It's true: Julia Allison is dating John McCain's son Jack. And the dalliance will bring the internet famemonger long-lost levels of attention, despite protestations to the contrary. Her camera has certainly been busy.

The journalism student who got into an email fight with Apple CEO Steve Jobs has posted a tipsy webcam video which she says will be the first in a series. Meet a fameball in the making, Chelsea Kate Isaacs.

Jodie Fisher's days of fame-seeking might be well behind her, but the woman who claimed sexual harassment by Hewlett Packard's CEO is getting pushed further into the limelight: Playboy has now posted online 16 pictures from a 1980 Fisher shoot.

Former dating columnist Julia Allison will teach you how to fameball at Learning Annex for $45, way less than Parsons' protocelebrity program. But don't expect financial advice: Amid turnover at her startup, Allison is considering applying to Stanford Business School.

On what twisted planet does a Harvard grad leave a law firm to work for Julia Allison? On this one, apparently. We once dared to hope microcelebrity was dead, felled by the economy and oversupply. Perhaps we were wrong.

Julia Allison wants to be a Web mogul. Foreman of a fameball factory. Oprah to a dozen young Dr. Phils. In short, she'd like to replicate herself. Ominously, for such grand ambitions, she's recruiting on Cragslist.

Eric Lodwick is the brother of hipster Web millionaire Jakob Lodwick. He's also now Lyle Lodwick, at least as far as his modeling career goes. Is it fair to tie the Topshop poster boy to his notorious fameball brother?

Julia Allison no longer has her last proper job, at Time Out New York. Her reality show fizzled; a business partner ditched her. The archetypal protocelebrity was reduced to shilling for an amusement park. Time for a rebirth, via hair.

Julia Allison sounds so excited: The professional "lifecaster" is headed for "an adventure" at Sea World. As it happens, she's also showing other bloggers how not to make money in a recession.

Internet fameball competition was already intense before the recession and subprime celebrity crisis. Now it's gone cutthroat. And Lydia Hearst, never shy about exposing flesh, will not be forgotten so, hey, here are her tits.

We don't know what happened after Julia Allison reportedly left a Chicago nightclub with Bears quarterback Jay Cutler. But we do know the fameball was "standing between his thighs, touching them" before she left.

Peaches Geldof just made headlines in the London tabloids for announcing on Facebook she has "married" her lady DJ friend. It's a joke/publicity stunt, of course, but it did get us thinking:

People are pissed off about YoBusted.com: It posts embarrassing pictures and won't take them down unless you pay a "membership fee." Welcome to the photo-extortion hell celebrities already live in.

Jakob Lodwick became a millionaire brokering hipster attention on video-sharing site Vimeo. Now, years later, the former dealer can't stop using, and it seems to be driving him crazy.

First New York bloggers were incensed by Rex Sorartz's caddish self-promotion in the New York Observer; now fellow Midwesterners are raising questions about the life story he floated in the paper.

Rex Sorgatz knew an account of his bed-hopping among New York bloggers would ignite controversy; he's the internet infamy expert. But why did he play along with protocelebrity now so worthless?

Oh, look, it's a self-described 1980s radical casually explaining how he turned our president-elect into a Black Panther who got, uh, "open minded" at "jazz concerts," hint hint.