among them singer-songwriter duo Ian and Sylvia Tyson and folk legend Dave Van Ronk and his wife, Terri Thal, a leggy, lanky, unconventional beauty who, on hot days, would greet guests at the couple's West Village flat dressed only in a white bra and panties." [&lt;a href="http://www.salon.com/books/review/2008/04/26/rotolo/index.html?source=rss&amp;amp;aim=/books/review"&gt;Salon&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=e2422eaa90ca7a2f1c96f56f4125eeda" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=e2422eaa90ca7a2f1c96f56f4125eeda" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=Vz7CMZ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=Vz7CMZ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=eemGGGG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=eemGGGG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=jNY5d7G"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=jNY5d7G" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=1YdiuYg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=1YdiuYg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=EowHObg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=EowHObg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278329634" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-5685577388560046667?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/5685577388560046667/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=5685577388560046667' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/5685577388560046667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/5685577388560046667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/bob-dylan-girlfriend-memoir-dirty_25.html' title='Bob Dylan&amp;#39;s Girlfriend&amp;#39;s Memoir [Dirty Hippies] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-6850218382095426631</id><published>2008-04-25T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:25:18.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob Dylan's Girlfriend's Memoir [Dirty Hippies] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/bob-dylan-5366.jpg" height="241" width="161" align="left" alt="Bob-Dylan-5366" /&gt;Artist Suze Rotolo has written a book about her four years as Bob Dylan's muse in the early Sixties. But be warned: "This is about as far from a juicy tell-all as a memoir can get: Rotolo does share some private details of the story of her romance with Dylan—the two met in 1961, when Rotolo was 17 and Dylan was 20, and were a couple for some four years—but her approach is so sensitive, discreet and affectionate that she never comes off as opportunistic. This is an honest book about a great love affair, set against the folk music revival of the early 1960s, but its sense of time and place is so vivid that it's also another kind of love story: one about a very special pocket of New York, in the days when impoverished artists, and not just supermodels, could afford to live there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'Whenever I looked around, Bobby was nearby. I thought he was oddly old-time looking, charming in a scraggly way. His jeans were as rumpled as his shirt and even in the hot weather he had on the black corduroy cap he always wore. He made me think of Harpo Marx, impish and approachable, but there was something about him that broadcast an intensity that was not to be taken lightly.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dylan was, she says, 'funny, engaging, intense, and he was persistent. These words completely describe who he was throughout the time we were together; only the order of the words would shift depending on mood or circumstance.' Rotolo and Dylan immediately became inseparable, and not long after their meeting she moved into the small walk-up Dylan found on West Fourth Street. The headiest parts of the book detail their time there and the friends they made in the glory days of the folk music revival, among them singer-songwriter duo Ian and Sylvia Tyson and folk legend Dave Van Ronk and his wife, Terri Thal, a leggy, lanky, unconventional beauty who, on hot days, would greet guests at the couple's West Village flat dressed only in a white bra and panties." [&lt;a href="http://www.salon.com/books/review/2008/04/26/rotolo/index.html?source=rss&amp;amp;aim=/books/review"&gt;Salon&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=e2422eaa90ca7a2f1c96f56f4125eeda" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=e2422eaa90ca7a2f1c96f56f4125eeda" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=Vz7CMZ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=Vz7CMZ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=eemGGGG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=eemGGGG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=jNY5d7G"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=jNY5d7G" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=1YdiuYg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=1YdiuYg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=EowHObg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=EowHObg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278329634" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-6850218382095426631?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/6850218382095426631/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=6850218382095426631' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/6850218382095426631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/6850218382095426631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/bob-dylan-girlfriend-memoir-dirty.html' title='Bob Dylan&amp;#39;s Girlfriend&amp;#39;s Memoir [Dirty Hippies] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-6976759390819366623</id><published>2008-04-25T14:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:28:41.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hemingway Continues to Diss From Beyond the Grave [Literature] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/hemingway-1.jpg" height="198" width="161" align="left" alt="Hemingway-1" /&gt;Ernest Hemingway was a great writer, maybe the greatest writer of the last century—well who the hell did &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; think it was?—and he was an enormous bitch. And he was at his bitchiest best after he blew his brains out. First there was his posthumously published &lt;em&gt;A Moveable Feast,&lt;/em&gt; in which he made famously made fun of Gertrude Stein and F. Scott Fitzgerald's penis. Ever since, his biographers have churned out volumes about his life, his technique, and his mean streak. Now, A.E. Hotchner, who's been dining out on Hemingway for a lifetime, is coming out with &lt;em&gt;The Good Life According to Hemingway&lt;/em&gt;, in which he recalls how much the Old Man hated Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When producer David O. Selznick crowed that his wife, Jennifer Jones, was starring in "A Farewell to Arms" and he'd pay Hemingway a $50,000 bonus from any profits, the novelist wrote back: 'If by some miracle, your movie, which stars 41-year-old Mrs. Selznick portraying 24-year-old Catherine Barkley, does earn $50,000, you should have all $50,000 changed into nickels at your local bank and shove them up your [bleep] until they came out of your ears.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of these chestnuts have been showing up in Hemingway biographies forever, but, hey, Hotchner's gotta eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Darryl F. Zanuck, the boss of 20th Century Fox, was trashed when he asked Hemingway to shorten the title of 'The Short Happy Life of Francis Macomber,' which starred Gregory Peck. Hotchner quotes Hemingway, 'I said, you want something short and exciting that will catch the eye of both sexes, right?' He then reeled off the first letters of Hollywood studio names that together spelled out the F-word. 'That should fit all the marquees and you can't beat it as a sex symbol.' Zanuck titled the film 'The Macomber Affair.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of 'The Sun Also Rises,' Hemingway raged: 'Any picture in which Errol Flynn is the best actor is its own worst enemy.' As for 'The Old Man and the Sea,' 'I sat through all of that movie, numb. Spencer Tracy looked like a fat, very rich actor playing a fisherman.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hemingway, who committed suicide in 1961, snarked that in a love scene in 'For Whom the Bell Tolls,' Gary Cooper 'didn't take off his coat. That's one hell of a way for a guy to make love, with his coat on - in a sleeping bag.'" [&lt;a href="http://www.nypost.com/seven/04262008/gossip/pagesix/hemingways_rage_at_hwood_108113.htm"&gt;P6&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=4bc4e3319b2dd552c79e61ea9d5c66bb" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=4bc4e3319b2dd552c79e61ea9d5c66bb" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=kzRYQk"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=kzRYQk" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=nRpODSG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=nRpODSG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=wsyLFQG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=wsyLFQG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=Rvw7e6g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=Rvw7e6g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=hE2NmOg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=hE2NmOg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278329635" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-6976759390819366623?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/6976759390819366623/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=6976759390819366623' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/6976759390819366623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/6976759390819366623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/hemingway-continues-to-diss-from-beyond_3297.html' title='Hemingway Continues to Diss From Beyond the Grave [Literature] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-325516619203653917</id><published>2008-04-25T14:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:27:58.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hemingway Continues to Diss From Beyond the Grave [Literature] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/hemingway-1.jpg" height="198" width="161" align="left" alt="Hemingway-1" /&gt;Ernest Hemingway was a great writer, maybe the greatest writer of the last century—well who the hell did &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; think it was?—and he was an enormous bitch. And he was at his bitchiest best after he blew his brains out. First there was his posthumously published &lt;em&gt;A Moveable Feast,&lt;/em&gt; in which he made famously made fun of Gertrude Stein and F. Scott Fitzgerald's penis. Ever since, his biographers have churned out volumes about his life, his technique, and his mean streak. Now, A.E. Hotchner, who's been dining out on Hemingway for a lifetime, is coming out with &lt;em&gt;The Good Life According to Hemingway&lt;/em&gt;, in which he recalls how much the Old Man hated Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When producer David O. Selznick crowed that his wife, Jennifer Jones, was starring in "A Farewell to Arms" and he'd pay Hemingway a $50,000 bonus from any profits, the novelist wrote back: 'If by some miracle, your movie, which stars 41-year-old Mrs. Selznick portraying 24-year-old Catherine Barkley, does earn $50,000, you should have all $50,000 changed into nickels at your local bank and shove them up your [bleep] until they came out of your ears.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of these chestnuts have been showing up in Hemingway biographies forever, but, hey, Hotchner's gotta eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Darryl F. Zanuck, the boss of 20th Century Fox, was trashed when he asked Hemingway to shorten the title of 'The Short Happy Life of Francis Macomber,' which starred Gregory Peck. Hotchner quotes Hemingway, 'I said, you want something short and exciting that will catch the eye of both sexes, right?' He then reeled off the first letters of Hollywood studio names that together spelled out the F-word. 'That should fit all the marquees and you can't beat it as a sex symbol.' Zanuck titled the film 'The Macomber Affair.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of 'The Sun Also Rises,' Hemingway raged: 'Any picture in which Errol Flynn is the best actor is its own worst enemy.' As for 'The Old Man and the Sea,' 'I sat through all of that movie, numb. Spencer Tracy looked like a fat, very rich actor playing a fisherman.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hemingway, who committed suicide in 1961, snarked that in a love scene in 'For Whom the Bell Tolls,' Gary Cooper 'didn't take off his coat. That's one hell of a way for a guy to make love, with his coat on - in a sleeping bag.'" [&lt;a href="http://www.nypost.com/seven/04262008/gossip/pagesix/hemingways_rage_at_hwood_108113.htm"&gt;P6&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=4bc4e3319b2dd552c79e61ea9d5c66bb" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=4bc4e3319b2dd552c79e61ea9d5c66bb" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=kzRYQk"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=kzRYQk" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=nRpODSG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=nRpODSG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=wsyLFQG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=wsyLFQG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=Rvw7e6g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=Rvw7e6g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=hE2NmOg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=hE2NmOg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278329635" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-325516619203653917?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/325516619203653917/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=325516619203653917' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/325516619203653917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/325516619203653917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/hemingway-continues-to-diss-from-beyond_25.html' title='Hemingway Continues to Diss From Beyond the Grave [Literature] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-1747377707007130012</id><published>2008-04-25T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:25:20.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hemingway Continues to Diss From Beyond the Grave [Literature] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/hemingway-1.jpg" height="198" width="161" align="left" alt="Hemingway-1" /&gt;Ernest Hemingway was a great writer, maybe the greatest writer of the last century—well who the hell did &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; think it was?—and he was an enormous bitch. And he was at his bitchiest best after he blew his brains out. First there was his posthumously published &lt;em&gt;A Moveable Feast,&lt;/em&gt; in which he made famously made fun of Gertrude Stein and F. Scott Fitzgerald's penis. Ever since, his biographers have churned out volumes about his life, his technique, and his mean streak. Now, A.E. Hotchner, who's been dining out on Hemingway for a lifetime, is coming out with &lt;em&gt;The Good Life According to Hemingway&lt;/em&gt;, in which he recalls how much the Old Man hated Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When producer David O. Selznick crowed that his wife, Jennifer Jones, was starring in "A Farewell to Arms" and he'd pay Hemingway a $50,000 bonus from any profits, the novelist wrote back: 'If by some miracle, your movie, which stars 41-year-old Mrs. Selznick portraying 24-year-old Catherine Barkley, does earn $50,000, you should have all $50,000 changed into nickels at your local bank and shove them up your [bleep] until they came out of your ears.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of these chestnuts have been showing up in Hemingway biographies forever, but, hey, Hotchner's gotta eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Darryl F. Zanuck, the boss of 20th Century Fox, was trashed when he asked Hemingway to shorten the title of 'The Short Happy Life of Francis Macomber,' which starred Gregory Peck. Hotchner quotes Hemingway, 'I said, you want something short and exciting that will catch the eye of both sexes, right?' He then reeled off the first letters of Hollywood studio names that together spelled out the F-word. 'That should fit all the marquees and you can't beat it as a sex symbol.' Zanuck titled the film 'The Macomber Affair.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of 'The Sun Also Rises,' Hemingway raged: 'Any picture in which Errol Flynn is the best actor is its own worst enemy.' As for 'The Old Man and the Sea,' 'I sat through all of that movie, numb. Spencer Tracy looked like a fat, very rich actor playing a fisherman.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hemingway, who committed suicide in 1961, snarked that in a love scene in 'For Whom the Bell Tolls,' Gary Cooper 'didn't take off his coat. That's one hell of a way for a guy to make love, with his coat on - in a sleeping bag.'" [&lt;a href="http://www.nypost.com/seven/04262008/gossip/pagesix/hemingways_rage_at_hwood_108113.htm"&gt;P6&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=4bc4e3319b2dd552c79e61ea9d5c66bb" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=4bc4e3319b2dd552c79e61ea9d5c66bb" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=kzRYQk"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=kzRYQk" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=nRpODSG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=nRpODSG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=wsyLFQG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=wsyLFQG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=Rvw7e6g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=Rvw7e6g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=hE2NmOg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=hE2NmOg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/278329635" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-1747377707007130012?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/1747377707007130012/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=1747377707007130012' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1747377707007130012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1747377707007130012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/hemingway-continues-to-diss-from-beyond.html' title='Hemingway Continues to Diss From Beyond the Grave [Literature] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-4736641326285114016</id><published>2008-04-24T17:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:50:28.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Faithful Departed Morons [Executions] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="moron.JPG" src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/moron.JPG" width="300" height="425" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2"/&gt;This noble task, the killing of the sinful, is not as easy as one may suspect. It is with a heavy heart that I ply the tools of my trade: the axe, the noose, the adorable little "kill kill kill" button that you all have next to your names. Trust that I do not take such responsibility lightly. For instance, I thought about executing everyone who doesn't like Tina Fey. Yet then I realized that tolerance&amp;mdash;even of the incredibly stupid&amp;mdash;is a virtue. But I am virtuous only to a point. Therefore, the &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; incredibly stupid lie headless after the jump.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Executed: &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/commenter/Kaemon/"&gt;Kaemon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crime: &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006625/tony-snows-struggle-for-a-normal-life#c5331947"&gt;If you're going to be a moron, try to limit the typos. And don't be a moron.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Executed: &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/commenter/SSteele/"&gt;SSteele&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crime: &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/commenter/SSteele/"&gt;I'm sorry if you thought you were the authority on the relative attractiveness of celebrities. You aren't. Moron.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Executed: &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/commenter/Toomanytomatoes/"&gt;TooManyTomatoes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crime: &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/382502/how-to-get-hotties-to-do-your-work-for-you#c5311025"&gt;Knock knock. Who's There? Dead Moron. Dead Moron who? TooManyTomatoes!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Executed: &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/commenter/Mike_Jahn/"&gt;Mike_Jahn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crime: &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006907/heres-that-tired-abc-story-on-julia-allison#c5375854"&gt;I thought of something to guarantee your future anonymity! No more commenting!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A short list today. Mayhaps the rule of law has returned? We shall see. As always, condemnations, bribes, and pleas for mercy may be sent to GawkerExecutioner@gmail.com. Don't email Denton, Pareene, Richard, Sheila, Hamilton, Nick Douglas, Ryan, that Carnevale guy, Spiegelman, NickGuidoDenton, Morrissey, LolCait or anyone else from the Court of Gawker. I'm not them, and they don't care.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=4c298899051048ac07c1ef2d3dc39f10" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=4c298899051048ac07c1ef2d3dc39f10" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=E0uLZX"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=E0uLZX" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=frTiMMG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=frTiMMG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=tdAs39G"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=tdAs39G" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=HOazbWg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=HOazbWg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=YznfOVg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=YznfOVg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277768658" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-4736641326285114016?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/4736641326285114016/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=4736641326285114016' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/4736641326285114016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/4736641326285114016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/faithful-departed-morons-executions_24.html' title='The Faithful Departed Morons [Executions] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-7229544018260694319</id><published>2008-04-24T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:47:46.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Faithful Departed Morons [Executions] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="moron.JPG" src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/moron.JPG" width="300" height="425" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2"/&gt;This noble task, the killing of the sinful, is not as easy as one may suspect. It is with a heavy heart that I ply the tools of my trade: the axe, the noose, the adorable little "kill kill kill" button that you all have next to your names. Trust that I do not take such responsibility lightly. For instance, I thought about executing everyone who doesn't like Tina Fey. Yet then I realized that tolerance&amp;mdash;even of the incredibly stupid&amp;mdash;is a virtue. But I am virtuous only to a point. Therefore, the &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; incredibly stupid lie headless after the jump.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Executed: &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/commenter/Kaemon/"&gt;Kaemon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crime: &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006625/tony-snows-struggle-for-a-normal-life#c5331947"&gt;If you're going to be a moron, try to limit the typos. And don't be a moron.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Executed: &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/commenter/SSteele/"&gt;SSteele&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crime: &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/commenter/SSteele/"&gt;I'm sorry if you thought you were the authority on the relative attractiveness of celebrities. You aren't. Moron.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Executed: &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/commenter/Toomanytomatoes/"&gt;TooManyTomatoes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crime: &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/382502/how-to-get-hotties-to-do-your-work-for-you#c5311025"&gt;Knock knock. Who's There? Dead Moron. Dead Moron who? TooManyTomatoes!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Executed: &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/commenter/Mike_Jahn/"&gt;Mike_Jahn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crime: &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006907/heres-that-tired-abc-story-on-julia-allison#c5375854"&gt;I thought of something to guarantee your future anonymity! No more commenting!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A short list today. Mayhaps the rule of law has returned? We shall see. As always, condemnations, bribes, and pleas for mercy may be sent to GawkerExecutioner@gmail.com. Don't email Denton, Pareene, Richard, Sheila, Hamilton, Nick Douglas, Ryan, that Carnevale guy, Spiegelman, NickGuidoDenton, Morrissey, LolCait or anyone else from the Court of Gawker. 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Did you ever wish that Matt Lauer and Co. would give life and articulation to that sentiment? If yes, then your prayers were answered this morning. Watch here as those chatty morning rangers stick their hands into said bowls of poop and then grumble about it. Matt Lauer says "crappy"! Is that allowed??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=e1694aaab17243a692bd0cd7df1150eb" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=e1694aaab17243a692bd0cd7df1150eb" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=eATLOw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=eATLOw" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=Gg1JjiG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=Gg1JjiG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=LgMebAG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=LgMebAG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=OlX88og"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=OlX88og" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=TDTnBNg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=TDTnBNg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277768659" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-3051232884968490083?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/3051232884968490083/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=3051232884968490083' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3051232884968490083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3051232884968490083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/show-articulates-your-feelings-about_24.html' title='&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Today Show&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; Articulates Your Feelings About Its Crappiness [VideUhOh] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-1143826687726507398</id><published>2008-04-24T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:47:48.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;i&gt;Today Show&lt;/i&gt; Articulates Your Feelings About Its Crappiness [VideUhOh] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newVideoPlayer("Today_that_was_crappy.flv", 463, 387,"");&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img src="http://cache.gawker.com/assets/stills/Today_that_was_crappy.flv.jpg"     style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none;display: none;"/&gt;Have you ever felt that watching the &lt;em&gt;Today Show&lt;/em&gt; was like sticking your hands in a bowl of poop? Did you ever wish that Matt Lauer and Co. would give life and articulation to that sentiment? If yes, then your prayers were answered this morning. Watch here as those chatty morning rangers stick their hands into said bowls of poop and then grumble about it. Matt Lauer says "crappy"! Is that allowed??