Well. We went to the NAF's website, and, quite frankly, we know what we're going to do the next time we're having trouble sleeping. Should you be made of sturdier stuff, we invite you to explore and send us your suggestions. One name, however, did pop up before the silky fingers of Morpheus danced about our eyes: James Fallows, Atlantic Monthly National Correspondent and tech-savvy mofo. (We understand that he's currently in Shanghai.) We're actually pretty sure this is your man, but suggestions to the contrary can be sent to the usual address.

Mickey: It Wasn't Me [BloggingHeads]
New America Foundation
At Home In Shanghai [Slate]

Earlier: JoeJournalist.com: Could One Of These Men Be JoeJournalist? Yeah, Maybe.

• "Perhaps Joe Journalist was Tom Wolfe? Would fit the description. TomWolfe.com was created July 20, 1998. Gladwell's site went up in September of 2004, BTW."
  
• "Reeks of Brit Hume. He was a computer geek before most of the world knew what a computer geek was. But don't quote me on that!"
  
• "I'd always assumed that stupid Kinsley column was referencing Josh—excuse Joshua Micah Marshall's—excruciatingly self-infatuated blog"
  
• Isn't it Adam Nagourney?
  
• "Wouldn't it be Matt Drudge?" [No. —ed.]
  
• "It's definitely Andy Glass."

  We'd actually be inclined to buy that last one, assuming we knew who the fuck Andy Glass is. Thanks for playing. More on this stunning story if it ever develops.

  Earlier: JoeJournalist.com: World's Most Boring Guessing Game Continues
  

The first person I knew who had a Web site of his own was a fellow Washington journalist. This was when many journalists were still just getting into e-mail, but the URL for this Web site quickly circulated around town and around the world. Why? Well, we were all impressed by the technological savvy. But we were absolutely astounded by the solipsism. What on earth had gotten into Joe (not his real name)? This was a modest, soft-spoken, and self-effacing fellow, yet his Web site portrayed him as an egotistical monster. Or so it seemed at the time. All of the elements that struck us as obnoxious maybe eight years ago no longer seem that way. In fact, they are now virtually required for any writer's Web site. The Web address, of course, was his name: JoeJournalist.com. It's hard to recapture why that even seemed pretentious. But it did. Then there was his deadpan list of books he'd written and awards he'd won. And quotes from other journalists about how wonderful he is.

Speculation, naturally, has centered around Andrew Sullivan and Mickey Kaus. (Kaus denies that it's either of him, although his disavowal of Sullivan is more a case of getting a dig in at Andrew, which is pretty much Mickey's raison d' tre these days.) In any event, a well-connected tipster raises another possibility: "Kinsley's talking about Gladwell, I believe. When www.malcolmgladwell.com first appeared — 97? 98? — it caused much twitter in such circles. Gladwell was modest and self-effacing at the time, and may well still be — I never see him." (Note to tipster: You can't miss him; it's the hair. Ba dump bump.) Sounds good to us, except that Kinsley mentions the "deadpan list of books he'd written"; did Gladwell write anything before Blink? Could Kinsley be changing a few of the details around? Is this maybe the least interesting blind item guessing game ever? Answers or further candidates here.

Like I Care [Slate]
Michael Kinsley Holds Our Interest For Record One Paragraph [Wonkette]

• We think it's kind of tacky to mock a Parkinson's patient for writing a doddering, fogeyish column about the Internet. So we'll let Wonkette do it. Anyway, our guess as to the mystery journalist is Kaus. [Slate]
  
• Boo hoo hoo, Washington Post reporters now have to go through the same appraisal system everyone else in the white collar world goes through annually. [NYO]
  
• Allison Benedikt officially named Voice film editor. [The Reeler]
  
• Military fantasist/departing Cond Nast Steve Florio to open a restaurant. Damn it, Graydon, see what you started? [NYP]
  
• Tribune wants to delay its buyout, presumably because no one was dumb enough to pay the premium on what they're selling. [LAT]
  
• "Tomato-haired beauty" Maureen Dowd "has the greatest job in America." Also, she is not Tony Dungy. There's a reason some stuff is only published on the Web. [The Nation]
  
• Jon Friedman is the meat in a Julia Allison/Melissa Lafsky sandwich. Yes, there's a reason we didn't throw the picture up here. [ETP]
  
