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Survival of the Prettiest: Gawker vs. NYer Softball
Unfortunately, his lucky Gap khakis failed him. More »
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Live Girls on Stage!*
Our arousing, alluring, and altogether sexilicious brother Fleshbot is still seeking some talented new writers. More bodacious than "supervising" a shift at Hooters, more literarily smutty than fetching coffee at Nerve, it's simply the hottest, raunchiest, dirtiest, most delicious, most climactic writing job there is. Here's what Pervy McPerv came out of his locked bedroom long enough to say: More »
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Battle of the Titans: Gawker vs. Onion Softball
There was apparently some important play going on here, but an intern brought Corona and we stopped watching. More »
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Letter From the Editors: We're Actually Not Too Drunk to Work
No, seriously. We've been up since before 7 AM, wanting nothing more to post on this here web-log but, alas, our server ate its own small intestine and then crapped itself out. As such, we're just getting back online now. More »
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• Judy Miller goes to jail — and looks fabulous on her way there.
• Matt Cooper doesn't go to jail.
• And, elsewhere, Lil' Kim is sentenced to a year and a day for perjury.
• Angelina adopts a baby boy with Brad. Or a baby girl on her own. Whichever.
• At the Observer, a new website but no lunch breaks.
• Old Kurt Andersen had a farm. A completely unironic farm.
• Natalie Portman, terrorist?
• Staten Island high-school basketball coach indicted for spanking students. Which apparently is frowned upon.
• And, to cap it all off, maybe William Rehnquist is retiring. Swell.
Gawker's Week in Review: Bombs, Jail, and Rehnquist
• Some bad shit went down in London, and we were, characteristically, obnoxiously insensitive about it. Even more characteristically, so was Greg Gutfield.• Judy Miller goes to jail — and looks fabulous on her way there.
• Matt Cooper doesn't go to jail.
• And, elsewhere, Lil' Kim is sentenced to a year and a day for perjury.
• Angelina adopts a baby boy with Brad. Or a baby girl on her own. Whichever.
• At the Observer, a new website but no lunch breaks.
• Old Kurt Andersen had a farm. A completely unironic farm.
• Natalie Portman, terrorist?
• Staten Island high-school basketball coach indicted for spanking students. Which apparently is frowned upon.
• And, to cap it all off, maybe William Rehnquist is retiring. Swell.
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Advertiser Pyrotechnics
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• Time's guerrilla marketing continues to fail to impress.
• Hipsters head north; yuppies head further north.
• Kathy Hilton's reality show debuts, sucks.
• It was the gayest week ever at Gawker. Not that there's anything wrong with that.
• Of course celebrities are special. Even your brain cells think so.
• There's nothing wrong with Maxim. Other than everything that was wrong with it in the first place.
• Find New York ATM-emptyingly expensive? Turns out there are 12 cities even worse.
• Chicago Tribune publishes list of country's 50 best magazines, reminding you why you don't pay attention to Midwesterners in the first place.
• And how would we have made it through the week without Lindsay Lohan?
Gawker's Week in Review: It's a Gay, Gay, Gay, Gay World
• Nationally renowned psychiatry expert Dr. Tom Cruise goes on Today show, having clearly forgotten to take his own meds.• Time's guerrilla marketing continues to fail to impress.
• Hipsters head north; yuppies head further north.
• Kathy Hilton's reality show debuts, sucks.
• It was the gayest week ever at Gawker. Not that there's anything wrong with that.
• Of course celebrities are special. Even your brain cells think so.
• There's nothing wrong with Maxim. Other than everything that was wrong with it in the first place.
• Find New York ATM-emptyingly expensive? Turns out there are 12 cities even worse.
• Chicago Tribune publishes list of country's 50 best magazines, reminding you why you don't pay attention to Midwesterners in the first place.
• And how would we have made it through the week without Lindsay Lohan?
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Gawker's Week in Review: Misty Watercolored Memories of Stadiums, 'Radar,' and Mr. Big
• Think the defeat of the West Side Stadium means New York won't get a new sports arena? Think again. And again. And again.• Radar reports that Russian gadfly Inna De Silva may or may not have fleeced New York mag and Phoebe Eaton for a luxury vacation in Monaco on Kurt Andersen's editorial watch. Eaton says it's untrue, Radar says it is. We're too hot to investigate further.
• Can't quite get your mind around the TomKat trainwreck? Neither could we. Fortunately, trainwreck expert Lizzie Grubman was there to help us through this trying time.
• Like, it's so totally awesome that Mr. Big knows our name. Now if only he'd stop lying about us.
• It's amazing what your gay ex-husband's oil millions can buy: Gawker spies visited the HuffPost's pleasure dome.
• A famous editor has a diaper fetish, but we have no idea who it is.
• Tucker Carlson's MSNBC show debuted, and Henry the Intern once again has a reason to live.
• We get ignored at lunch.
• And it was a sad week for notorious New York real estate.
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Dreams That You Dare to Dream Really Do Come True: Get Paid to Surf Porn
We usually try to keep friends away from our pervy little brother — God only knows what he might pull from his nightstand and casually suggest might be interesting to "experiment" with. This particular romp, however, seems reasonably wholesome. We'll leave the seduction to him:Ever wanted to experience the exciting, glamorously underpaid life of a semiprofessional porn blogger? Well, here's your chance: Fleshbot is looking for additions to our editorial team to help mind the shop over the summer (and beyond, if things work out). Our ideal applicant(s) will have both a dirty mind and a keen eye for the sexy side of pop culture; be able to date photographs of Jenna Jameson based on her hair color and breast size; and know the proper use of semicolons.Heh. He said "semicolons." More »
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Letter From the Editors: A Double Pleasure Is Waiting for You
This was taken at approximately 7:30 this morning. More »
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Guest Editor: Thank You For Being A Friend
Well, I made it. I spent one week as the final guest editor here, and I somehow made it through without breaking any of the furniture. This is the first real, live blogging I've ever done, and I hope, when the new guy comes in Monday, I have not devalued the franchise to level of a penny stock, or, say, Salon. Thank you to the lovely Ms. Coen for fixing all my screwups and being a lovely host, to the readers for tolerating me and to Cinemax Adult On Demand, which filled in all those "downtime" gaps. Read The Black Table, pre-order my new book, hold your kittens tight and, of course, root for the Cardinals to whup up the Yankees this weekend. Let's get krump!—Will Leitch
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A Public Cry For Help: Save Intern Neel!
In times of crisis, we try not to be complete assholes. So: One of our loyal, handsome interns, Neel Shah, has just completed his tour of duty at everyone's favorite fake Ivy, Dartmouth (where he was referred to as a "campus gadfly"). He even graduated cum laude — but don't tell his parents, or he'll shame the family as the only Indian who failed to pull magna. Besides interning at Gawker for the past year, Neel also knows how to type words and create sentences, having honed his skills at The Black Table and the Observer. More »
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Our Advertisers Give Us Chinchilla Panties
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