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=e1694aaab17243a692bd0cd7df1150eb" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=e1694aaab17243a692bd0cd7df1150eb" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=eATLOw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=eATLOw" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=Gg1JjiG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=Gg1JjiG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=LgMebAG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=LgMebAG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=OlX88og"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=OlX88og" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=TDTnBNg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=TDTnBNg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277768659" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-1143826687726507398?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/1143826687726507398/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=1143826687726507398' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1143826687726507398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1143826687726507398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/show-articulates-your-feelings-about.html' title='&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Today Show&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; Articulates Your Feelings About Its Crappiness [VideUhOh] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-3016143433662217020</id><published>2008-04-24T17:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:50:34.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Batman Did 9/11 [Movies] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%2096-1.jpg" height="505" width="340" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" alt="Picture 96-1" title="" longdesc="" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/em&gt;, the latest outing for the revived Batman franchise, is out on July 18th. And the excitement is such that the release of a new poster, especially one as ominous as this, makes news. I saw the shape of the bat in the glow of the burning skyscraper—after a minute. But, at first, it looked like one of the Twin Towers, hit by an airplane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=5a6f00405c831c6c096f3ec8e4291546" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=5a6f00405c831c6c096f3ec8e4291546" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=i1SIxJ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=i1SIxJ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=qruR1pG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=qruR1pG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=S38lP9G"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=S38lP9G" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=M5p6G0g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=M5p6G0g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=A0CTaeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=A0CTaeg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277768660" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-3016143433662217020?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/3016143433662217020/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=3016143433662217020' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3016143433662217020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3016143433662217020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/batman-did-911-movies_24.html' title='Batman Did 9/11 [Movies] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-4698544268706264692</id><published>2008-04-24T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:47:51.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Batman Did 9/11 [Movies] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%2096-1.jpg" height="505" width="340" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" alt="Picture 96-1" title="" longdesc="" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/em&gt;, the latest outing for the revived Batman franchise, is out on July 18th. And the excitement is such that the release of a new poster, especially one as ominous as this, makes news. I saw the shape of the bat in the glow of the burning skyscraper—after a minute. But, at first, it looked like one of the Twin Towers, hit by an airplane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=5a6f00405c831c6c096f3ec8e4291546" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=5a6f00405c831c6c096f3ec8e4291546" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=i1SIxJ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=i1SIxJ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=qruR1pG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=qruR1pG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=S38lP9G"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=S38lP9G" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=M5p6G0g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=M5p6G0g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=A0CTaeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=A0CTaeg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277768660" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-4698544268706264692?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/4698544268706264692/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=4698544268706264692' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/4698544268706264692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/4698544268706264692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/batman-did-911-movies.html' title='Batman Did 9/11 [Movies] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-2783131269085971532</id><published>2008-04-24T17:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:29:09.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Office: Set Jim and Pam Free [Television] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/jam_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="241" alt="jam" src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/jam_thumb.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even though it dare not yet speak its name, we already know that NBC will try to spin-off &lt;em&gt;The Office&lt;/em&gt;. What we don't know is who, if any, of the original cast members will be moving to the new venture. Executive producer &lt;a href="http://blog.nbc.com/theoffice/"&gt;Greg Daniels&lt;/a&gt; has already said that Dwight &amp;quot;I'm Not Going To Call Her&amp;quot; Schrute won't be coming along, and Steve Carrell seems sure to stay put as well. There is the possibility that they could create an entirely new group of characters since the show's comic formula is so solid, but why not take a chance with two co-workers whose journey seems to have reached an end? Letting two of the show's most popular figures leave the show would be a big risk, but stay with me here. What more can Jim and Pam accomplish in Scranton when even Michael has to ask, &amp;quot;Is that still going on?&amp;quot; Greg Daniels, if you really love Jim and Pam, set them free. If they come back, it's because the original show foundered without them. My reasoning after the jump.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/normal_jenna-ryan-hotel01_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="normal_jenna-ryan-hotel01" src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/normal_jenna-ryan-hotel01_thumb.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A happy couple on &lt;em&gt;The Office &lt;/em&gt;is an internationally groundbreaking development. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Office_%28UK_TV_series%29"&gt;The British show&lt;/a&gt; ended the moment that their Jim and Pam got together, and for good reason: a major point of their romance was that it would allow both of them to leave Slough&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/em&gt;for greener pastures. While Jim's admission that he bought an engagement ring for Beasley the week after they started dating creeped me out, what the show lost in romantic tension, it gained back in overt revulsion of their coworkers towards the new union. The show amazingly still works without the major storyline of the first three seasons.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To succeed, the new show is going to need a strong dose of star power. With rising profiles outside the show, John Krasinski and Jenna Fischer could even expand the show's audience for a spin-off. Jim and Pam away from &lt;em&gt;The Office &lt;/em&gt;would also mean that they can introduce the next important storyline for the couple without it appearing forced. I speak of a second love interest for Jim Halpert. After all, Pam already made a big leap. Wouldn't it be fascinating for Jim to, eventually, be forced to consider if he still wants what he's been pining for all along? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;While we'd love to see Rashida Jones rescued from the pit of depravity that is her Fox sitcom &lt;em&gt;Unhitched,&lt;/em&gt; this may be an opportunity to make a new star/evil villain out of a talented comic actress that can play foil to Fischer's Pam. &lt;em&gt;24'&lt;/em&gt;s Mary-Lynn Rajskub? A slumming Claire Danes? In any case, this idea beats &lt;a href="http://www.tvguide.com/ask-ausiello/office/080416-22"&gt;the vicious rumor&lt;/a&gt; that Amanda Peet may be the star of the new show. List your idea for the seminal spin-off below, and the best one will receive a laudatory e-mail commending you for being such a genius.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.nbc.com/theoffice/"&gt;The Blog of the Show's Producers&lt;/a&gt; [NBC.com]&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://blog.nbc.com/DwightsBlog/"&gt;Schrute-Space&lt;/a&gt; [NBC.com]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=bf41eb1fd369d19a826929bc720300dd" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=bf41eb1fd369d19a826929bc720300dd" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=qBAW3W"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=qBAW3W" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=luJWXBG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=luJWXBG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=sGqLtxG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=sGqLtxG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=BbBIpyg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=BbBIpyg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=UwMnSMg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=UwMnSMg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277752408" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-2783131269085971532?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/2783131269085971532/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=2783131269085971532' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2783131269085971532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2783131269085971532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/office-set-jim-and-pam-free-television_4862.html' title='The Office: Set Jim and Pam Free [Television] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-6407984279201028712</id><published>2008-04-24T17:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:25:58.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Office: Set Jim and Pam Free [Television] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/jam_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="241" alt="jam" src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/jam_thumb.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even though it dare not yet speak its name, we already know that NBC will try to spin-off &lt;em&gt;The Office&lt;/em&gt;. What we don't know is who, if any, of the original cast members will be moving to the new venture. Executive producer &lt;a href="http://blog.nbc.com/theoffice/"&gt;Greg Daniels&lt;/a&gt; has already said that Dwight &amp;quot;I'm Not Going To Call Her&amp;quot; Schrute won't be coming along, and Steve Carrell seems sure to stay put as well. There is the possibility that they could create an entirely new group of characters since the show's comic formula is so solid, but why not take a chance with two co-workers whose journey seems to have reached an end? Letting two of the show's most popular figures leave the show would be a big risk, but stay with me here. What more can Jim and Pam accomplish in Scranton when even Michael has to ask, &amp;quot;Is that still going on?&amp;quot; Greg Daniels, if you really love Jim and Pam, set them free. If they come back, it's because the original show foundered without them. My reasoning after the jump.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/normal_jenna-ryan-hotel01_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="normal_jenna-ryan-hotel01" src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/normal_jenna-ryan-hotel01_thumb.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A happy couple on &lt;em&gt;The Office &lt;/em&gt;is an internationally groundbreaking development. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Office_%28UK_TV_series%29"&gt;The British show&lt;/a&gt; ended the moment that their Jim and Pam got together, and for good reason: a major point of their romance was that it would allow both of them to leave Slough&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/em&gt;for greener pastures. While Jim's admission that he bought an engagement ring for Beasley the week after they started dating creeped me out, what the show lost in romantic tension, it gained back in overt revulsion of their coworkers towards the new union. The show amazingly still works without the major storyline of the first three seasons.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To succeed, the new show is going to need a strong dose of star power. With rising profiles outside the show, John Krasinski and Jenna Fischer could even expand the show's audience for a spin-off. Jim and Pam away from &lt;em&gt;The Office &lt;/em&gt;would also mean that they can introduce the next important storyline for the couple without it appearing forced. I speak of a second love interest for Jim Halpert. After all, Pam already made a big leap. Wouldn't it be fascinating for Jim to, eventually, be forced to consider if he still wants what he's been pining for all along? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;While we'd love to see Rashida Jones rescued from the pit of depravity that is her Fox sitcom &lt;em&gt;Unhitched,&lt;/em&gt; this may be an opportunity to make a new star/evil villain out of a talented comic actress that can play foil to Fischer's Pam. &lt;em&gt;24'&lt;/em&gt;s Mary-Lynn Rajskub? A slumming Claire Danes? In any case, this idea beats &lt;a href="http://www.tvguide.com/ask-ausiello/office/080416-22"&gt;the vicious rumor&lt;/a&gt; that Amanda Peet may be the star of the new show. List your idea for the seminal spin-off below, and the best one will receive a laudatory e-mail commending you for being such a genius.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.nbc.com/theoffice/"&gt;The Blog of the Show's Producers&lt;/a&gt; [NBC.com]&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://blog.nbc.com/DwightsBlog/"&gt;Schrute-Space&lt;/a&gt; [NBC.com]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=bf41eb1fd369d19a826929bc720300dd" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=bf41eb1fd369d19a826929bc720300dd" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=qBAW3W"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=qBAW3W" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=luJWXBG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=luJWXBG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=sGqLtxG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=sGqLtxG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=BbBIpyg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=BbBIpyg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=UwMnSMg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=UwMnSMg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277752408" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-6407984279201028712?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/6407984279201028712/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=6407984279201028712' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/6407984279201028712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/6407984279201028712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/office-set-jim-and-pam-free-television_24.html' title='The Office: Set Jim and Pam Free [Television] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-3627336399878157520</id><published>2008-04-24T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:18:15.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Office: Set Jim and Pam Free [Television] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/jam_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="241" alt="jam" src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/jam_thumb.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even though it dare not yet speak its name, we already know that NBC will try to spin-off &lt;em&gt;The Office&lt;/em&gt;. What we don't know is who, if any, of the original cast members will be moving to the new venture. Executive producer &lt;a href="http://blog.nbc.com/theoffice/"&gt;Greg Daniels&lt;/a&gt; has already said that Dwight &amp;quot;I'm Not Going To Call Her&amp;quot; Schrute won't be coming along, and Steve Carrell seems sure to stay put as well. There is the possibility that they could create an entirely new group of characters since the show's comic formula is so solid, but why not take a chance with two co-workers whose journey seems to have reached an end? Letting two of the show's most popular figures leave the show would be a big risk, but stay with me here. What more can Jim and Pam accomplish in Scranton when even Michael has to ask, &amp;quot;Is that still going on?&amp;quot; Greg Daniels, if you really love Jim and Pam, set them free. If they come back, it's because the original show foundered without them. My reasoning after the jump.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/normal_jenna-ryan-hotel01_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="normal_jenna-ryan-hotel01" src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/normal_jenna-ryan-hotel01_thumb.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A happy couple on &lt;em&gt;The Office &lt;/em&gt;is an internationally groundbreaking development. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Office_%28UK_TV_series%29"&gt;The British show&lt;/a&gt; ended the moment that their Jim and Pam got together, and for good reason: a major point of their romance was that it would allow both of them to leave Slough&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/em&gt;for greener pastures. While Jim's admission that he bought an engagement ring for Beasley the week after they started dating creeped me out, what the show lost in romantic tension, it gained back in overt revulsion of their coworkers towards the new union. The show amazingly still works without the major storyline of the first three seasons.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To succeed, the new show is going to need a strong dose of star power. With rising profiles outside the show, John Krasinski and Jenna Fischer could even expand the show's audience for a spin-off. Jim and Pam away from &lt;em&gt;The Office &lt;/em&gt;would also mean that they can introduce the next important storyline for the couple without it appearing forced. I speak of a second love interest for Jim Halpert. After all, Pam already made a big leap. Wouldn't it be fascinating for Jim to, eventually, be forced to consider if he still wants what he's been pining for all along? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;While we'd love to see Rashida Jones rescued from the pit of depravity that is her Fox sitcom &lt;em&gt;Unhitched,&lt;/em&gt; this may be an opportunity to make a new star/evil villain out of a talented comic actress that can play foil to Fischer's Pam. &lt;em&gt;24'&lt;/em&gt;s Mary-Lynn Rajskub? A slumming Claire Danes? In any case, this idea beats &lt;a href="http://www.tvguide.com/ask-ausiello/office/080416-22"&gt;the vicious rumor&lt;/a&gt; that Amanda Peet may be the star of the new show. List your idea for the seminal spin-off below, and the best one will receive a laudatory e-mail commending you for being such a genius.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.nbc.com/theoffice/"&gt;The Blog of the Show's Producers&lt;/a&gt; [NBC.com]&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://blog.nbc.com/DwightsBlog/"&gt;Schrute-Space&lt;/a&gt; [NBC.com]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=bf41eb1fd369d19a826929bc720300dd" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=bf41eb1fd369d19a826929bc720300dd" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=qBAW3W"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=qBAW3W" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=luJWXBG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=luJWXBG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=sGqLtxG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=sGqLtxG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=BbBIpyg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=BbBIpyg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=UwMnSMg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=UwMnSMg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277752408" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-3627336399878157520?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/3627336399878157520/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=3627336399878157520' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3627336399878157520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3627336399878157520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/office-set-jim-and-pam-free-television.html' title='The Office: Set Jim and Pam Free [Television] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-6566867557471654903</id><published>2008-04-24T16:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:29:12.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pete Doherty Will Shed Blood For His Art [Arts And Farts And Crafts] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/peteblood1.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="755"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;Like Koko the gorilla before him, musician and voodoo zombie Pete Doherty has manipulated his hands in such a way, across a piece of canvas or paper, that something resembling "art" has been created. &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/showbiz/showbiznews.html?in_article_id=561797&amp;in_page_id=1773&amp;ito=1490"&gt;An exhibit of his work launched in Montmarte yesterday&lt;/a&gt;, though sadly he missed his debut because he's, well, in jail for drugs. The work, though, really speaks for itself. Unlike Koko's seminal masterpiece "Pink Pink Stink Nice Drink," in which abstract paint smears represented deep and mysterious gorilla emotions, Mr. Doherty's work consists of clear and distinctive symbology and motifs. Notably, the use of his own image and his own blood. My favorite piece is the one in which he signed his name with blood (his own) found inside an old needle. Just lovely. Some images after the jump.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's his bloody needle pen:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/peteneedle.jpg"  width="494" height="361"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is his own blood, and his ex-girlfriend, model Kate Moss:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/peteblood2.jpg"  width="494" height="703"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ms. Moss Reclines"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/peteblood3.jpg"  width="494" height="368"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=fff8e0305d12e75002de336b1b675b7b" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=fff8e0305d12e75002de336b1b675b7b" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=QovlD7"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=QovlD7" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=57ptmhG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=57ptmhG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=m2BLHRG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=m2BLHRG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=7BdEy8g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=7BdEy8g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=iL7oBwg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=iL7oBwg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277752409" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-6566867557471654903?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/6566867557471654903/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=6566867557471654903' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/6566867557471654903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/6566867557471654903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/pete-doherty-will-shed-blood-for-his_8390.html' title='Pete Doherty Will Shed Blood For His Art [Arts And Farts And Crafts] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-1284080490627930688</id><published>2008-04-24T16:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:26:00.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pete Doherty Will Shed Blood For His Art [Arts And Farts And Crafts] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/peteblood1.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="755"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;Like Koko the gorilla before him, musician and voodoo zombie Pete Doherty has manipulated his hands in such a way, across a piece of canvas or paper, that something resembling "art" has been created. &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/showbiz/showbiznews.html?in_article_id=561797&amp;in_page_id=1773&amp;ito=1490"&gt;An exhibit of his work launched in Montmarte yesterday&lt;/a&gt;, though sadly he missed his debut because he's, well, in jail for drugs. The work, though, really speaks for itself. Unlike Koko's seminal masterpiece "Pink Pink Stink Nice Drink," in which abstract paint smears represented deep and mysterious gorilla emotions, Mr. Doherty's work consists of clear and distinctive symbology and motifs. Notably, the use of his own image and his own blood. My favorite piece is the one in which he signed his name with blood (his own) found inside an old needle. Just lovely. Some images after the jump.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's his bloody needle pen:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/peteneedle.jpg"  width="494" height="361"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is his own blood, and his ex-girlfriend, model Kate Moss:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/peteblood2.jpg"  width="494" height="703"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ms. Moss Reclines"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/peteblood3.jpg"  width="494" height="368"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=fff8e0305d12e75002de336b1b675b7b" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=fff8e0305d12e75002de336b1b675b7b" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=QovlD7"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=QovlD7" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=57ptmhG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=57ptmhG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=m2BLHRG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=m2BLHRG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=7BdEy8g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=7BdEy8g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=iL7oBwg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=iL7oBwg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277752409" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-1284080490627930688?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/1284080490627930688/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=1284080490627930688' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1284080490627930688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1284080490627930688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/pete-doherty-will-shed-blood-for-his_24.html' title='Pete Doherty Will Shed Blood For His Art [Arts And Farts And Crafts] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-2202501156733765833</id><published>2008-04-24T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:18:17.