• We're just gonna quote Romenesko on this one: "Dobbs overdose." [Mother Jones]
  
• What we need more of is Tory Burch profiles. Thanks for making that dream come true, Vanity Fair. [WWD]
  
• Portfolio should just buy the Wall Street Journal and be done with it. [NYP]
  
• "Fuck IvyGate." [NYO]
  
• Correction of the Day: "An article and headline on Saturday about the Staten Island Museum, which is celebrating it's 125th anniversary, referred incorrectly to one item in the museum's collection of curiosities. It is a four-legged - not four-headed - chicken." [NYT]
  
• Bonus Correction: "An article last Wednesday about Jim Leff, a founder of the Internet discussion group www.chowhound.com, misstated the number of continents on which the food writer Mimi Sheraton has searched for bialys. It is five, not two." [NYT]

Online Media and the Future of Journalism [Slate]

"I'm looking for a masochist. If your dream trip doesn't involve a five-star hotel in Rome or Bora-Bora, but a bedbug-infested mattress in a malarial jungle as hungry jackals yelp outside—then read on." He adds, "Don't expect comfort so much as diarrhea." How on earth did Kristof know about my bedbugs-and-jackals-and-diarrhea fantasy? Bob Woodward promised me he wouldn't tell anyone else.

Then he imagines the come-on for "Win a Trip With Tom Friedman":

"The world, as you know, is flat. If you're not afraid to fall off the edge, if you dream of running up travel expenses that would finance Hannibal's army, if you fantasize about meeting presidents and prime ministers and reminding them that the world is flat, if you can go to Davos and Aspen and Bilderberg and still get it up for the Bohemian Grove, then you may be the right person to accompany me on a unique 'World Is Flat World Tour.' We will be staying in the best hotels and interviewing world leaders day and night. You may find yourself discoursing in Arabic about the flatness of the world with a group of Saudi princes, or even asking the Pope himself, 'Do you agree with Tom Friedman that the world is flat?' All it takes to apply is a 700-word essay on 'Why the World is Flat.'" Tom himself will choose the winner, and they'll immediately be off to St. Petersburg, where you will get to operate the PowerPoint for Tom's presentation titled: "Flatter Will Get You Nowhere: The Limits of World Flatness."

There's more.

Like, "Win a Trip With Maureen Dowd":

"Are you girl enough to come shopping with me and my best friend, Jill? Can you dis the defense department and find the shoe department at the same time?"

And some Washington Post equivalents, like "Win a Trip With George Will" ("Finally admitting his uncanny resemblance to Mr. Peabody, the scholarly time-traveling dog on the Rocky and Bullwinkle cartoon show, George takes a lucky companion back to the 18th century, where they will explain the original meaning of the Declaration of Independence to its signers" and "Win a Trip With David Broder" ("You'll interview more lieutenant governors than there are stars on the flag").

But we know which contest we most want to enter: "Win a Trip With Michael Kinsley." That's where you sit at home and make toss off bon mots and witticisms about stuff in the news.

Wonder what that would be like?

Win a Date With E.J. Dionne [Slate]
Earlier: Win a Romantic Getaway With Nick Kristof!

   The first media party since I arrived in New York, the Slate event at which Jacob Weisberg was unveiled as the online magazine's new editor. I have to gush.
   Sure, the crowd were bitchy. A New York Sun reporter was overheard dishing the dirt on the embryonic newspaper to Kurt Andersen, formerly of Inside, who will of course keep the information entirely to himself. And it was all inside baseball. What did Ned Desmond's new title at Business 2.0 really mean? As if anyone really cares. Everybody hates Wired's Chris Anderson except for James Truman and Si Newhouse. Not true, actually. Most people who know Anderson think he's a smart and charming guy.
   But, dammit, New York media people are witty, and that isn't a word I've used in a while. Even the speeches - by Weisberg and Michael Kinsley, his predecessor - were entertaining. Kinsley, who said the change in editors was what Microsoft called a reorg, told a couple of good Redmond jokes. My walker for the evening, recently transplanted from San Francisco, said she was exhausted. Too many smart people, and the obligation to make intelligent conversation.
· Slate's new editor based in New York [Seattle Times]