Dilbert creator Scott Adams was caught last week using a sockpuppet account to praise himself and slag off his critics on Internet message boards, like a chump. Today he published a 3,000-word explanation of why you idiots on the Internet made him do it.

Two Russian girls paid $3000 to come to America for work. They were told to report to a shady New York nightclub to become 'hostesses'. A concerned friend posted about it on Metafilter. They were apparently saved.

As a human being with a soul in there somewhere, I've avoided blogging about the Xeni-Violet scandal. But as a wannabe comedy writer, I found myself obsessively poring over the 1,200-plus Metafilter comments on our report. I'd forgotten why I love-hated Metafilter: It's a boyzone of spiteful, pseudonymous insult…

Coined by R. Stevens in his webcomic Diesel Sweeties, "social nerdwanking" means lording your social-network superiority over others, which is secretly the only reason you bother with Facebook, Tumblr, Twitter, Orkut, and every other social network. Except your legitimate if fruitless use of Adult FriendFinder.

Last week's convergence of beer, hipsters and destructive tendencies at 196 Grand left porcelain toilets shattered, windows broken and four men in jail. Its legacy has not only been marked in dented drywall, videos and an unreasonable amount of Gawker posts but also in mysterious phone calls. Apparently some dude who…

That's what Metafilter's internerds are currently trying to decide. Not that the Third Ave. frathole is lacking for competition: other popular candidates include Mars Bar—"they have always been cleaning up after a fight any time I've been in there" and "most of the staff and clientele resembel [sic] Johnny Thunders…

"As long as I've had my culele, I've wondered what 'normal' is," asked a lady nicknamed Ambrosia Voyeur on Ask Metafilter, back on December 1st. Three months later, the debate and descriptions rage on. "9 volt battery" is popular; other contenders include "aluminum foil," "sweet flower," "metallic tuna," "cumin,"…

So Google counts over 23 billion pages on the Internet — who cares? Nothing's really online until it's been "Dugg," "Farked," and "Boing Boinged." And when your new quirky blog post ("Meta-Katamari George Bush MacBook Pro Naked") gets passed around the memepool, it'll be surrounded by John Battelle's ads.

The blogging power couple that conquered Metafilter (and some rag called the New Yorker) makes it official. Ex-SFers Jason Kottke and Meg Hourihan say "I do" tomorrow in NYC.

The internet is made up primarily of smart people who waste a lot of time. Some of those smart people have a lot of helpful hints over at MetaFilter for the less smart ones looking to waste time too without the bosses finding out. This is required reading for those of you who feed us our memos and leaks. Here's a…

Some jokes, mainly recycled, about Gawker. A bit of context: Metafilter is a weblog community, which hates everything Gawker stands for. And I do hope they can pinpoint what Gawker stands for, because we haven't quite defined that yet. I'm sure I've heard this one before, but it still made me chuckle:
Q. How many…