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pete Doherty Will Shed Blood For His Art [Arts And Farts And Crafts] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/peteblood1.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="755"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;Like Koko the gorilla before him, musician and voodoo zombie Pete Doherty has manipulated his hands in such a way, across a piece of canvas or paper, that something resembling "art" has been created. &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/showbiz/showbiznews.html?in_article_id=561797&amp;in_page_id=1773&amp;ito=1490"&gt;An exhibit of his work launched in Montmarte yesterday&lt;/a&gt;, though sadly he missed his debut because he's, well, in jail for drugs. The work, though, really speaks for itself. Unlike Koko's seminal masterpiece "Pink Pink Stink Nice Drink," in which abstract paint smears represented deep and mysterious gorilla emotions, Mr. Doherty's work consists of clear and distinctive symbology and motifs. Notably, the use of his own image and his own blood. My favorite piece is the one in which he signed his name with blood (his own) found inside an old needle. Just lovely. Some images after the jump.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's his bloody needle pen:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/peteneedle.jpg"  width="494" height="361"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is his own blood, and his ex-girlfriend, model Kate Moss:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/peteblood2.jpg"  width="494" height="703"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ms. Moss Reclines"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/peteblood3.jpg"  width="494" height="368"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=fff8e0305d12e75002de336b1b675b7b" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=fff8e0305d12e75002de336b1b675b7b" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=QovlD7"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=QovlD7" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=57ptmhG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=57ptmhG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=m2BLHRG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=m2BLHRG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=7BdEy8g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=7BdEy8g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=iL7oBwg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=iL7oBwg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277752409" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-2202501156733765833?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/2202501156733765833/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=2202501156733765833' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2202501156733765833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2202501156733765833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/pete-doherty-will-shed-blood-for-his.html' title='Pete Doherty Will Shed Blood For His Art [Arts And Farts And Crafts] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-1496392333559242356</id><published>2008-04-24T16:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:29:15.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Forbes Boss Compromised By P.I. Shots Of Mistress? [Blind Item Guessing Game] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/question_mark2.jpg" height="194" width="160" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" alt="Question Mark2" title="" longdesc="" /&gt;Klutzy Adam Penenberg, &lt;a href="http://publications.mediapost.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=Articles.san&amp;amp;s=79799&amp;amp;Nid=41989&amp;amp;p=918739"&gt;in a boring story about personal privacy for &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://publications.mediapost.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=Articles.san&amp;amp;s=79799&amp;amp;Nid=41989&amp;amp;p=918739"&gt;Media Post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, gives away a juicy tidbit about one of his former bosses at &lt;em&gt;Forbes&lt;/em&gt;. The magazine decided against a probe into the chief executive of Kroll Associates, the private investigators, because of a fear that he might possess photographs of a high-ranking &lt;em&gt;Forbes&lt;/em&gt; executive's mistress, and expose the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penenberg had been commissioned to write a &lt;a href="http://www.forbes.com/forbes/1999/1129/6413182a.html"&gt;cover story, in 1999, for &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forbes.com/forbes/1999/1129/6413182a.html"&gt;Forbes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forbes.com/forbes/1999/1129/6413182a.html"&gt; on the end of privacy&lt;/a&gt;. (Privacy has been ending since way before the proliferation of blogs.) The editor suggested, as a gimmick, that the magazine commission an investigation into Jules Kroll, the legendary founder of one of the best-known corporate spy firms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reporter ran the project past one of Kroll's rivals. "Well, you know, you could easily find someone to do that," the P.I. said. But he advised Penenberg that there were photos floating around of the mistress of a man high up on the magazine's masthead. "And if I've got 'em, Kroll's got 'em."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the feature that appeared, the privacy guinea pig was not Kroll, but Penenberg himself, who had little to reveal. The editor, when told of the possibility of retaliation, had said: "Oh my God," he said, spilling his coffee. "We could have gotten fired. Okay, okay, investigate yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Penenberg isn't the most reliable of reporters, his departure from &lt;em&gt;Forbes&lt;/em&gt; was acrimonious, and this incident occurred nearly a decade ago. But this is still a pretty shocking charge, dropped almost inadvertently into a rote piece for a little-read trade magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That a magazine high-up had a mistress is not of great controversy. But Forbes, at least back then, still cultivated a reputation of fearless reporting. It's disappointing to think that the magazine's hierarchy would so automatically compromise a story to avoid potential embarrassment to a colleague, or his ire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=6ae2a86906b8f05f0d42a003c1530ea9" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=6ae2a86906b8f05f0d42a003c1530ea9" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=IjkLas"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=IjkLas" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=qeL3bmG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=qeL3bmG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=44aKmQG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=44aKmQG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=hxpx0sg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=hxpx0sg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=JLHfEqg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=JLHfEqg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277752410" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-1496392333559242356?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/1496392333559242356/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=1496392333559242356' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1496392333559242356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1496392333559242356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/which-forbes-boss-compromised-by-pi_6508.html' title='Which Forbes Boss Compromised By P.I. Shots Of Mistress? [Blind Item Guessing Game] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-1626101368171534707</id><published>2008-04-24T16:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:26:01.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Forbes Boss Compromised By P.I. Shots Of Mistress? [Blind Item Guessing Game] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/question_mark2.jpg" height="194" width="160" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" alt="Question Mark2" title="" longdesc="" /&gt;Klutzy Adam Penenberg, &lt;a href="http://publications.mediapost.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=Articles.san&amp;amp;s=79799&amp;amp;Nid=41989&amp;amp;p=918739"&gt;in a boring story about personal privacy for &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://publications.mediapost.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=Articles.san&amp;amp;s=79799&amp;amp;Nid=41989&amp;amp;p=918739"&gt;Media Post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, gives away a juicy tidbit about one of his former bosses at &lt;em&gt;Forbes&lt;/em&gt;. The magazine decided against a probe into the chief executive of Kroll Associates, the private investigators, because of a fear that he might possess photographs of a high-ranking &lt;em&gt;Forbes&lt;/em&gt; executive's mistress, and expose the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penenberg had been commissioned to write a &lt;a href="http://www.forbes.com/forbes/1999/1129/6413182a.html"&gt;cover story, in 1999, for &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forbes.com/forbes/1999/1129/6413182a.html"&gt;Forbes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forbes.com/forbes/1999/1129/6413182a.html"&gt; on the end of privacy&lt;/a&gt;. (Privacy has been ending since way before the proliferation of blogs.) The editor suggested, as a gimmick, that the magazine commission an investigation into Jules Kroll, the legendary founder of one of the best-known corporate spy firms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reporter ran the project past one of Kroll's rivals. "Well, you know, you could easily find someone to do that," the P.I. said. But he advised Penenberg that there were photos floating around of the mistress of a man high up on the magazine's masthead. "And if I've got 'em, Kroll's got 'em."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the feature that appeared, the privacy guinea pig was not Kroll, but Penenberg himself, who had little to reveal. The editor, when told of the possibility of retaliation, had said: "Oh my God," he said, spilling his coffee. "We could have gotten fired. Okay, okay, investigate yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Penenberg isn't the most reliable of reporters, his departure from &lt;em&gt;Forbes&lt;/em&gt; was acrimonious, and this incident occurred nearly a decade ago. But this is still a pretty shocking charge, dropped almost inadvertently into a rote piece for a little-read trade magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That a magazine high-up had a mistress is not of great controversy. But Forbes, at least back then, still cultivated a reputation of fearless reporting. It's disappointing to think that the magazine's hierarchy would so automatically compromise a story to avoid potential embarrassment to a colleague, or his ire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=6ae2a86906b8f05f0d42a003c1530ea9" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=6ae2a86906b8f05f0d42a003c1530ea9" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=IjkLas"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=IjkLas" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=qeL3bmG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=qeL3bmG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=44aKmQG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=44aKmQG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=hxpx0sg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=hxpx0sg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=JLHfEqg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=JLHfEqg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277752410" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-1626101368171534707?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/1626101368171534707/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=1626101368171534707' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1626101368171534707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1626101368171534707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/which-forbes-boss-compromised-by-pi_24.html' title='Which Forbes Boss Compromised By P.I. Shots Of Mistress? [Blind Item Guessing Game] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-3249540130111495926</id><published>2008-04-24T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:18:22.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Forbes Boss Compromised By P.I. Shots Of Mistress? [Blind Item Guessing Game] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/question_mark2.jpg" height="194" width="160" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" alt="Question Mark2" title="" longdesc="" /&gt;Klutzy Adam Penenberg, &lt;a href="http://publications.mediapost.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=Articles.san&amp;amp;s=79799&amp;amp;Nid=41989&amp;amp;p=918739"&gt;in a boring story about personal privacy for &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://publications.mediapost.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=Articles.san&amp;amp;s=79799&amp;amp;Nid=41989&amp;amp;p=918739"&gt;Media Post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, gives away a juicy tidbit about one of his former bosses at &lt;em&gt;Forbes&lt;/em&gt;. The magazine decided against a probe into the chief executive of Kroll Associates, the private investigators, because of a fear that he might possess photographs of a high-ranking &lt;em&gt;Forbes&lt;/em&gt; executive's mistress, and expose the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penenberg had been commissioned to write a &lt;a href="http://www.forbes.com/forbes/1999/1129/6413182a.html"&gt;cover story, in 1999, for &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forbes.com/forbes/1999/1129/6413182a.html"&gt;Forbes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forbes.com/forbes/1999/1129/6413182a.html"&gt; on the end of privacy&lt;/a&gt;. (Privacy has been ending since way before the proliferation of blogs.) The editor suggested, as a gimmick, that the magazine commission an investigation into Jules Kroll, the legendary founder of one of the best-known corporate spy firms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reporter ran the project past one of Kroll's rivals. "Well, you know, you could easily find someone to do that," the P.I. said. But he advised Penenberg that there were photos floating around of the mistress of a man high up on the magazine's masthead. "And if I've got 'em, Kroll's got 'em."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the feature that appeared, the privacy guinea pig was not Kroll, but Penenberg himself, who had little to reveal. The editor, when told of the possibility of retaliation, had said: "Oh my God," he said, spilling his coffee. "We could have gotten fired. Okay, okay, investigate yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Penenberg isn't the most reliable of reporters, his departure from &lt;em&gt;Forbes&lt;/em&gt; was acrimonious, and this incident occurred nearly a decade ago. But this is still a pretty shocking charge, dropped almost inadvertently into a rote piece for a little-read trade magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That a magazine high-up had a mistress is not of great controversy. But Forbes, at least back then, still cultivated a reputation of fearless reporting. It's disappointing to think that the magazine's hierarchy would so automatically compromise a story to avoid potential embarrassment to a colleague, or his ire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=6ae2a86906b8f05f0d42a003c1530ea9" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=6ae2a86906b8f05f0d42a003c1530ea9" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=IjkLas"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=IjkLas" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=qeL3bmG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=qeL3bmG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=44aKmQG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=44aKmQG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=hxpx0sg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=hxpx0sg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=JLHfEqg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=JLHfEqg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277752410" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-3249540130111495926?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/3249540130111495926/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=3249540130111495926' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3249540130111495926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3249540130111495926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/which-forbes-boss-compromised-by-pi.html' title='Which Forbes Boss Compromised By P.I. 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[Blind Item Guessing Game] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-91380861974430525</id><published>2008-04-24T16:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:29:18.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'NYT' Bullied Boy Bullied a Boy [Junior High] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/bully4.jpg" height="211" width="161" align="left" alt="Bully4" /&gt;Turns out the subject of that &lt;em&gt;New York Times&lt;/em&gt; article about &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/371328/bullying-article-encourages-bullying-of-the-times"&gt;the Arkansas kid who gets beat up all the time&lt;/a&gt;, Billy Wolfe, is himself a bit of bad news. And that Pulitzer-winning reporter Dan Barry either missed or ignored that complicating little twist. A story in the &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nwanews.com/nwat/News/63772/"&gt;Northwest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nwanews.com/nwat/News/63772/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nwanews.com/nwat/News/63772/"&gt;Arkansas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nwanews.com/nwat/News/63772/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nwanews.com/nwat/News/63772/"&gt;Times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; details a police report on young Wolfe: "[T]he police report contains allegations that Billy harassed a student confined to a wheelchair with muscular dystrophy by sneaking up behind him and screaming to aggravate the disabled boy’s sensitivity to noise, by bouncing a rubber ball against the disabled boy’s head, and by calling him 'stupid' and a 'retard.'  The police report provides further context on the assaults described in the NYT." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One allegedly occurred after Billy called a boy who had just moved from Germany and whose mother had just died of cancer a 'gay [expletive ] German' and then called his 'deceased mother a vulgar name.'  Another incident allegedly occurred after Billy pushed another student.  Billy was accused of picking on other kids, stealing, and intimidating those that he picked on against telling the teacher."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger &lt;a href="http://jaypgreene.com/2008/04/24/the-nyt-bully/"&gt;Jay P. Greene&lt;/a&gt;, who lives in Wolfe's town and whose kids go to the school featured in the &lt;em&gt;Times&lt;/em&gt; article, further notes, "But the NYT article by Dan Barry makes no mention of the police report or the details contained in it.  Nor did Dan Barry’s reporting uncover any of the information from the interviews contained in the Northwest Arkansas Times article.  Instead, Barry simply writes, 'It remains unclear why Billy became a target…'  He also declares, '[Billy] has received a few suspensions for misbehavior, though none for bullying.'  It seems the NYT reporter either somehow missed the existence of the police report or decided not to include its contents in his piece.  Either way, it is very sloppy reporting.  I sent an email to the Public Editor of the NYT asking if Barry had seen the police report, and, if he had seen it, why he chose not to include it in his article.  Other than a form letter I’ve received no reply."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=624566fa6c00a9854b86349308c2c6e6" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=624566fa6c00a9854b86349308c2c6e6" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=wOn9YQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=wOn9YQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=kxvdwyG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=kxvdwyG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=CUMe7MG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=CUMe7MG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=dNRGDgg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=dNRGDgg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=QFKwIAg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=QFKwIAg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277736330" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-91380861974430525?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/91380861974430525/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=91380861974430525' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/91380861974430525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/91380861974430525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/bullied-boy-bullied-boy-junior-high_3540.html' title='&amp;#39;NYT&amp;#39; Bullied Boy Bullied a Boy [Junior High] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-3754421232333037652</id><published>2008-04-24T16:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:26:03.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'NYT' Bullied Boy Bullied a Boy [Junior High] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/bully4.jpg" height="211" width="161" align="left" alt="Bully4" /&gt;Turns out the subject of that &lt;em&gt;New York Times&lt;/em&gt; article about &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/371328/bullying-article-encourages-bullying-of-the-times"&gt;the Arkansas kid who gets beat up all the time&lt;/a&gt;, Billy Wolfe, is himself a bit of bad news. And that Pulitzer-winning reporter Dan Barry either missed or ignored that complicating little twist. A story in the &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nwanews.com/nwat/News/63772/"&gt;Northwest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nwanews.com/nwat/News/63772/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nwanews.com/nwat/News/63772/"&gt;Arkansas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nwanews.com/nwat/News/63772/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nwanews.com/nwat/News/63772/"&gt;Times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; details a police report on young Wolfe: "[T]he police report contains allegations that Billy harassed a student confined to a wheelchair with muscular dystrophy by sneaking up behind him and screaming to aggravate the disabled boy’s sensitivity to noise, by bouncing a rubber ball against the disabled boy’s head, and by calling him 'stupid' and a 'retard.'  The police report provides further context on the assaults described in the NYT." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One allegedly occurred after Billy called a boy who had just moved from Germany and whose mother had just died of cancer a 'gay [expletive ] German' and then called his 'deceased mother a vulgar name.'  Another incident allegedly occurred after Billy pushed another student.  Billy was accused of picking on other kids, stealing, and intimidating those that he picked on against telling the teacher."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger &lt;a href="http://jaypgreene.com/2008/04/24/the-nyt-bully/"&gt;Jay P. Greene&lt;/a&gt;, who lives in Wolfe's town and whose kids go to the school featured in the &lt;em&gt;Times&lt;/em&gt; article, further notes, "But the NYT article by Dan Barry makes no mention of the police report or the details contained in it.  Nor did Dan Barry’s reporting uncover any of the information from the interviews contained in the Northwest Arkansas Times article.  Instead, Barry simply writes, 'It remains unclear why Billy became a target…'  He also declares, '[Billy] has received a few suspensions for misbehavior, though none for bullying.'  It seems the NYT reporter either somehow missed the existence of the police report or decided not to include its contents in his piece.  Either way, it is very sloppy reporting.  I sent an email to the Public Editor of the NYT asking if Barry had seen the police report, and, if he had seen it, why he chose not to include it in his article.  Other than a form letter I’ve received no reply."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=624566fa6c00a9854b86349308c2c6e6" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=624566fa6c00a9854b86349308c2c6e6" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=wOn9YQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=wOn9YQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=kxvdwyG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=kxvdwyG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=CUMe7MG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=CUMe7MG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=dNRGDgg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=dNRGDgg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=QFKwIAg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=QFKwIAg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277736330" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-3754421232333037652?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/3754421232333037652/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=3754421232333037652' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3754421232333037652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3754421232333037652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/bullied-boy-bullied-boy-junior-high_24.html' title='&amp;#39;NYT&amp;#39; Bullied Boy Bullied a Boy [Junior High] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-8795481513402707295</id><published>2008-04-24T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:18:23.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'NYT' Bullied Boy Bullied a Boy [Junior High] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/bully4.jpg" height="211" width="161" align="left" alt="Bully4" /&gt;Turns out the subject of that &lt;em&gt;New York Times&lt;/em&gt; article about &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/371328/bullying-article-encourages-bullying-of-the-times"&gt;the Arkansas kid who gets beat up all the time&lt;/a&gt;, Billy Wolfe, is himself a bit of bad news. And that Pulitzer-winning reporter Dan Barry either missed or ignored that complicating little twist. A story in the &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nwanews.com/nwat/News/63772/"&gt;Northwest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nwanews.com/nwat/News/63772/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nwanews.com/nwat/News/63772/"&gt;Arkansas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nwanews.com/nwat/News/63772/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nwanews.com/nwat/News/63772/"&gt;Times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; details a police report on young Wolfe: "[T]he police report contains allegations that Billy harassed a student confined to a wheelchair with muscular dystrophy by sneaking up behind him and screaming to aggravate the disabled boy’s sensitivity to noise, by bouncing a rubber ball against the disabled boy’s head, and by calling him 'stupid' and a 'retard.'  The police report provides further context on the assaults described in the NYT." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One allegedly occurred after Billy called a boy who had just moved from Germany and whose mother had just died of cancer a 'gay [expletive ] German' and then called his 'deceased mother a vulgar name.'  Another incident allegedly occurred after Billy pushed another student.  Billy was accused of picking on other kids, stealing, and intimidating those that he picked on against telling the teacher."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger &lt;a href="http://jaypgreene.com/2008/04/24/the-nyt-bully/"&gt;Jay P. Greene&lt;/a&gt;, who lives in Wolfe's town and whose kids go to the school featured in the &lt;em&gt;Times&lt;/em&gt; article, further notes, "But the NYT article by Dan Barry makes no mention of the police report or the details contained in it.  Nor did Dan Barry’s reporting uncover any of the information from the interviews contained in the Northwest Arkansas Times article.  