>>> Attention lovers of highlights on fiftysomething men, snakeskin everything and steel horses on which we ride. Richie Sambora (pictured) is in the motherfucking building. Two Liberty Place, that is. Somebody send dude a gold-flecked Joe’s Pizza, pronto, and welcome him to his new, window-less Philadelphia life. [Inky]
>>> What is the only thing that could get you to read a suuuuuuper-long and boring post on The Clog about something that booooooring Will Bunch said and somebody else disagrees with and then Bunch leaves an even longer and more boring comment than whatever has gone before? Nothing. That thing does not exist. Sorry. BUT check out what Stu Bykofsky — entering the fray via COMMENTING ON A BLOG, no less — has to say about his office-mate Bunchy:

“For someone who works for a newspaper, Will doesn’t seem to understand the difference between the news pages and the editorial pages. Being an elitist (who seems constantly dazed that his career has dumped him at a Philly tabloid), his ideas are too Ivory Tower for his paper, too highbrow for his industry, and he assumes readers are too dumb to know the difference between “news” and “editorial opinion.” (OK, a few are.) His next crusade should be to get rid of columnists as readers may confuse their writing with news reporting. (OK, a few do.) And PLEASE get rid of gaseous bloggers.”

Stuey, baby, come here and give me a big wet kiss. I loves ya. Mmmmmwah! [TheClog]
>>> And speaking of The Clog, apparently, you can BE The Clog for a life-changing $20K a year. (Seriously: Is that below minimum wage?) We have two things to say about this: One is, yo, Paul Curci, you get what you pay for. Two is, yo, Jonathan Valania, this is about as good a job offer as you’re ever going to get. [Craigslist]

This entry was posted on Tuesday, February 26th, 2008 at 12:12 pm.