Instead, Barry simply writes, 'It remains unclear why Billy became a target…'  He also declares, '[Billy] has received a few suspensions for misbehavior, though none for bullying.'  It seems the NYT reporter either somehow missed the existence of the police report or decided not to include its contents in his piece.  Either way, it is very sloppy reporting.  I sent an email to the Public Editor of the NYT asking if Barry had seen the police report, and, if he had seen it, why he chose not to include it in his article.  Other than a form letter I’ve received no reply."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=624566fa6c00a9854b86349308c2c6e6" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=624566fa6c00a9854b86349308c2c6e6" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=wOn9YQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=wOn9YQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=kxvdwyG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=kxvdwyG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=CUMe7MG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=CUMe7MG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=dNRGDgg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=dNRGDgg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=QFKwIAg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=QFKwIAg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277736330" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-8795481513402707295?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/8795481513402707295/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=8795481513402707295' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/8795481513402707295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/8795481513402707295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/bullied-boy-bullied-boy-junior-high.html' title='&amp;#39;NYT&amp;#39; Bullied Boy Bullied a Boy [Junior High] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-4808884584217755142</id><published>2008-04-24T16:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:29:20.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bud Light Rips Off Once-Funny Comedian [This Thing Is Like That Thing] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%201-9.jpg" height="233" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 1-9"&gt;A new Bud Light ad campaign was blatantly stolen from a 1989 Rob Schneider stand-up routine. Crawling Madison Avenue bastards. How far do you think that &lt;em&gt;European Gigolo&lt;/em&gt; money is gonna go? See the shocking thievery for yourself after the jump.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If they steal David Spade's "Nuprin" bit, I'm gonna straight-up murder someone's ass. [Video produced by Richard Blakeley.]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newVideoPlayer("dude2.flv", 463, 387,"");&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img src="http://cache.gawker.com/assets/stills/dude2.flv.jpg"     style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none;display: none;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://www.pheedo.com/click.phdo?s=3ac0635431c8a9dc40c268574925ccf4"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="border: 0;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?s=3ac0635431c8a9dc40c268574925ccf4"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=3ac0635431c8a9dc40c268574925ccf4" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=4fh7ig"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=4fh7ig" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=bNiMUfG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=bNiMUfG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=5sP6EDG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=5sP6EDG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=ZCHpVCg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=ZCHpVCg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=XDaVi6g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=XDaVi6g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277708446" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-4808884584217755142?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/4808884584217755142/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=4808884584217755142' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/4808884584217755142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/4808884584217755142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/bud-light-rips-off-once-funny-comedian_7581.html' title='Bud Light Rips Off Once-Funny Comedian [This Thing Is Like That Thing] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-4350487093101536559</id><published>2008-04-24T16:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:26:11.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bud Light Rips Off Once-Funny Comedian [This Thing Is Like That Thing] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%201-9.jpg" height="233" width="300" align="left" alt="Picture 1-9"&gt;A new Bud Light ad campaign was blatantly stolen from a 1989 Rob Schneider stand-up routine. Crawling Madison Avenue bastards. How far do you think that &lt;em&gt;European Gigolo&lt;/em&gt; money is gonna go? See the shocking thievery for yourself after the jump.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If they steal David Spade's "Nuprin" bit, I'm gonna straight-up murder someone's ass. 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Crawling Madison Avenue bastards. How far do you think that &lt;em&gt;European Gigolo&lt;/em&gt; money is gonna go? See the shocking thievery for yourself after the jump.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If they steal David Spade's "Nuprin" bit, I'm gonna straight-up murder someone's ass. 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Entertainer Owes Back Taxes! [Politics] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="franken.jpg" src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/franken.jpg" width="240" height="180" align="right" hspace="4" vspace="2" /&gt;Comedian Al Franken is running for Senate out in the frigid wilderness of Minnesota. He's running against Norm Coleman, an oily scumbag whose best argument for remaining a senator is that he's not comedian Al Franken. It will be a bitter and dirty race. The GOP is painting Franken as an out-of-touch Hollywood liberal, which is untrue: he's an out-of-touch &lt;i&gt;New York&lt;/i&gt; liberal. They can't use the New York Jew line against him, though, as Norm Coleman is a &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; New York Jew. &lt;i&gt;And&lt;/i&gt; Coleman's "wife" is a political prop&amp;mdash;she lives in Hollywood, of course, where she is trying to be an "actress." So this is what they're trying on Franken now: he didn't pay his taxes once.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The latest questions about the personal corporation Franken set up to handle his entertainment enterprises came in the wake of news last week that Franken owes California $5,800 in back taxes and penalties for failing to file state income tax returns for the corporation from 2003 to 2007.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The dollar figure represents a minimum tax charged to corporations with or without reported income.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The campaign explained that no returns were filed because Franken hadn't done business in the state since 2003, and that the accountant was unaware that the corporation, Al Franken Inc. (AFI), had to be formally dissolved.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But Republicans now say Franken has in fact done business in California on many occasions. Using the Internet and information programs such as Lexis Nexis, party researchers found 32 public appearances that Franken made in California from 2003 to 2007, at least eight of which charged an admission fee. For instance, Franken spoke at universities, addressed the Urban Land Institute and debated conservative pundit Ann Coulter for a lecture series.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the news that Franken's accountant isn't very good does not seem particularly shocking&amp;mdash;even in a prudish backwater like Minnesota. But what they're &lt;i&gt;trying&lt;/i&gt; to do is remind everyone that AL FRANKEN WORKED IN CALIFORNIA. Which means he's basically whore-loving party boy Charlie Sheen and pious liberal know-it-all Martin Sheen &lt;i&gt;put together.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't worry, Franken fans (surely they must exist!). This scandal won't go anywhere, as everyone in Minnesota will be much too busy talking about the &lt;a href="http://www.startribune.com/local/18170524.html"&gt;6 inches of snow&lt;/a&gt; they're getting this weekend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.startribune.com/politics/national/senate/18160744.html"&gt;New round of financial questions dogs Franken&lt;/a&gt; [Strib]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=d64656aebea10b7735fef70dcc15655d" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=d64656aebea10b7735fef70dcc15655d" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=laO4Re"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=laO4Re" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=XMcYLrG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=XMcYLrG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=sf64apG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=sf64apG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=sKqhfsg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=sKqhfsg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=KczDFGg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=KczDFGg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277708448" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-3155912472333089289?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/3155912472333089289/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=3155912472333089289' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3155912472333089289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3155912472333089289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/scandal-entertainer-owes-back-taxes_5270.html' title='Scandal! 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He's running against Norm Coleman, an oily scumbag whose best argument for remaining a senator is that he's not comedian Al Franken. It will be a bitter and dirty race. The GOP is painting Franken as an out-of-touch Hollywood liberal, which is untrue: he's an out-of-touch &lt;i&gt;New York&lt;/i&gt; liberal. They can't use the New York Jew line against him, though, as Norm Coleman is a &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; New York Jew. &lt;i&gt;And&lt;/i&gt; Coleman's "wife" is a political prop&amp;mdash;she lives in Hollywood, of course, where she is trying to be an "actress." So this is what they're trying on Franken now: he didn't pay his taxes once.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The latest questions about the personal corporation Franken set up to handle his entertainment enterprises came in the wake of news last week that Franken owes California $5,800 in back taxes and penalties for failing to file state income tax returns for the corporation from 2003 to 2007.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The dollar figure represents a minimum tax charged to corporations with or without reported income.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The campaign explained that no returns were filed because Franken hadn't done business in the state since 2003, and that the accountant was unaware that the corporation, Al Franken Inc. (AFI), had to be formally dissolved.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But Republicans now say Franken has in fact done business in California on many occasions. Using the Internet and information programs such as Lexis Nexis, party researchers found 32 public appearances that Franken made in California from 2003 to 2007, at least eight of which charged an admission fee. For instance, Franken spoke at universities, addressed the Urban Land Institute and debated conservative pundit Ann Coulter for a lecture series.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the news that Franken's accountant isn't very good does not seem particularly shocking&amp;mdash;even in a prudish backwater like Minnesota. But what they're &lt;i&gt;trying&lt;/i&gt; to do is remind everyone that AL FRANKEN WORKED IN CALIFORNIA. Which means he's basically whore-loving party boy Charlie Sheen and pious liberal know-it-all Martin Sheen &lt;i&gt;put together.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't worry, Franken fans (surely they must exist!). This scandal won't go anywhere, as everyone in Minnesota will be much too busy talking about the &lt;a href="http://www.startribune.com/local/18170524.html"&gt;6 inches of snow&lt;/a&gt; they're getting this weekend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.startribune.com/politics/national/senate/18160744.html"&gt;New round of financial questions dogs Franken&lt;/a&gt; [Strib]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=d64656aebea10b7735fef70dcc15655d" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=d64656aebea10b7735fef70dcc15655d" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=laO4Re"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=laO4Re" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=XMcYLrG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=XMcYLrG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=sf64apG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=sf64apG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=sKqhfsg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=sKqhfsg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=KczDFGg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=KczDFGg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277708448" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-696176709149392460?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/696176709149392460/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=696176709149392460' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/696176709149392460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/696176709149392460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/scandal-entertainer-owes-back-taxes_24.html' title='Scandal! 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He's running against Norm Coleman, an oily scumbag whose best argument for remaining a senator is that he's not comedian Al Franken. It will be a bitter and dirty race. The GOP is painting Franken as an out-of-touch Hollywood liberal, which is untrue: he's an out-of-touch &lt;i&gt;New York&lt;/i&gt; liberal. They can't use the New York Jew line against him, though, as Norm Coleman is a &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; New York Jew. &lt;i&gt;And&lt;/i&gt; Coleman's "wife" is a political prop&amp;mdash;she lives in Hollywood, of course, where she is trying to be an "actress." So this is what they're trying on Franken now: he didn't pay his taxes once.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The latest questions about the personal corporation Franken set up to handle his entertainment enterprises came in the wake of news last week that Franken owes California $5,800 in back taxes and penalties for failing to file state income tax returns for the corporation from 2003 to 2007.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The dollar figure represents a minimum tax charged to corporations with or without reported income.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The campaign explained that no returns were filed because Franken hadn't done business in the state since 2003, and that the accountant was unaware that the corporation, Al Franken Inc. (AFI), had to be formally dissolved.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But Republicans now say Franken has in fact done business in California on many occasions. Using the Internet and information programs such as Lexis Nexis, party researchers found 32 public appearances that Franken made in California from 2003 to 2007, at least eight of which charged an admission fee. For instance, Franken spoke at universities, addressed the Urban Land Institute and debated conservative pundit Ann Coulter for a lecture series.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the news that Franken's accountant isn't very good does not seem particularly shocking&amp;mdash;even in a prudish backwater like Minnesota. But what they're &lt;i&gt;trying&lt;/i&gt; to do is remind everyone that AL FRANKEN WORKED IN CALIFORNIA. Which means he's basically whore-loving party boy Charlie Sheen and pious liberal know-it-all Martin Sheen &lt;i&gt;put together.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't worry, Franken fans (surely they must exist!). This scandal won't go anywhere, as everyone in Minnesota will be much too busy talking about the &lt;a href="http://www.startribune.com/local/18170524.html"&gt;6 inches of snow&lt;/a&gt; they're getting this weekend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.startribune.com/politics/national/senate/18160744.html"&gt;New round of financial questions dogs Franken&lt;/a&gt; [Strib]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=d64656aebea10b7735fef70dcc15655d" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=d64656aebea10b7735fef70dcc15655d" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=laO4Re"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=laO4Re" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=XMcYLrG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=XMcYLrG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=sf64apG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=sf64apG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=sKqhfsg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=sKqhfsg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=KczDFGg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=KczDFGg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277708448" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-1874812241345642230?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/1874812241345642230/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=1874812241345642230' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1874812241345642230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1874812241345642230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/scandal-entertainer-owes-back-taxes.html' title='Scandal! 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[Politics] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-1215229457304525956</id><published>2008-04-24T15:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:29:28.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's That Tired ABC Story on Julia Allison [Blog Wars] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/1393882524_deba197351.jpg" height="174" width="161" align="left" alt="1393882524 Deba197351" /&gt;So &lt;em&gt;Star&lt;/em&gt; magazine editor-at-large Julia Allison &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006524/julia-allison-threatens-to-expose-a-critic"&gt;threatened to out the anonymous blogger&lt;/a&gt; behind &lt;a href="http://baugher.tumblr.com/"&gt;Reblogging Julia&lt;/a&gt;, but did not. Then &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006840/finding-julia-allisons-shadow"&gt;we heard that ABC News was on the case&lt;/a&gt;. Well, not so much. "For life bloggers like Allison, who electronically post intricate details of their lives in the blogsophere, it is to be expected that not everyone who reacts to these blogs will like what they're saying, several Internet experts say." Internet experts—&lt;em&gt;saying&lt;/em&gt; things!  Can't breathe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'These life bloggers are the ultimate example of being the victim of your own success,' said David Griner, who blogs for Adfreak.com, a pop culture blog launched by AdWeek in 2004. 'They built their reputations and popularity by telling everyone every little detail of their lives; that's what makes them such a success. But what makes you popular also makes you vulnerable,' Griner said. 'There is probably nobody who is more susceptible to criticism than these bloggers.'" Sweet, sweet obvious opinions. Now if only someone would say something catty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that, Loren Feldman, head of production at 1978 Media Company? "Allison would like to think she's special, but I probably have 10 different sites about me. People hate on me like you would not believe."  [&lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/Technology/Story?id=4719130&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;ABC News&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=119b83a85cb59e4b1e5c8cb2a0de9efc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=119b83a85cb59e4b1e5c8cb2a0de9efc" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=yZGFaj"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=yZGFaj" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=ZhOk4iG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=ZhOk4iG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=oYAAlcG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=oYAAlcG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=yA6qALg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=yA6qALg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=PxF5KLg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=PxF5KLg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277708449" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-1215229457304525956?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/1215229457304525956/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=1215229457304525956' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1215229457304525956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1215229457304525956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/here-that-tired-abc-story-on-julia_1210.html' title='Here&amp;#39;s That Tired ABC Story on Julia Allison [Blog Wars] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-3498895840699932578</id><published>2008-04-24T15:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:26:20.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's That Tired ABC Story on Julia Allison [Blog Wars] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/1393882524_deba197351.jpg" height="174" width="161" align="left" alt="1393882524 Deba197351" /&gt;So &lt;em&gt;Star&lt;/em&gt; magazine editor-at-large Julia Allison &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006524/julia-allison-threatens-to-expose-a-critic"&gt;threatened to out the anonymous blogger&lt;/a&gt; behind &lt;a href="http://baugher.tumblr.com/"&gt;Reblogging Julia&lt;/a&gt;, but did not. Then &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006840/finding-julia-allisons-shadow"&gt;we heard that ABC News was on the case&lt;/a&gt;. Well, not so much. "For life bloggers like Allison, who electronically post intricate details of their lives in the blogsophere, it is to be expected that not everyone who reacts to these blogs will like what they're saying, several Internet experts say." Internet experts—&lt;em&gt;saying&lt;/em&gt; things!  Can't breathe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'These life bloggers are the ultimate example of being the victim of your own success,' said David Griner, who blogs for Adfreak.com, a pop culture blog launched by AdWeek in 2004. 'They built their reputations and popularity by telling everyone every little detail of their lives; that's what makes them such a success. But what makes you popular also makes you vulnerable,' Griner said. 'There is probably nobody who is more susceptible to criticism than these bloggers.'" Sweet, sweet obvious opinions. Now if only someone would say something catty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that, Loren Feldman, head of production at 1978 Media Company? "Allison would like to think she's special, but I probably have 10 different sites about me. People hate on me like you would not believe."  [&lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/Technology/Story?id=4719130&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;ABC News&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=119b83a85cb59e4b1e5c8cb2a0de9efc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=119b83a85cb59e4b1e5c8cb2a0de9efc" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=yZGFaj"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=yZGFaj" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=ZhOk4iG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=ZhOk4iG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=oYAAlcG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=oYAAlcG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=yA6qALg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=yA6qALg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=PxF5KLg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=PxF5KLg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277708449" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-3498895840699932578?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/3498895840699932578/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=3498895840699932578' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3498895840699932578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3498895840699932578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/here-that-tired-abc-story-on-julia_24.html' title='Here&amp;#39;s That Tired ABC Story on Julia Allison [Blog Wars] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-1467083155036330583</id><published>2008-04-24T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:18:30.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's That Tired ABC Story on Julia Allison [Blog Wars] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/1393882524_deba197351.jpg" height="174" width="161" align="left" alt="1393882524 Deba197351" /&gt;So &lt;em&gt;Star&lt;/em&gt; magazine editor-at-large Julia Allison &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006524/julia-allison-threatens-to-expose-a-critic"&gt;threatened to out the anonymous blogger&lt;/a&gt; behind &lt;a href="http://baugher.tumblr.com/"&gt;Reblogging Julia&lt;/a&gt;, but did not. Then &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006840/finding-julia-allisons-shadow"&gt;we heard that ABC News was on the case&lt;/a&gt;. Well, not so much. "For life bloggers like Allison, who electronically post intricate details of their lives in the blogsophere, it is to be expected that not everyone who reacts to these blogs will like what they're saying, several Internet experts say." Internet experts—&lt;em&gt;saying&lt;/em&gt; things!  Can't breathe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'These life bloggers are the ultimate example of being the victim of your own success,' said David Griner, who blogs for Adfreak.com, a pop culture blog launched by AdWeek in 2004. 'They built their reputations and popularity by telling everyone every little detail of their lives; that's what makes them such a success. But what makes you popular also makes you vulnerable,' Griner said. 'There is probably nobody who is more susceptible to criticism than these bloggers.'" Sweet, sweet obvious opinions. Now if only someone would say something catty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that, Loren Feldman, head of production at 1978 Media Company? "Allison would like to think she's special, but I probably have 10 different sites about me. People hate on me like you would not believe."  [&lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/Technology/Story?id=4719130&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;ABC News&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=119b83a85cb59e4b1e5c8cb2a0de9efc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=119b83a85cb59e4b1e5c8cb2a0de9efc" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=yZGFaj"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=yZGFaj" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=ZhOk4iG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=ZhOk4iG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=oYAAlcG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=oYAAlcG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=yA6qALg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=yA6qALg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=PxF5KLg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=PxF5KLg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277708449" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-1467083155036330583?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/1467083155036330583/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=1467083155036330583' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1467083155036330583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1467083155036330583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/here-that-tired-abc-story-on-julia.html' title='Here&amp;#39;s That Tired ABC Story on Julia Allison [Blog Wars] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-429597035536053315</id><published>2008-04-24T15:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:29:53.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;i&gt;Baby Mama&lt;/i&gt; Will Tell Us What To Think About Women [Gender Studies] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="Big_Mama.jpg" src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/Big_Mama.jpg" width="300" height="441" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2"/&gt;So Tina Fey's new movie &lt;em&gt;Baby Mama&lt;/em&gt; comes out today!  It's a very important movie because it will once and for all decide if she is the funniest woman in America or absolutely no one.  Yes indeed.  And in doing so, Tina Fey will finally determine for all of us if, in fact, women are funny.  You see this isn't just a comedy with a woman in it.  It's a comedy &lt;em&gt;starring&lt;/em&gt; a woman!  A woman with her own TV show!  And her costar is a woman too!  Not since Gloria Steinem wrote and directed the Cameron Diaz vehicle &lt;em&gt;The Sweetest Thing&lt;/em&gt; has there been such an important comedy film for and about womyn (that was written and directed by a man). This is the most important 96 minutes of Ms. Fey's career, but also in the history of our gender war.  It's important that we go into the theater informed, so we may properly participate in this historic debate.  After the jump find a small digest of the film's reviews.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;li&gt;The &lt;em&gt;New York Times&lt;/em&gt;' Manohla Dargis &lt;a href="http://movies.nytimes.com/2008/04/25/movies/25baby.html"&gt;would like to remind you that this film is about women&lt;/a&gt;:  "Basically she's Rhoda with thinner thighs, which I guess means that she's Mary Richards. But this being 2008 and not the women's-liberated 1970s, it isn't enough for Kate to be a swinging single: she wants a baby and she wants it now. Enter Angie Ostrowiski (Ms. Poehler).  At 36 Ms. Poehler is at least 10 years too old for the role, as the softly focused close-ups suggest, but she's a pip."  A pip is what my mom calls old ladies who dance or say dirty words or know what the internet is.  Also, Ms. Fey, your time is running out: "Real funny women &amp;mdash; Mae West, Elaine May &amp;mdash; come along every few decades, so the timing seems right. But the clock is ticking."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wesley Morris of ye olde colonial pape the &lt;em&gt;Boston Globe&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/movies/display?display=movie&amp;id=10726"&gt;finds a spirit of hope and change in an otherwise flat movie&lt;/a&gt;: "&lt;em&gt;Baby Mama&lt;/em&gt; is less than a perfect movie - it's shoddily assembled, and McCullers's coincidence-driven script, smart as it sometimes is, rushes us out the door. But in this era of Apatow and Ferrell and Rogen and Wilson, of men monopolizing movie comedy, &lt;em&gt;Baby Mama&lt;/em&gt; feels absurdly momentous, and even political. Fey and Poehler aren't just taking back control of their bodies. They're taking back control of their profession."  Absurdly momentous!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;li&gt;The &lt;em&gt;Village Voice&lt;/em&gt;'s Robert Wilonsky manages to avoid the whole lady topic, and instead &lt;a href="http://www.villagevoice.com/film/0817,tina-fey-and-amy-poehler-s-surrogate-mommy-comedy,422568,20.html"&gt;meanders off in a criticism of Lorne Michaels' producing abilities&lt;/a&gt;: "&lt;em&gt;Baby Mama&lt;/em&gt; extends the joke, then softens it, then smothers it in its crib&amp;mdash;an unpleasant picture perhaps, but not any more disagreeable than the phrase 'Produced by Lorne Michaels.' Ultimately, that's all this shrugging disappointment is: a Saturday Night Live sketch stretched a good hour past its breaking point of no return."  Maybe it's because he's a sexist and has to talk about the powerful man behind the ladies instead of talking about the ladies.   That must be it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The &lt;em&gt;New York Post&lt;/em&gt;'s Lou Lumenick caps off &lt;a href="http://www.nypost.com/seven/04232008/entertainment/movies/film_fest_tribeckons_107690.htm"&gt;an otherwise reasonable review&lt;/a&gt; with a complete piece of shit line: "Men who are coerced into seeing this chick flick may feel like they've been attached to an estrogen drip."  I mean, not piece of shit.  It's very insightful.  About women.  And men.  And inverted versus dangling genitalia.  And babies and other stuff.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=d169a6a75e2bd71db805d757f5d9511f" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=d169a6a75e2bd71db805d757f5d9511f" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=mBXpl3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=mBXpl3" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=1S1I2MG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=1S1I2MG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=h5qJBjG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=h5qJBjG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=KQ2dJqg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=KQ2dJqg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=IZT0iig"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=IZT0iig" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277708450" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-429597035536053315?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/429597035536053315/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=429597035536053315' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/429597035536053315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/429597035536053315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/mama-will-tell-us-what-to-think-about_5939.html' title='&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Baby Mama&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; Will Tell Us What To Think About Women [Gender Studies] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-2149486684224150160</id><published>2008-04-24T15:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:26:26.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;i&gt;Baby Mama&lt;/i&gt; Will Tell Us What To Think About Women [Gender Studies] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="Big_Mama.jpg" src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/Big_Mama.jpg" width="300" height="441" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2"/&gt;So Tina Fey's new movie &lt;em&gt;Baby Mama&lt;/em&gt; comes out today!  It's a very important movie because it will once and for all decide if she is the funniest woman in America or absolutely no one.  Yes indeed.  And in doing so, Tina Fey will finally determine for all of us if, in fact, women are funny.  You see this isn't just a comedy with a woman in it.  It's a comedy &lt;em&gt;starring&lt;/em&gt; a woman!  A woman with her own TV show!  And her costar is a woman too!  Not since Gloria Steinem wrote and directed the Cameron Diaz vehicle &lt;em&gt;The Sweetest Thing&lt;/em&gt; has there been such an important comedy film for and about womyn (that was written and directed by a man). This is the most important 96 minutes of Ms. Fey's career, but also in the history of our gender war.  It's important that we go into the theater informed, so we may properly participate in this historic debate.  After the jump find a small digest of the film's reviews.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;li&gt;The &lt;em&gt;New York Times&lt;/em&gt;' Manohla Dargis &lt;a href="http://movies.nytimes.com/2008/04/25/movies/25baby.html"&gt;would like to remind you that this film is about women&lt;/a&gt;:  "Basically she's Rhoda with thinner thighs, which I guess means that she's Mary Richards. But this being 2008 and not the women's-liberated 1970s, it isn't enough for Kate to be a swinging single: she wants a baby and she wants it now. Enter Angie Ostrowiski (Ms. Poehler).  At 36 Ms. Poehler is at least 10 years too old for the role, as the softly focused close-ups suggest, but she's a pip."  A pip is what my mom calls old ladies who dance or say dirty words or know what the internet is.  Also, Ms. Fey, your time is running out: "Real funny women &amp;mdash; Mae West, Elaine May &amp;mdash; come along every few decades, so the timing seems right. But the clock is ticking."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wesley Morris of ye olde colonial pape the &lt;em&gt;Boston Globe&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/movies/display?display=movie&amp;id=10726"&gt;finds a spirit of hope and change in an otherwise flat movie&lt;/a&gt;: "&lt;em&gt;Baby Mama&lt;/em&gt; is less than a perfect movie - it's shoddily assembled, and McCullers's coincidence-driven script, smart as it sometimes is, rushes us out the door. But in this era of Apatow and Ferrell and Rogen and Wilson, of men monopolizing movie comedy, &lt;em&gt;Baby Mama&lt;/em&gt; feels absurdly momentous, and even political. Fey and Poehler aren't just taking back control of their bodies. They're taking back control of their profession."  Absurdly momentous!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;li&gt;The &lt;em&gt;Village Voice&lt;/em&gt;'s Robert Wilonsky manages to avoid the whole lady topic, and instead &lt;a href="http://www.villagevoice.com/film/0817,tina-fey-and-amy-poehler-s-surrogate-mommy-comedy,422568,20.html"&gt;meanders off in a criticism of Lorne Michaels' producing abilities&lt;/a&gt;: "&lt;em&gt;Baby Mama&lt;/em&gt; extends the joke, then softens it, then smothers it in its crib&amp;mdash;an unpleasant picture perhaps, but not any more disagreeable than the phrase 'Produced by Lorne Michaels.' Ultimately, that's all this shrugging disappointment is: a Saturday Night Live sketch stretched a good hour past its breaking point of no return."  Maybe it's because he's a sexist and has to talk about the powerful man behind the ladies instead of talking about the ladies.   That must be it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The &lt;em&gt;New York Post&lt;/em&gt;'s Lou Lumenick caps off &lt;a href="http://www.nypost.com/seven/04232008/entertainment/movies/film_fest_tribeckons_107690.htm"&gt;an otherwise reasonable review&lt;/a&gt; with a complete piece of shit line: "Men who are coerced into seeing this chick flick may feel like they've been attached to an estrogen drip."  I mean, not piece of shit.  It's very insightful.  About women.  And men.  And inverted versus dangling genitalia.  And babies and other stuff.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=d169a6a75e2bd71db805d757f5d9511f" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=d169a6a75e2bd71db805d757f5d9511f" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=mBXpl3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=mBXpl3" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=1S1I2MG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=1S1I2MG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=h5qJBjG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=h5qJBjG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=KQ2dJqg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=KQ2dJqg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=IZT0iig"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=IZT0iig" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277708450" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-2149486684224150160?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/2149486684224150160/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=2149486684224150160' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2149486684224150160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2149486684224150160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/mama-will-tell-us-what-to-think-about_24.html' title='&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Baby Mama&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; Will Tell Us What To Think About Women [Gender Studies] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-1299751670725528306</id><published>2008-04-24T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:18:31.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;i&gt;Baby Mama&lt;/i&gt; Will Tell Us What To Think About Women [Gender Studies] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="Big_Mama.jpg" src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/Big_Mama.jpg" width="300" height="441" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2"/&gt;So Tina Fey's new movie &lt;em&gt;Baby Mama&lt;/em&gt; comes out today!  It's a very important movie because it will once and for all decide if she is the funniest woman in America or absolutely no one.  Yes indeed.  And in doing so, Tina Fey will finally determine for all of us if, in fact, women are funny.  You see this isn't just a comedy with a woman in it.  It's a comedy &lt;em&gt;starring&lt;/em&gt; a woman!  A woman with her own TV show!  And her costar is a woman too!  Not since Gloria Steinem wrote and directed the Cameron Diaz vehicle &lt;em&gt;The Sweetest Thing&lt;/em&gt; has there been such an important comedy film for and about womyn (that was written and directed by a man). This is the most important 96 minutes of Ms. Fey's career, but also in the history of our gender war.  It's important that we go into the theater informed, so we may properly participate in this historic debate.  After the jump find a small digest of the film's reviews.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;li&gt;The &lt;em&gt;New York Times&lt;/em&gt;' Manohla Dargis &lt;a href="http://movies.nytimes.com/2008/04/25/movies/25baby.html"&gt;would like to remind you that this film is about women&lt;/a&gt;:  "Basically she's Rhoda with thinner thighs, which I guess means that she's Mary Richards. But this being 2008 and not the women's-liberated 1970s, it isn't enough for Kate to be a swinging single: she wants a baby and she wants it now. Enter Angie Ostrowiski (Ms. Poehler).  At 36 Ms. Poehler is at least 10 years too old for the role, as the softly focused close-ups suggest, but she's a pip."  A pip is what my mom calls old ladies who dance or say dirty words or know what the internet is.  Also, Ms. Fey, your time is running out: "Real funny women &amp;mdash; Mae West, Elaine May &amp;mdash; come along every few decades, so the timing seems right. But the clock is ticking."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wesley Morris of ye olde colonial pape the &lt;em&gt;Boston Globe&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/movies/display?display=movie&amp;id=10726"&gt;finds a spirit of hope and change in an otherwise flat movie&lt;/a&gt;: "&lt;em&gt;Baby Mama&lt;/em&gt; is less than a perfect movie - it's shoddily assembled, and McCullers's coincidence-driven script, smart as it sometimes is, rushes us out the door. But in this era of Apatow and Ferrell and Rogen and Wilson, of men monopolizing movie comedy, &lt;em&gt;Baby Mama&lt;/em&gt; feels absurdly momentous, and even political. Fey and Poehler aren't just taking back control of their bodies. They're taking back control of their profession."  Absurdly momentous!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;li&gt;The &lt;em&gt;Village Voice&lt;/em&gt;'s Robert Wilonsky manages to avoid the whole lady topic, and instead &lt;a href="http://www.villagevoice.com/film/0817,tina-fey-and-amy-poehler-s-surrogate-mommy-comedy,422568,20.html"&gt;meanders off in a criticism of Lorne Michaels' producing abilities&lt;/a&gt;: "&lt;em&gt;Baby Mama&lt;/em&gt; extends the joke, then softens it, then smothers it in its crib&amp;mdash;an unpleasant picture perhaps, but not any more disagreeable than the phrase 'Produced by Lorne Michaels.' Ultimately, that's all this shrugging disappointment is: a Saturday Night Live sketch stretched a good hour past its breaking point of no return."  Maybe it's because he's a sexist and has to talk about the powerful man behind the ladies instead of talking about the ladies.   That must be it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The &lt;em&gt;New York Post&lt;/em&gt;'s Lou Lumenick caps off &lt;a href="http://www.nypost.com/seven/04232008/entertainment/movies/film_fest_tribeckons_107690.htm"&gt;an otherwise reasonable review&lt;/a&gt; with a complete piece of shit line: "Men who are coerced into seeing this chick flick may feel like they've been attached to an estrogen drip."  I mean, not piece of shit.  It's very insightful.  About women.  And men.  And inverted versus dangling genitalia.  And babies and other stuff.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=d169a6a75e2bd71db805d757f5d9511f" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=d169a6a75e2bd71db805d757f5d9511f" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=mBXpl3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=mBXpl3" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=1S1I2MG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=1S1I2MG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=h5qJBjG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=h5qJBjG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=KQ2dJqg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=KQ2dJqg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=IZT0iig"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=IZT0iig" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277708450" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-1299751670725528306?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/1299751670725528306/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=1299751670725528306' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1299751670725528306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1299751670725528306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/mama-will-tell-us-what-to-think-about.html' title='&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Baby Mama&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; Will Tell Us What To Think About Women [Gender Studies] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-723671638942736742</id><published>2008-04-24T15:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:56:01.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowing Pixels In The East Village [Art] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/2434200018_2131dbc716.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="370"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;This clever sidewalk art piece, on 9th Street in the East Village, has been removed. But not before Annamarie grabbed a photo (&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/nickgray/2434200018/"&gt;via Nick Gray&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=0bca9a8f35e48ec089da5e59e28429f3" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=0bca9a8f35e48ec089da5e59e28429f3" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=XAgqkd"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=XAgqkd" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=0zHfyvG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=0zHfyvG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=zDzKLCG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=zDzKLCG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=ogBq43g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=ogBq43g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=XvL3R5g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=XvL3R5g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277692211" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-723671638942736742?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/723671638942736742/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=723671638942736742' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/723671638942736742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/723671638942736742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/flowing-pixels-in-east-village-art_4105.html' title='Flowing Pixels In The East Village [Art] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-8287245613809790160</id><published>2008-04-24T15:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:54:01.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowing Pixels In The East Village [Art] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/2434200018_2131dbc716.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="370"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;This clever sidewalk art piece, on 9th Street in the East Village, has been removed. But not before Annamarie grabbed a photo (&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/nickgray/2434200018/"&gt;via Nick Gray&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=0bca9a8f35e48ec089da5e59e28429f3" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=0bca9a8f35e48ec089da5e59e28429f3" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=XAgqkd"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=XAgqkd" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=0zHfyvG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=0zHfyvG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=zDzKLCG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=zDzKLCG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=ogBq43g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=ogBq43g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=XvL3R5g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=XvL3R5g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277692211" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-8287245613809790160?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/8287245613809790160/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=8287245613809790160' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/8287245613809790160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/8287245613809790160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/flowing-pixels-in-east-village-art_24.html' title='Flowing Pixels In The East Village [Art] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-6350840601567127755</id><published>2008-04-24T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:51:06.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowing Pixels In The East Village [Art] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/2434200018_2131dbc716.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="370"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;This clever sidewalk art piece, on 9th Street in the East Village, has been removed. But not before Annamarie grabbed a photo (&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/nickgray/2434200018/"&gt;via Nick Gray&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=0bca9a8f35e48ec089da5e59e28429f3" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=0bca9a8f35e48ec089da5e59e28429f3" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=XAgqkd"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=XAgqkd" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=0zHfyvG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=0zHfyvG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=zDzKLCG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=zDzKLCG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=ogBq43g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=ogBq43g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=XvL3R5g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=XvL3R5g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277692211" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-6350840601567127755?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/6350840601567127755/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=6350840601567127755' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/6350840601567127755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/6350840601567127755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/flowing-pixels-in-east-village-art.html' title='Flowing Pixels In The East Village [Art] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-7046193749417106039</id><published>2008-04-24T15:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:56:04.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rupert Murdoch And Robert Thomson [Rupert Murdoch] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News Corporation tycoon Rupert Murdoch is precisely thirty years older than his lieutenant at the &lt;em&gt;Wall Street Journal, &lt;/em&gt;Robert Thomson. And a birthday is far from the only thing they have in common, as shown by &lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/intel/2008/04/rupert_murdoch_and_robert_thom.html"&gt;this handy list from &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/intel/2008/04/rupert_murdoch_and_robert_thom.html"&gt;Intelligencer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=4ac3ce329c5a6ed958decbc51c182faf" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=4ac3ce329c5a6ed958decbc51c182faf" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=UGZIJN"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=UGZIJN" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=C2wapvG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=C2wapvG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=FuObDhG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=FuObDhG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=VWzweQg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=VWzweQg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=QStW0Mg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=QStW0Mg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277692212" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-7046193749417106039?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/7046193749417106039/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=7046193749417106039' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/7046193749417106039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/7046193749417106039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/rupert-murdoch-and-robert-thomson_8875.html' title='Rupert Murdoch And Robert Thomson [Rupert Murdoch] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-6418381658653586014</id><published>2008-04-24T15:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:54:43.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rupert Murdoch And Robert Thomson [Rupert Murdoch] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News Corporation tycoon Rupert Murdoch is precisely thirty years older than his lieutenant at the &lt;em&gt;Wall Street Journal, &lt;/em&gt;Robert Thomson. And a birthday is far from the only thing they have in common, as shown by &lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/intel/2008/04/rupert_murdoch_and_robert_thom.html"&gt;this handy list from &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/intel/2008/04/rupert_murdoch_and_robert_thom.html"&gt;Intelligencer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=4ac3ce329c5a6ed958decbc51c182faf" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=4ac3ce329c5a6ed958decbc51c182faf" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=UGZIJN"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=UGZIJN" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=C2wapvG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=C2wapvG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=FuObDhG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=FuObDhG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=VWzweQg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=VWzweQg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=QStW0Mg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=QStW0Mg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277692212" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-6418381658653586014?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/6418381658653586014/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=6418381658653586014' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/6418381658653586014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/6418381658653586014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/rupert-murdoch-and-robert-thomson_24.html' title='Rupert Murdoch And Robert Thomson [Rupert Murdoch] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-2864638027176048899</id><published>2008-04-24T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:51:09.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rupert Murdoch And Robert Thomson [Rupert Murdoch] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News Corporation tycoon Rupert Murdoch is precisely thirty years older than his lieutenant at the &lt;em&gt;Wall Street Journal, &lt;/em&gt;Robert Thomson. And a birthday is far from the only thing they have in common, as shown by &lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/intel/2008/04/rupert_murdoch_and_robert_thom.html"&gt;this handy list from &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/intel/2008/04/rupert_murdoch_and_robert_thom.html"&gt;Intelligencer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=4ac3ce329c5a6ed958decbc51c182faf" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=4ac3ce329c5a6ed958decbc51c182faf" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=UGZIJN"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=UGZIJN" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=C2wapvG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=C2wapvG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=FuObDhG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=FuObDhG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=VWzweQg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=VWzweQg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=QStW0Mg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=QStW0Mg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277692212" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-2864638027176048899?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/2864638027176048899/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=2864638027176048899' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2864638027176048899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2864638027176048899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/rupert-murdoch-and-robert-thomson.html' title='Rupert Murdoch And Robert Thomson [Rupert Murdoch] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-1442594088936323097</id><published>2008-04-24T15:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:56:07.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Guillermo Del Toro Should Not Adapt The Hobbit [Movies] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/deltoro_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="deltoro" src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/deltoro_thumb.jpg" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord of the Rings &lt;/em&gt;grandmaster Peter Jackson and New Line announced yesterday that &lt;em&gt;Hellboy &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Pan's Labyrinth &lt;/em&gt;director Guillermo Del Toro will take on a two-film adaptation of J.R.R. Tolkien's &lt;em&gt;The Hobbit &lt;/em&gt;in New Zealand under Jackson's supervision&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;If this sounds like positive news for those who have been waiting for the kids-oriented prequel to come to the big screen, it's not. Since Peter Jackson took on the mother of all literary adaptations in adapting J.R.R. Tolkien's &lt;em&gt;Lord of the Rings &lt;/em&gt;trilogy, the idea that he would bring his epic vision to &lt;em&gt;The Hobbit &lt;/em&gt;loomed on the periphery. Don't get us wrong: Del Toro is a talented director whose last films have been critical and commercial successes. The trouble begins once you seriously consider the details of the two-part project and its execution: New Line, which is still feuding with Jackson over the funding of the original trilogy, didn't make the right move in going ahead with this version of &lt;em&gt;The Hobbit. &lt;/em&gt;We explain why after the jump. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We know what you're saying: come on, at least there will be a production of &lt;em&gt;The Hobbit&lt;/em&gt;! We're with you there, but that in itself is no reason to celebrate. This massive four year undertaking has to avoid too many pitfalls to really work. The coming together of Peter Jackson and New Line for the &lt;em&gt;LOTR &lt;/em&gt;trilogy was an unlikely alliance that made a fortune for all involved. It's a shame that most people who have seen the films haven't seen the extended versions, but what they got was true to the spirit of the books and succeeded on every level. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This doesn't automatically mean the same for &lt;em&gt;The Hobbit&lt;/em&gt;, however. For one, the idea of having Jackson supervise a talented director sounds good on the surface, but not everyone has the financial acumen of the George Lucas and Steven Spielberg &lt;em&gt;Indiana Jones &lt;/em&gt;bromance, and when you're not solely committed to profits at all costs, &lt;a href="http://ap.google.com/article/ALeqM5g1rghSKaT2dpNIRtXcl0FPdTGahAD908KCQO0"&gt;the idea&lt;/a&gt; of a &amp;quot;filmmaking community&amp;quot; may simply be a nice way to say there will be too many cooks in this particular kitchen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/tolkien_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="tolkien" src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/tolkien_thumb.jpg" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In addition, making the shorter &lt;em&gt;Hobbit &lt;/em&gt;may not be, from a production standpoint, that much simpler than Jackson's trilogy. The immense amount of money and time spent will be reminiscent of those three films, yes. When you ignore the big budget and complicated special effects, the final product won't be that similar. While &lt;em&gt;Lord of the Rings &lt;/em&gt;could promise epic marketability,&lt;em&gt; The Hobbit &lt;/em&gt;screams, &amp;quot;What's my audience?&amp;quot; Already turned into a short feature by Ralph Baksi in 1978, the animated version is a good reminder that the story is a meandering odyssey with a tough ending for the screen, and it's more suited for children than an adult audience.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lastly, the prospect of a second prequel has to raise a red flag. It sounds like this will be the way that Del Toro and Jackson get more of the trilogy's popular characters back into the milieu, and the gang has already expressed a desire to reprise their roles. That's a smart idea. &lt;em&gt;The Hobbit&lt;/em&gt; doesn't have as much in the way of kick-ass heroes or battle scenes. It's a quieter, more imaginative story that needs a different feel than the trilogy, and perhaps a different hand behind it. In that sense, not handling the project himself appeared to be a good move for Jackson, but when it comes to the shaky ground of making two prequels that cover a 60-year period, and there's not a clear story or a clear audience, do we really trust &lt;a href="http://www.timeout.com/film/features/show-feature/4666/is-guillermo-del-toro-the-right-man-to-direct-the-hobbit.html"&gt;a first-timer&lt;/a&gt; to the material? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If you still think this is will turn out well, picture this: Del Toro in his new house in New Zealand, getting unpleasant faxes from Jackson and writing partner Phillippa Boyer about scenes left on the cutting room floor, no pizza delivery, and miles to go before he wraps. Don't do it, Guillermo!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Guillermo del Toro to Direct 'Hobbit' [&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.variety.com/VR1117984595.html"&gt;Variety&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://www.pheedo.com/click.phdo?s=5f14c01b126b5db9f32c56250e297fad"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="border: 0;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?s=5f14c01b126b5db9f32c56250e297fad"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=5f14c01b126b5db9f32c56250e297fad" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=V5EuwL"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=V5EuwL" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=aOmguxG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=aOmguxG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=6MojnPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=6MojnPG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=matNWCg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=matNWCg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=07ANpOg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=07ANpOg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277692213" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-1442594088936323097?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/1442594088936323097/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=1442594088936323097' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1442594088936323097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1442594088936323097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-guillermo-del-toro-should-not-adapt_5787.html' title='Why Guillermo Del Toro Should Not Adapt The Hobbit [Movies] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-2132912594531253502</id><published>2008-04-24T15:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:54:46.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Guillermo Del Toro Should Not Adapt The Hobbit [Movies] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/deltoro_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="deltoro" src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/deltoro_thumb.jpg" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord of the Rings &lt;/em&gt;grandmaster Peter Jackson and New Line announced yesterday that &lt;em&gt;Hellboy &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Pan's Labyrinth &lt;/em&gt;director Guillermo Del Toro will take on a two-film adaptation of J.R.R. Tolkien's &lt;em&gt;The Hobbit &lt;/em&gt;in New Zealand under Jackson's supervision&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;If this sounds like positive news for those who have been waiting for the kids-oriented prequel to come to the big screen, it's not. Since Peter Jackson took on the mother of all literary adaptations in adapting J.R.R. Tolkien's &lt;em&gt;Lord of the Rings &lt;/em&gt;trilogy, the idea that he would bring his epic vision to &lt;em&gt;The Hobbit &lt;/em&gt;loomed on the periphery. Don't get us wrong: Del Toro is a talented director whose last films have been critical and commercial successes. The trouble begins once you seriously consider the details of the two-part project and its execution: New Line, which is still feuding with Jackson over the funding of the original trilogy, didn't make the right move in going ahead with this version of &lt;em&gt;The Hobbit. &lt;/em&gt;We explain why after the jump. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We know what you're saying: come on, at least there will be a production of &lt;em&gt;The Hobbit&lt;/em&gt;! We're with you there, but that in itself is no reason to celebrate. This massive four year undertaking has to avoid too many pitfalls to really work. The coming together of Peter Jackson and New Line for the &lt;em&gt;LOTR &lt;/em&gt;trilogy was an unlikely alliance that made a fortune for all involved. It's a shame that most people who have seen the films haven't seen the extended versions, but what they got was true to the spirit of the books and succeeded on every level. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This doesn't automatically mean the same for &lt;em&gt;The Hobbit&lt;/em&gt;, however. For one, the idea of having Jackson supervise a talented director sounds good on the surface, but not everyone has the financial acumen of the George Lucas and Steven Spielberg &lt;em&gt;Indiana Jones &lt;/em&gt;bromance, and when you're not solely committed to profits at all costs, &lt;a href="http://ap.google.com/article/ALeqM5g1rghSKaT2dpNIRtXcl0FPdTGahAD908KCQO0"&gt;the idea&lt;/a&gt; of a &amp;quot;filmmaking community&amp;quot; may simply be a nice way to say there will be too many cooks in this particular kitchen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/tolkien_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="tolkien" src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/tolkien_thumb.jpg" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In addition, making the shorter &lt;em&gt;Hobbit &lt;/em&gt;may not be, from a production standpoint, that much simpler than Jackson's trilogy. The immense amount of money and time spent will be reminiscent of those three films, yes. When you ignore the big budget and complicated special effects, the final product won't be that similar. While &lt;em&gt;Lord of the Rings &lt;/em&gt;could promise epic marketability,&lt;em&gt; The Hobbit &lt;/em&gt;screams, &amp;quot;What's my audience?&amp;quot; Already turned into a short feature by Ralph Baksi in 1978, the animated version is a good reminder that the story is a meandering odyssey with a tough ending for the screen, and it's more suited for children than an adult audience.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lastly, the prospect of a second prequel has to raise a red flag. It sounds like this will be the way that Del Toro and Jackson get more of the trilogy's popular characters back into the milieu, and the gang has already expressed a desire to reprise their roles. That's a smart idea. &lt;em&gt;The Hobbit&lt;/em&gt; doesn't have as much in the way of kick-ass heroes or battle scenes. It's a quieter, more imaginative story that needs a different feel than the trilogy, and perhaps a different hand behind it. In that sense, not handling the project himself appeared to be a good move for Jackson, but when it comes to the shaky ground of making two prequels that cover a 60-year period, and there's not a clear story or a clear audience, do we really trust &lt;a href="http://www.timeout.com/film/features/show-feature/4666/is-guillermo-del-toro-the-right-man-to-direct-the-hobbit.html"&gt;a first-timer&lt;/a&gt; to the material? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If you still think this is will turn out well, picture this: Del Toro in his new house in New Zealand, getting unpleasant faxes from Jackson and writing partner Phillippa Boyer about scenes left on the cutting room floor, no pizza delivery, and miles to go before he wraps. Don't do it, Guillermo!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Guillermo del Toro to Direct 'Hobbit' [&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.variety.com/VR1117984595.html"&gt;Variety&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://www.pheedo.com/click.phdo?s=5f14c01b126b5db9f32c56250e297fad"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="border: 0;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?s=5f14c01b126b5db9f32c56250e297fad"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=5f14c01b126b5db9f32c56250e297fad" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=V5EuwL"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=V5EuwL" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=aOmguxG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=aOmguxG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=6MojnPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=6MojnPG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=matNWCg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=matNWCg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=07ANpOg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=07ANpOg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277692213" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-2132912594531253502?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/2132912594531253502/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=2132912594531253502' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2132912594531253502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2132912594531253502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-guillermo-del-toro-should-not-adapt_24.html' title='Why Guillermo Del Toro Should Not Adapt The Hobbit [Movies] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-5308394905441552592</id><published>2008-04-24T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:51:11.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Guillermo Del Toro Should Not Adapt The Hobbit [Movies] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/deltoro_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="deltoro" src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/deltoro_thumb.jpg" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord of the Rings &lt;/em&gt;grandmaster Peter Jackson and New Line announced yesterday that &lt;em&gt;Hellboy &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Pan's Labyrinth &lt;/em&gt;director Guillermo Del Toro will take on a two-film adaptation of J.R.R. Tolkien's &lt;em&gt;The Hobbit &lt;/em&gt;in New Zealand under Jackson's supervision&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;If this sounds like positive news for those who have been waiting for the kids-oriented prequel to come to the big screen, it's not. Since Peter Jackson took on the mother of all literary adaptations in adapting J.R.R. Tolkien's &lt;em&gt;Lord of the Rings &lt;/em&gt;trilogy, the idea that he would bring his epic vision to &lt;em&gt;The Hobbit &lt;/em&gt;loomed on the periphery. Don't get us wrong: Del Toro is a talented director whose last films have been critical and commercial successes. The trouble begins once you seriously consider the details of the two-part project and its execution: New Line, which is still feuding with Jackson over the funding of the original trilogy, didn't make the right move in going ahead with this version of &lt;em&gt;The Hobbit. &lt;/em&gt;We explain why after the jump. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We know what you're saying: come on, at least there will be a production of &lt;em&gt;The Hobbit&lt;/em&gt;! We're with you there, but that in itself is no reason to celebrate. This massive four year undertaking has to avoid too many pitfalls to really work. The coming together of Peter Jackson and New Line for the &lt;em&gt;LOTR &lt;/em&gt;trilogy was an unlikely alliance that made a fortune for all involved. It's a shame that most people who have seen the films haven't seen the extended versions, but what they got was true to the spirit of the books and succeeded on every level. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This doesn't automatically mean the same for &lt;em&gt;The Hobbit&lt;/em&gt;, however. For one, the idea of having Jackson supervise a talented director sounds good on the surface, but not everyone has the financial acumen of the George Lucas and Steven Spielberg &lt;em&gt;Indiana Jones &lt;/em&gt;bromance, and when you're not solely committed to profits at all costs, &lt;a href="http://ap.google.com/article/ALeqM5g1rghSKaT2dpNIRtXcl0FPdTGahAD908KCQO0"&gt;the idea&lt;/a&gt; of a &amp;quot;filmmaking community&amp;quot; may simply be a nice way to say there will be too many cooks in this particular kitchen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/tolkien_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="tolkien" src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/tolkien_thumb.jpg" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In addition, making the shorter &lt;em&gt;Hobbit &lt;/em&gt;may not be, from a production standpoint, that much simpler than Jackson's trilogy. The immense amount of money and time spent will be reminiscent of those three films, yes. When you ignore the big budget and complicated special effects, the final product won't be that similar. While &lt;em&gt;Lord of the Rings &lt;/em&gt;could promise epic marketability,&lt;em&gt; The Hobbit &lt;/em&gt;screams, &amp;quot;What's my audience?&amp;quot; Already turned into a short feature by Ralph Baksi in 1978, the animated version is a good reminder that the story is a meandering odyssey with a tough ending for the screen, and it's more suited for children than an adult audience.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lastly, the prospect of a second prequel has to raise a red flag. It sounds like this will be the way that Del Toro and Jackson get more of the trilogy's popular characters back into the milieu, and the gang has already expressed a desire to reprise their roles. That's a smart idea. &lt;em&gt;The Hobbit&lt;/em&gt; doesn't have as much in the way of kick-ass heroes or battle scenes. It's a quieter, more imaginative story that needs a different feel than the trilogy, and perhaps a different hand behind it. In that sense, not handling the project himself appeared to be a good move for Jackson, but when it comes to the shaky ground of making two prequels that cover a 60-year period, and there's not a clear story or a clear audience, do we really trust &lt;a href="http://www.timeout.com/film/features/show-feature/4666/is-guillermo-del-toro-the-right-man-to-direct-the-hobbit.html"&gt;a first-timer&lt;/a&gt; to the material? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If you still think this is will turn out well, picture this: Del Toro in his new house in New Zealand, getting unpleasant faxes from Jackson and writing partner Phillippa Boyer about scenes left on the cutting room floor, no pizza delivery, and miles to go before he wraps. Don't do it, Guillermo!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Guillermo del Toro to Direct 'Hobbit' [&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.variety.com/VR1117984595.html"&gt;Variety&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://www.pheedo.com/click.phdo?s=5f14c01b126b5db9f32c56250e297fad"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="border: 0;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?s=5f14c01b126b5db9f32c56250e297fad"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=5f14c01b126b5db9f32c56250e297fad" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=V5EuwL"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=V5EuwL" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=aOmguxG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=aOmguxG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=6MojnPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=6MojnPG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=matNWCg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=matNWCg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=07ANpOg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=07ANpOg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277692213" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-5308394905441552592?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/5308394905441552592/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=5308394905441552592' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/5308394905441552592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/5308394905441552592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-guillermo-del-toro-should-not-adapt.html' title='Why Guillermo Del Toro Should Not Adapt The Hobbit [Movies] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-2449566749040083790</id><published>2008-04-24T14:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:38:24.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meth-head CNN Presenter Goes Into Rehab [Cable News] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%2095-1.jpg" height="158" width="200" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" alt="Picture 95-1" title="" longdesc="" /&gt;Richard Quest, the flamboyant CNN presenter found by New York police in Central Park with crystal meth in his pocket, is to go into rehab for treatment of his drug habit, says the cable news network. This is by now the default escape route for disgraced TV personalities: they disappear from view, while appealing to the public's sympathy, a technique recently demonstrated by drunk-dialing host of &lt;em&gt;The Insider&lt;/em&gt;, Pat O'Brien—twice. Quest also had rope around his genitals and a dildo in his boot, when stopped, making him not just a meth-head but a walking gay cliché.(Previously: &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/382699/cnns-meth+head-has-a-long-history-of-rope-tricks"&gt;watch Quest show off his rope tricks in a clip that foreshadowed his late-night embarrassment&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=785102761fbb6a06a9d7e9a294a386c1" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=785102761fbb6a06a9d7e9a294a386c1" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=Hq4mXu"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=Hq4mXu" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=MP8sAnG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=MP8sAnG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=aOYtEJG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=aOYtEJG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=d1dFb6g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=d1dFb6g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=WltdVUg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=WltdVUg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277675379" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-2449566749040083790?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/2449566749040083790/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=2449566749040083790' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2449566749040083790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2449566749040083790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/meth-head-cnn-presenter-goes-into-rehab_7350.html' title='Meth-head CNN Presenter Goes Into Rehab [Cable News] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-6625204642223017651</id><published>2008-04-24T14:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:34:28.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meth-head CNN Presenter Goes Into Rehab [Cable News] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%2095-1.jpg" height="158" width="200" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" alt="Picture 95-1" title="" longdesc="" /&gt;Richard Quest, the flamboyant CNN presenter found by New York police in Central Park with crystal meth in his pocket, is to go into rehab for treatment of his drug habit, says the cable news network. This is by now the default escape route for disgraced TV personalities: they disappear from view, while appealing to the public's sympathy, a technique recently demonstrated by drunk-dialing host of &lt;em&gt;The Insider&lt;/em&gt;, Pat O'Brien—twice. Quest also had rope around his genitals and a dildo in his boot, when stopped, making him not just a meth-head but a walking gay cliché.(Previously: &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/382699/cnns-meth+head-has-a-long-history-of-rope-tricks"&gt;watch Quest show off his rope tricks in a clip that foreshadowed his late-night embarrassment&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=785102761fbb6a06a9d7e9a294a386c1" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=785102761fbb6a06a9d7e9a294a386c1" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=Hq4mXu"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=Hq4mXu" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=MP8sAnG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=MP8sAnG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=aOYtEJG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=aOYtEJG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=d1dFb6g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=d1dFb6g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=WltdVUg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=WltdVUg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277675379" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-6625204642223017651?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/6625204642223017651/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=6625204642223017651' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/6625204642223017651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/6625204642223017651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/meth-head-cnn-presenter-goes-into-rehab_24.html' title='Meth-head CNN Presenter Goes Into Rehab [Cable News] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-5647778859739125952</id><published>2008-04-24T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:20:56.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meth-head CNN Presenter Goes Into Rehab [Cable News] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%2095-1.jpg" height="158" width="200" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" alt="Picture 95-1" title="" longdesc="" /&gt;Richard Quest, the flamboyant CNN presenter found by New York police in Central Park with crystal meth in his pocket, is to go into rehab for treatment of his drug habit, says the cable news network. This is by now the default escape route for disgraced TV personalities: they disappear from view, while appealing to the public's sympathy, a technique recently demonstrated by drunk-dialing host of &lt;em&gt;The Insider&lt;/em&gt;, Pat O'Brien—twice. Quest also had rope around his genitals and a dildo in his boot, when stopped, making him not just a meth-head but a walking gay cliché.(Previously: &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/382699/cnns-meth+head-has-a-long-history-of-rope-tricks"&gt;watch Quest show off his rope tricks in a clip that foreshadowed his late-night embarrassment&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=785102761fbb6a06a9d7e9a294a386c1" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=785102761fbb6a06a9d7e9a294a386c1" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=Hq4mXu"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=Hq4mXu" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=MP8sAnG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=MP8sAnG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=aOYtEJG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=aOYtEJG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=d1dFb6g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=d1dFb6g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=WltdVUg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=WltdVUg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277675379" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-5647778859739125952?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/5647778859739125952/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=5647778859739125952' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/5647778859739125952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/5647778859739125952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/meth-head-cnn-presenter-goes-into-rehab.html' title='Meth-head CNN Presenter Goes Into Rehab [Cable News] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-3439170612114750863</id><published>2008-04-24T14:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:38:27.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's Doin' The Booger Sugar? [Blind Item Roundup] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="Question_Mark9.jpg" src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/Question_Mark9.jpg" width="200" height="243" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2"/&gt;Happy Friday!  What have you got planned this weekend?  I haven't had a real weekend in a long while, what with pesky funerals and family visits getting in the way.  But not this weekend, no sir.  The whole thing is wide open.  I might see a Gawker commenter tomorrow (don't worry I won't say which one!!!!!!) and that's about it.  If I get bored at all, maybe I'll go do some "booger sugar" (&lt;a href="http://www.nydailynews.com/gossip/2008/04/25/2008-04-25_new_york_minute.html"&gt;really, Ben Widdicombe?&lt;/a&gt;) with this messy New York rock and or roller:  "Which 'sensitive' heartthrob rocker does his best work with a snoot full of booger sugar? Girls who flock to his side at NYC clubs notice he can't go but five minutes between bathroom breaks."  Sounds like fun, huh?  Depressing, soulless fun.  Two more items after the jump.  Guess away and tell me what you're up to this weekend so I can try to avoid you!  (Kidding!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;li&gt;"This used to be B list actor on a hit comedy network show is now C list and hopefully fading fast. BIG dater this guy. Decided that he wanted to give the ladies a little something extra and so had a piercing inserted into a place that 99.999999999999999% of guys would say no thanks. Since he got it installed (is that the right word?) it has just been one big infection, and numerous trips to the doctor. Needless to say, unless his plan included giving the ladies a pus infected mess, he probably ain't getting any for a very long time."  [&lt;a href="http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/"&gt;Crazy Days and Nights&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And here, as I subject you to every Friday, is a snippet of Ted Casablanca's latest strange and mystical incantation: "Fanny Fecal-Farmer is so successful already with her reality boob-tube career, she's gone ahead and bought herself another swank Hollywood compound before unloading her present one. But uh-oh! Fanny first purchased back when the market was considerably more flush, and she was just beginning her rise to the top of the cheeky heap. She overpaid considerably."  Read the rest of the spell &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/gossip/awful/blind/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=a8e4a66584a1cc62f83b1544a8631445" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=a8e4a66584a1cc62f83b1544a8631445" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=pVOPvz"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=pVOPvz" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=UA3HtCG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=UA3HtCG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=5HHtwyG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=5HHtwyG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=EI7dyrg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=EI7dyrg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=gpYO6Ug"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=gpYO6Ug" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277674384" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-3439170612114750863?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/3439170612114750863/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=3439170612114750863' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3439170612114750863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3439170612114750863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/who-doin-booger-sugar-blind-item_3542.html' title='Who&amp;#39;s Doin&amp;#39; The Booger Sugar? [Blind Item Roundup] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-8732104128889007736</id><published>2008-04-24T14:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:34:31.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's Doin' The Booger Sugar? [Blind Item Roundup] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="Question_Mark9.jpg" src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/Question_Mark9.jpg" width="200" height="243" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2"/&gt;Happy Friday!  What have you got planned this weekend?  I haven't had a real weekend in a long while, what with pesky funerals and family visits getting in the way.  But not this weekend, no sir.  The whole thing is wide open.  I might see a Gawker commenter tomorrow (don't worry I won't say which one!!!!!!) and that's about it.  If I get bored at all, maybe I'll go do some "booger sugar" (&lt;a href="http://www.nydailynews.com/gossip/2008/04/25/2008-04-25_new_york_minute.html"&gt;really, Ben Widdicombe?&lt;/a&gt;) with this messy New York rock and or roller:  "Which 'sensitive' heartthrob rocker does his best work with a snoot full of booger sugar? Girls who flock to his side at NYC clubs notice he can't go but five minutes between bathroom breaks."  Sounds like fun, huh?  Depressing, soulless fun.  Two more items after the jump.  Guess away and tell me what you're up to this weekend so I can try to avoid you!  (Kidding!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;li&gt;"This used to be B list actor on a hit comedy network show is now C list and hopefully fading fast. BIG dater this guy. Decided that he wanted to give the ladies a little something extra and so had a piercing inserted into a place that 99.999999999999999% of guys would say no thanks. Since he got it installed (is that the right word?) it has just been one big infection, and numerous trips to the doctor. Needless to say, unless his plan included giving the ladies a pus infected mess, he probably ain't getting any for a very long time."  [&lt;a href="http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/"&gt;Crazy Days and Nights&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And here, as I subject you to every Friday, is a snippet of Ted Casablanca's latest strange and mystical incantation: "Fanny Fecal-Farmer is so successful already with her reality boob-tube career, she's gone ahead and bought herself another swank Hollywood compound before unloading her present one. But uh-oh! Fanny first purchased back when the market was considerably more flush, and she was just beginning her rise to the top of the cheeky heap. She overpaid considerably."  Read the rest of the spell &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/gossip/awful/blind/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=a8e4a66584a1cc62f83b1544a8631445" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=a8e4a66584a1cc62f83b1544a8631445" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=pVOPvz"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=pVOPvz" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=UA3HtCG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=UA3HtCG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=5HHtwyG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=5HHtwyG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=EI7dyrg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=EI7dyrg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=gpYO6Ug"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=gpYO6Ug" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277674384" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-8732104128889007736?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/8732104128889007736/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=8732104128889007736' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/8732104128889007736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/8732104128889007736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/who-doin-booger-sugar-blind-item_24.html' title='Who&amp;#39;s Doin&amp;#39; The Booger Sugar? [Blind Item Roundup] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-6538664931124543536</id><published>2008-04-24T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:21:00.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's Doin' The Booger Sugar? [Blind Item Roundup] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="Question_Mark9.jpg" src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/Question_Mark9.jpg" width="200" height="243" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2"/&gt;Happy Friday!  What have you got planned this weekend?  I haven't had a real weekend in a long while, what with pesky funerals and family visits getting in the way.  But not this weekend, no sir.  The whole thing is wide open.  I might see a Gawker commenter tomorrow (don't worry I won't say which one!!!!!!) and that's about it.  If I get bored at all, maybe I'll go do some "booger sugar" (&lt;a href="http://www.nydailynews.com/gossip/2008/04/25/2008-04-25_new_york_minute.html"&gt;really, Ben Widdicombe?&lt;/a&gt;) with this messy New York rock and or roller:  "Which 'sensitive' heartthrob rocker does his best work with a snoot full of booger sugar? Girls who flock to his side at NYC clubs notice he can't go but five minutes between bathroom breaks."  Sounds like fun, huh?  Depressing, soulless fun.  Two more items after the jump.  Guess away and tell me what you're up to this weekend so I can try to avoid you!  (Kidding!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;li&gt;"This used to be B list actor on a hit comedy network show is now C list and hopefully fading fast. BIG dater this guy. Decided that he wanted to give the ladies a little something extra and so had a piercing inserted into a place that 99.999999999999999% of guys would say no thanks. Since he got it installed (is that the right word?) it has just been one big infection, and numerous trips to the doctor. Needless to say, unless his plan included giving the ladies a pus infected mess, he probably ain't getting any for a very long time."  [&lt;a href="http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/"&gt;Crazy Days and Nights&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And here, as I subject you to every Friday, is a snippet of Ted Casablanca's latest strange and mystical incantation: "Fanny Fecal-Farmer is so successful already with her reality boob-tube career, she's gone ahead and bought herself another swank Hollywood compound before unloading her present one. But uh-oh! Fanny first purchased back when the market was considerably more flush, and she was just beginning her rise to the top of the cheeky heap. She overpaid considerably."  Read the rest of the spell &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/gossip/awful/blind/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=a8e4a66584a1cc62f83b1544a8631445" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=a8e4a66584a1cc62f83b1544a8631445" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=pVOPvz"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=pVOPvz" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=UA3HtCG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=UA3HtCG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=5HHtwyG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=5HHtwyG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=EI7dyrg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=EI7dyrg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=gpYO6Ug"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=gpYO6Ug" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277674384" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-6538664931124543536?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/6538664931124543536/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=6538664931124543536' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/6538664931124543536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/6538664931124543536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/who-doin-booger-sugar-blind-item.html' title='Who&amp;#39;s Doin&amp;#39; The Booger Sugar? [Blind Item Roundup] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-387188945151338222</id><published>2008-04-24T14:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:38:30.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sean Bell Cops Walk [Criminal Justice] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/efba70fd-0c6a-47ec-9d59-ade5a18071e6.hmedium.jpg" height="110" width="161" align="left" alt="Efba70Fd-0C6A-47Ec-9D59-Ade5A18071E6.Hmedium" /&gt;The three New York City police detectives charged with manslaughter in the 2006 shooting death of Sean Bell, 23, on his wedding day as he was leaving his bachelor party with two friends were acquitted of all charges this morning. The officers fired fifty shots at Bell and his friends, who were all unarmed, outside of a Queens strip club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Justice Arthur Cooperman delivered the verdict in a Queens courtroom packed with spectators, including victim Sean Bell's fiancee and parents, as at least 200 people gathered outside the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As word of the verdict spread, many outside the courthouse began crying and yelled 'No!' Some briefly jostled with police officers.The officers, complaining that pretrial publicity had unfairly painted them as cold-blooded killers, opted to have the judge decide the case rather than a jury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Officers Michael Oliver, 36, and Gescard Isnora, 29, stood trial for manslaughter while Officer Marc Cooper, 40, was charged only with reckless endangerment. Two other shooters weren't charged. Oliver squeezed off 31 shots; Isnora fired 11 rounds; and Cooper shot four times." [&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/24305660/"&gt;AP&lt;/a&gt; via MSNBC]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=d3ed906a5eeb0ce8df01e2a550229ea0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=d3ed906a5eeb0ce8df01e2a550229ea0" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=nwYjof"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=nwYjof" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=eNjhmpG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=eNjhmpG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=uVtwXSG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=uVtwXSG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=0bOpulg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=0bOpulg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=kTLRwMg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=kTLRwMg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277674385" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-387188945151338222?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/387188945151338222/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=387188945151338222' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/387188945151338222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/387188945151338222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/sean-bell-cops-walk-criminal-justice_5750.html' title='Sean Bell Cops Walk [Criminal Justice] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-2677203143197139432</id><published>2008-04-24T14:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:34:34.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sean Bell Cops Walk [Criminal Justice] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/efba70fd-0c6a-47ec-9d59-ade5a18071e6.hmedium.jpg" height="110" width="161" align="left" alt="Efba70Fd-0C6A-47Ec-9D59-Ade5A18071E6.Hmedium" /&gt;The three New York City police detectives charged with manslaughter in the 2006 shooting death of Sean Bell, 23, on his wedding day as he was leaving his bachelor party with two friends were acquitted of all charges this morning. The officers fired fifty shots at Bell and his friends, who were all unarmed, outside of a Queens strip club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Justice Arthur Cooperman delivered the verdict in a Queens courtroom packed with spectators, including victim Sean Bell's fiancee and parents, as at least 200 people gathered outside the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As word of the verdict spread, many outside the courthouse began crying and yelled 'No!' Some briefly jostled with police officers.The officers, complaining that pretrial publicity had unfairly painted them as cold-blooded killers, opted to have the judge decide the case rather than a jury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Officers Michael Oliver, 36, and Gescard Isnora, 29, stood trial for manslaughter while Officer Marc Cooper, 40, was charged only with reckless endangerment. Two other shooters weren't charged. Oliver squeezed off 31 shots; Isnora fired 11 rounds; and Cooper shot four times." [&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/24305660/"&gt;AP&lt;/a&gt; via MSNBC]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=d3ed906a5eeb0ce8df01e2a550229ea0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=d3ed906a5eeb0ce8df01e2a550229ea0" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=nwYjof"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=nwYjof" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=eNjhmpG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=eNjhmpG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=uVtwXSG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=uVtwXSG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=0bOpulg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=0bOpulg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=kTLRwMg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=kTLRwMg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277674385" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-2677203143197139432?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/2677203143197139432/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=2677203143197139432' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2677203143197139432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/2677203143197139432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/sean-bell-cops-walk-criminal-justice_24.html' title='Sean Bell Cops Walk [Criminal Justice] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-7239241587636790042</id><published>2008-04-24T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:21:03.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sean Bell Cops Walk [Criminal Justice] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/efba70fd-0c6a-47ec-9d59-ade5a18071e6.hmedium.jpg" height="110" width="161" align="left" alt="Efba70Fd-0C6A-47Ec-9D59-Ade5A18071E6.Hmedium" /&gt;The three New York City police detectives charged with manslaughter in the 2006 shooting death of Sean Bell, 23, on his wedding day as he was leaving his bachelor party with two friends were acquitted of all charges this morning. The officers fired fifty shots at Bell and his friends, who were all unarmed, outside of a Queens strip club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Justice Arthur Cooperman delivered the verdict in a Queens courtroom packed with spectators, including victim Sean Bell's fiancee and parents, as at least 200 people gathered outside the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As word of the verdict spread, many outside the courthouse began crying and yelled 'No!' Some briefly jostled with police officers.The officers, complaining that pretrial publicity had unfairly painted them as cold-blooded killers, opted to have the judge decide the case rather than a jury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Officers Michael Oliver, 36, and Gescard Isnora, 29, stood trial for manslaughter while Officer Marc Cooper, 40, was charged only with reckless endangerment. Two other shooters weren't charged. Oliver squeezed off 31 shots; Isnora fired 11 rounds; and Cooper shot four times." [&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/24305660/"&gt;AP&lt;/a&gt; via MSNBC]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=d3ed906a5eeb0ce8df01e2a550229ea0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=d3ed906a5eeb0ce8df01e2a550229ea0" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=nwYjof"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=nwYjof" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=eNjhmpG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=eNjhmpG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=uVtwXSG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=uVtwXSG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=0bOpulg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=0bOpulg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=kTLRwMg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=kTLRwMg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277674385" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-7239241587636790042?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/7239241587636790042/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=7239241587636790042' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/7239241587636790042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/7239241587636790042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/sean-bell-cops-walk-criminal-justice.html' title='Sean Bell Cops Walk [Criminal Justice] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-3487125277441852439</id><published>2008-04-24T05:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:50:37.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;i&gt;Journal&lt;/i&gt; Held Back &lt;i&gt;Journal&lt;/i&gt; News... Again [Rumormonger] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/OB-BI208_marcus_20080422162521_01.jpg" height="228" width="161" align="left" alt="Ob-Bi208 Marcus 20080422162521" /&gt;Reporters at News Corp.'s &lt;em&gt;The Wall Street Journal&lt;/em&gt; had a story about the ousting of managing editor Marcus Brauchli all ready to go in advance of his departure, but were ordered by &lt;em&gt;Journal&lt;/em&gt; higher-ups to sit on it, according to a source at the paper. That decision, of course, led to the paper getting scooped on its own story. Granted, covering your own news organization is a tricky business. But you'd think they would have learned from making the same wrong move &lt;a href="http://money.cnn.com/2007/05/08/news/companies/journal_editors/index.htm"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt; when they first got involved with News Corp. chair Rupert Murdoch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the embarrassment of getting scooped in their own house, &lt;em&gt;Journal&lt;/em&gt; bosses swore it would never happen again. But it has. This time around, the decision went up the chain of command to Alix Freedman, the departmental managing editor in charge of ethics and standards, according to our source. The tipster says that Freedman then called Brauchli for his opinion, who in turn asked Freedman to hold the story—presumably to give him time to finish ironing out the details of his exit—and she obliged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://www.pheedo.com/click.phdo?s=26124dc1f9ca289ffbb21c517a128d4b"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="border: 0;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?s=26124dc1f9ca289ffbb21c517a128d4b"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=26124dc1f9ca289ffbb21c517a128d4b" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=qmMNxm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=qmMNxm" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=y1boxEG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=y1boxEG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=d4O4haG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=d4O4haG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=P5oGcog"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=P5oGcog" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=PptNmkg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=PptNmkg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277768661" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-3487125277441852439?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/3487125277441852439/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=3487125277441852439' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3487125277441852439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3487125277441852439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/held-back-news-again-rumormonger_24.html' title='&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Journal&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; Held Back &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Journal&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; News... Again [Rumormonger] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-4102285395245531433</id><published>2008-04-24T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:47:54.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;i&gt;Journal&lt;/i&gt; Held Back &lt;i&gt;Journal&lt;/i&gt; News... Again [Rumormonger] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/OB-BI208_marcus_20080422162521_01.jpg" height="228" width="161" align="left" alt="Ob-Bi208 Marcus 20080422162521" /&gt;Reporters at News Corp.'s &lt;em&gt;The Wall Street Journal&lt;/em&gt; had a story about the ousting of managing editor Marcus Brauchli all ready to go in advance of his departure, but were ordered by &lt;em&gt;Journal&lt;/em&gt; higher-ups to sit on it, according to a source at the paper. That decision, of course, led to the paper getting scooped on its own story. Granted, covering your own news organization is a tricky business. But you'd think they would have learned from making the same wrong move &lt;a href="http://money.cnn.com/2007/05/08/news/companies/journal_editors/index.htm"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt; when they first got involved with News Corp. chair Rupert Murdoch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the embarrassment of getting scooped in their own house, &lt;em&gt;Journal&lt;/em&gt; bosses swore it would never happen again. But it has. This time around, the decision went up the chain of command to Alix Freedman, the departmental managing editor in charge of ethics and standards, according to our source. The tipster says that Freedman then called Brauchli for his opinion, who in turn asked Freedman to hold the story—presumably to give him time to finish ironing out the details of his exit—and she obliged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://www.pheedo.com/click.phdo?s=26124dc1f9ca289ffbb21c517a128d4b"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="border: 0;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?s=26124dc1f9ca289ffbb21c517a128d4b"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=26124dc1f9ca289ffbb21c517a128d4b" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=qmMNxm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=qmMNxm" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=y1boxEG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=y1boxEG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=d4O4haG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=d4O4haG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=P5oGcog"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=P5oGcog" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=PptNmkg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=PptNmkg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/277768661" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-4102285395245531433?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/4102285395245531433/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=4102285395245531433' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/4102285395245531433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/4102285395245531433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/held-back-news-again-rumormonger.html' title='&amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Journal&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; Held Back &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;Journal&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; News... Again [Rumormonger] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-1373188302074564359</id><published>2008-04-23T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T08:21:47.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Is The Sapphic Señorita? [Blind Items] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="Question_Mark9.jpg" src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/Question_Mark9.jpg" width="200" height="243" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2"/&gt;Stylists are so lucky!  They don't actually have jobs, yet they make lots and lots of money and get to hang with celebrities and sometimes have lesbionic relations with them.  For example, &lt;a href="http://www.nydailynews.com/gossip/2008/04/24/2008-04-24_new_york_minute.html"&gt;Gatecrasher&lt;/a&gt; hints today:  "Which gorgeous Latina actress is said to have a Sapphic relationship with her hair stylist?"  Could it be Salma Hayek?  Eva Mendes?  The lady from &lt;em&gt;My Name Is Earl&lt;/em&gt;?  Perhaps.  All good possibilities.  But really, I think, there is only one clear answer to this riddle.  And it lies after the jump. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C_elGT8qYfE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C_elGT8qYfE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=2ed9171530bd745a4db2ff9fe3ee3ee8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=2ed9171530bd745a4db2ff9fe3ee3ee8" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=m5ZVa1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=m5ZVa1" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=CPxrp7G"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=CPxrp7G" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=BiRwv4G"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=BiRwv4G" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=kRru9zg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=kRru9zg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=D588y9g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=D588y9g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/276958669" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-1373188302074564359?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/1373188302074564359/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=1373188302074564359' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1373188302074564359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/1373188302074564359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/who-is-sapphic-seorita-blind-items.html' title='Who Is The Sapphic Señorita? [Blind Items] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-4625853147139877632</id><published>2008-04-23T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T08:21:51.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Riedel's Hatred of Mike Nichols' The Country Girl [Theater] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/riedel_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="riedel" src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/riedel_thumb.jpg" width="152" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's no New York theater critic who likes to throw his weight around quite like &lt;a class="autolink" title="Click here to read more posts tagged MICHAEL RIEDEL" href="http://gawker.com/tag/Michael-Riedel/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Michael Riedel&lt;/a&gt; of the &lt;em&gt;Post. &lt;/em&gt;Riedel's &lt;a href="http://www.nypost.com/seven/04232008/entertainment/theater/cobras_and_country_107684.htm"&gt;latest beef&lt;/a&gt; is with legendary &lt;em&gt;Spamalot&lt;/em&gt; director &lt;a class="autolink" title="Click here to read more posts tagged MIKE NICHOLS" href="http://gawker.com/tag/mike-nichols/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Mike Nichols&lt;/a&gt;' version of Clifford Odets' &lt;em&gt;The Country Girl&lt;/em&gt;, which goes before critics for the first time tonight. Although he has yet to view the play, Riedel has spewed constant venom about the production, with his favorite target the show's star, much-honored screen veteran &lt;a class="autolink" title="Click here to read more posts tagged MORGAN FREEMAN" href="http://gawker.com/tag/morgan-freeman/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Morgan Freeman&lt;/a&gt;. The 70-year-old Freeman made the grave error of substituting the name &amp;quot;Mabel Mercer&amp;quot; for &amp;quot;Mabel Beck&amp;quot; this week in previews, and Riedel &lt;a href="http://www.nypost.com/seven/04232008/entertainment/theater/cobras_and_country_107684.htm?page=0"&gt;smelled blood&lt;/a&gt;, terming Freeman &amp;quot;Morgan the Mangler&amp;quot;&amp;#160; and describing the actor's reported flubbing of every other line. Tonight the play opens to critics, but we saw the show last night, and are happy to report Riedel's nastiness is wholly unmerited. More on how wrong &lt;a class="autolink" rel="nofollow" title="Click here to read more posts tagged MICHAEL RIEDEL" title="Click here to read more posts tagged MICHAEL RIEDEL" href="http://gawker.com/tag/Michael-Riedel/"&gt;Michael Riedel&lt;/a&gt; is about this revival of a play Frank Rich termed &amp;quot;near the top of second-rate&amp;quot; after the jump.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Riedel's problems with &lt;em&gt;The Country Girl &lt;/em&gt;don't end with its star. Riedel &lt;a href="http://www.nypost.com/seven/04112008/entertainment/theater/country_restoration_105944.htm"&gt;originally let loose&lt;/a&gt; on reported changes in the first act, and then &lt;a href="http://www.nypost.com/seven/04232008/entertainment/theater/cobras_and_country_107684.htm?page=0"&gt;claimed a hard-won victory&lt;/a&gt; after a six-page scene was re-inserted by Nichols. In last night's performance, the scene appeared as is, and the whole of Odets' vision is remarkably well transformed to the modern stage considering it originally debuted in 1950. The show didn't lack for energy or star power in entertaining an almost full house last night at the Jacobs Theatre, running at just over two hours.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;While Riedel actually does have a point when he highlights the show's weak pre-sales at the box office, and the producers' draconian efforts to ban the media until tonight's performance, he misses the mark when it comes to Freeman's charisma, appeal, and talent.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/freeman_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="freeman" src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/freeman_thumb.jpg" width="207" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In last night's preview, Freeman didn't screw up a single line in portraying washed-up actor Frank Elgin's return to the stage, and he'll entertain in his first return to Broadway since he starred in &lt;em&gt;The Gospel at Colonus (left) &lt;/em&gt;20 years ago. You remember. &lt;em&gt;Fargo &lt;/em&gt;star Frances McDormand plays his wife and Peter Gallagher is his director; both are marvelous complements to Freeman's charming performance as a drunken washed-up loser. Yes, the venerable actor added fuel to Reidel's fire by telling the &lt;em&gt;Times &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/04/20/theater/20webe.html"&gt;this week&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/em&gt;that [m]ostly I don&amp;#8217;t want to do stage. It&amp;#8217;s too much work. Movies, you do a little work, make a lot of money and move on,&amp;quot; but hopefully the response to &lt;em&gt;The Country Girl &lt;/em&gt;will cause him to change his mind. And if not, Riedel will claim credit for that, too.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Cobras and 'Country' [&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nypost.com/seven/04232008/entertainment/theater/cobras_and_country_107684.htm"&gt;New York Post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Assassin [&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://nymag.com/nymetro/arts/features/9224/"&gt;New York&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=307c0435759529dd13892089cb8bc835" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=307c0435759529dd13892089cb8bc835" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=rPFyFb"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=rPFyFb" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=BXu0rAG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=BXu0rAG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=T1n84TG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=T1n84TG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=ov8LTpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=ov8LTpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=s3c6oxg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=s3c6oxg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/276958670" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-4625853147139877632?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/4625853147139877632/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=4625853147139877632' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/4625853147139877632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/4625853147139877632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/michael-riedel-hatred-of-mike-nichols.html' title='Michael Riedel&amp;#39;s Hatred of Mike Nichols&amp;#39; The Country Girl [Theater] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-3548434861628052116</id><published>2008-04-23T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T08:21:57.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nik Deogun [Wall Street Journal] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/Picture%2089-1.jpg" height="204" width="249" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" alt="Picture 89-1" title="" longdesc="" /&gt;Last night, &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006712/refreshed-by-blood"&gt;Gawker compared Nik Deogun of the &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006712/refreshed-by-blood"&gt;Wall Street Journal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006712/refreshed-by-blood"&gt; to Quisling&lt;/a&gt;, the politician who did Nazi Germany's bidding during the occupation of Norway. Unkind. But the Murdoch favorite should at least pretend to be in mourning for his dear colleague, managing editor Marcus Brauchli—and the ancient freedoms of the business newspaper trampled by &lt;a class="autolink" rel="nofollow" title="Click here to read more posts tagged NEWS CORPORATION" title="Click here to read more posts tagged NEWS CORPORATION" href="http://gawker.com/tag/news-corporation/"&gt;News Corporation&lt;/a&gt;'s jackboots. One former colleague of Deogun, the Calcutta-bred manager of the &lt;em&gt;Journal's&lt;/em&gt; Money &amp;#38; Investing section, writes in: "Never have truer words been written than your post on &lt;a class="autolink" rel="nofollow" title="Click here to read more posts tagged NIK DEOGUN" title="Click here to read more posts tagged NIK DEOGUN" href="http://gawker.com/tag/nik-deogun/"&gt;Nik Deogun&lt;/a&gt;. Friends of mine still there said he was swanning around the newsroom the morning of the Marcus news with a big smile on his face."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5002170/the-end-of-the-a+hed"&gt;The end of the A-hed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006510/why-it-has-to-be-thomson-atop-the-journal"&gt;Why Robert Thomson is the man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006586/old-man-in-a-hurry"&gt;Rupert Murdoch: An old man in a hurry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006712/refreshed-by-blood"&gt;Winners and losers in Murdoch's occupation of the &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006712/refreshed-by-blood"&gt;Journal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=449accd63504cd5739c0bc45403dd296" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=449accd63504cd5739c0bc45403dd296" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=E2YOip"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=E2YOip" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=3VCE4xG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=3VCE4xG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=kWGVHhG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=kWGVHhG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=EzgiXog"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=EzgiXog" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=dM1yqwg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=dM1yqwg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/276958671" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-3548434861628052116?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/3548434861628052116/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=3548434861628052116' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3548434861628052116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3548434861628052116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/nik-deogun-wall-street-journal.html' title='Nik Deogun [Wall Street Journal] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-291052855695555573</id><published>2008-04-23T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T08:22:02.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking: Girls Wear Girl Clothes [Thursgay Styles] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="dresses.jpg" src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/dresses.jpg" width="300" height="313" align="right" hspace="4" vspace="2" /&gt;We were going to hate on this prototypically obvious &lt;a class="autolink" rel="nofollow" title="Click here to read more posts tagged THURSGAY STYLES" title="Click here to read more posts tagged THURSGAY STYLES" href="http://gawker.com/tag/thursgay-styles/"&gt;Thursgay Styles&lt;/a&gt; piece about how some women wear dresses even though shockingly unfeminine "trousers" are the next big thing (Katharine Hepburn could not be reached for comment) but we ended up being kinda charmed by it because basically it's Spring and it's getting nice out and &lt;a class="autolink" rel="nofollow" title="Click here to read more posts tagged GUY TREBAY" title="Click here to read more posts tagged GUY TREBAY" href="http://gawker.com/tag/guy-trebay/"&gt;Guy Trebay&lt;/a&gt; quotes that bit in &lt;i&gt;&lt;a class="autolink" rel="nofollow" title="Click here to read more posts tagged CITIZEN KANE" title="Click here to read more posts tagged CITIZEN KANE" href="http://gawker.com/tag/citizen-kane/"&gt;Citizen Kane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; where Mr. Bernstein talks about the girl on the ferry. Are we going soft? If it helps, &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/04/24/fashion/24CODES.html?ref=fashion"&gt;the piece&lt;/a&gt; on how men are wearing patterns that clash &lt;i&gt;on purpose&lt;/i&gt; suitably annoyed us. Anyway: pants! On girls! That'll be the day! [&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/04/24/fashion/24DRESSES.html"&gt;NYT&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=c5766610c6713eb5281d8d02e260d116" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=c5766610c6713eb5281d8d02e260d116" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=B2C5VQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=B2C5VQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=936DwTG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=936DwTG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=8AfYmwG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=8AfYmwG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=RNaV84g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=RNaV84g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=0DEP05g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=0DEP05g" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/276958672" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-291052855695555573?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/291052855695555573/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=291052855695555573' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/291052855695555573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/291052855695555573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/breaking-girls-wear-girl-clothes.html' title='Breaking: Girls Wear Girl Clothes [Thursgay Styles] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-5977868613969604534</id><published>2008-04-23T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T08:22:05.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drugs [The Hills] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="stephaniepratt.jpg" src="http://gawker.com/assets/resources/2008/04/stephaniepratt.jpg" width="300" height="334" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2"/&gt;A cast member of &lt;em&gt;&lt;a class="autolink" rel="nofollow" title="Click here to read more posts tagged THE HILLS" title="Click here to read more posts tagged THE HILLS" href="http://gawker.com/tag/the-hills/"&gt;The Hills&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; has a checkered, druggie past!  Oh, wait.  It's someone no one cares about.  &lt;a class="autolink" rel="nofollow" title="Click here to read more posts tagged STEPHANIE PRATT" title="Click here to read more posts tagged STEPHANIE PRATT" href="http://gawker.com/tag/stephanie-pratt/"&gt;Stephanie Pratt&lt;/a&gt;, sister of mustache-curling puppet master Spencer, was one of those meth heads or tweekers or whatever you're calling them these days.  Her family shipped her off to all-too-famous Promises in Pasadena, and now she's clean and sober and, after lots of procedures, mostly free of face-picking scars.  Oh, and in &lt;em&gt;The Hills&lt;/em&gt; she's found a new, safer (we think) way of demeaning herself!  [&lt;a href="http://laragmag.com/stephanie-pratts-meth-addiction-past/"&gt;LA Rag Mag&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://www.pheedo.com/click.phdo?s=fc1032556a3f667fca039bc5622d7aac"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="border: 0;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?s=fc1032556a3f667fca039bc5622d7aac"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=fc1032556a3f667fca039bc5622d7aac" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=rUYj40"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=rUYj40" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=0zfyO2G"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=0zfyO2G" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=v4cn8ZG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=v4cn8ZG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=YO0QkUg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=YO0QkUg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=GEQNKBg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=GEQNKBg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/276958673" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-5977868613969604534?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/5977868613969604534/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=5977868613969604534' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/5977868613969604534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/5977868613969604534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/drugs-hills.html' title='Drugs [The Hills] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-3410718022122049913</id><published>2008-04-23T14:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T08:12:04.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand Theft Auto's Warped View of New York City [Sneak Peek] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006778/grand-theft-autos-warped-view-of-new-york-city"&gt;The image associated with this post is best viewed using a browser.&lt;/a&gt;The Liberty City of Rockstar's crime-celebrating Playstation game, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/tag/grand-theft-auto/" title="Click here to read more posts tagged GRAND THEFT AUTO" class="autolink" rel="nofollow"&gt;Grand Theft Auto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, was always based on New York. In the videogame's fourth outing next week, the city is much more fully realized—but intriguingly off-kilter. For example, Liberty City (like the metropolis upon which it is modelled) has five boroughs. Broker is the equivalent of Brooklyn, Queens is Dukes, the Bronx is Bohan and Manhattan is Algonquin. And the fifth? Staten Island was too dull, so the makers of &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/tag/grand-theft-auto/" title="Click here to read more posts tagged GRAND THEFT AUTO" class="autolink" rel="nofollow"&gt;Grand Theft Auto&lt;/a&gt; have annexed New Jersey, renamed Alderney. (Both Jersey and Alderney are islands in the English Channel.) As you can see from these screenshots from the game below, Liberty City is recognizable, but altered, disturbingly. Of course, the screenshots we want are from the live gameplay. The central character of &lt;em&gt;&lt;a class="autolink" rel="nofollow" title="Click here to read more posts tagged GRAND THEFT AUTO" href="http://gawker.com/tag/grand-theft-auto/"&gt;Grand Theft Auto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, a tough immigrant called Niko Belic, has in this latest version of the game the ability to perform new actions, such as calling women for dates. He can also become intoxicated, causing him "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grand_Theft_Auto_IV"&gt;to stumble and the camera to blur and bounce about&lt;/a&gt;". Any &lt;em&gt;GTA&lt;/em&gt; fans: &lt;a href="mailto:nick@gawker.com"&gt;please send video of a drunk Niko on the equivalent of the Lower East Side&lt;/a&gt;. After the jump, spot the differences between the real New York, and &lt;em&gt;Grand Theft Auto's&lt;/em&gt; vision of the city.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/boothtunnelgta.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/chinatowngta.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/statueofhappinessgta.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/dinergta.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/majesticgta.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/middleparkgta.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/citygta.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/citygta2.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/gtachurch.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/skyscapegta.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/watergta.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/trainbridgegta.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img alt="" style="border: 0; height:1px; width:1px;" border="0" src="http://www.pheedo.com/img.phdo?i=67e91daebedc4e00244328e0bac51056" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pheedo.com/feeds/tracker.php?i=67e91daebedc4e00244328e0bac51056" style="display: none;" border="0" height="1" width="1" alt=""/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?a=bOwBm4"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~a/gawker/full?i=bOwBm4" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=matQcIG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=matQcIG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=yoY2fcG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=yoY2fcG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=E2hqHpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=E2hqHpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?a=x0DVJzg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~f/gawker/full?i=x0DVJzg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~4/276939724" height="1" width="1"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3140103524362869999-3410718022122049913?l=b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/feeds/3410718022122049913/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3140103524362869999&amp;postID=3410718022122049913' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3410718022122049913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3140103524362869999/posts/default/3410718022122049913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b9rxgtxnj.blogspot.com/2008/04/grand-theft-auto-warped-view-of-new_23.html' title='Grand Theft Auto&amp;#39;s Warped View of New York City [Sneak Peek] '/><author><name>dlvbcq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07852748773771897483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3140103524362869999.post-748132060883117862</id><published>2008-04-23T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T07:51:29.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand Theft Auto's Warped View of New York City [Sneak Peek] </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5006778/grand-theft-autos-warped-view-of-new-york-city"&gt;The image associated with this post is best viewed using a browser.&lt;/a&gt;The Liberty City of Rockstar's crime-celebrating Playstation game, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/tag/grand-theft-auto/" title="Click here to read more posts tagged GRAND THEFT AUTO" class="autolink" rel="nofollow"&gt;Grand Theft Auto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, was always based on New York. In the videogame's fourth outing next week, the city is much more fully realized—but intriguingly off-kilter. For example, Liberty City (like the metropolis upon which it is modelled) has five boroughs. Broker is the equivalent of Brooklyn, Queens is Dukes, the Bronx is Bohan and Manhattan is Algonquin. And the fifth? Staten Island was too dull, so the makers of &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/tag/grand-theft-auto/" title="Click here to read more posts tagged GRAND THEFT AUTO" class="autolink" rel="nofollow"&gt;Grand Theft Auto&lt;/a&gt; have annexed New Jersey, renamed Alderney. (Both Jersey and Alderney are islands in the English Channel.) As you can see from these screenshots from the game below, Liberty City is recognizable, but altered, disturbingly. Of course, the screenshots we want are from the live gameplay. The central character of &lt;em&gt;&lt;a class="autolink" rel="nofollow" title="Click here to read more posts tagged GRAND THEFT AUTO" href="http://gawker.com/tag/grand-theft-auto/"&gt;Grand Theft Auto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, a tough immigrant called Niko Belic, has in this latest version of the game the ability to perform new actions, such as calling women for dates. He can also become intoxicated, causing him "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grand_Theft_Auto_IV"&gt;to stumble and the camera to blur and bounce about&lt;/a&gt;". Any &lt;em&gt;GTA&lt;/em&gt; fans: &lt;a href="mailto:nick@gawker.com"&gt;please send video of a drunk Niko on the equivalent of the Lower East Side&lt;/a&gt;. After the jump, spot the differences between the real New York, and &lt;em&gt;Grand Theft Auto's&lt;/em&gt; vision of the city.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/boothtunnelgta.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/chinatowngta.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/statueofhappinessgta.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/dinergta.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/majesticgta.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/middleparkgta.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/citygta.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/citygta2.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/gtachurch.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/skyscapegta.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/watergta.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2008/04/trainbridgegta.jpg" align="left" hspace="4" vspace="2" width="494" height="277"  style="display:block;float:none;display:block;float:none"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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