why I love Vanity Fair

Tina, alarmed! If I had her career I'd be alarmed too!The fact that they print jokes like these, secure in the knowledge that at least some of their readers will get all of the punchlines.

El Greco walks into a bar.
The bartender says, "Why the long face?"

Christo walks into a bar and starts draping everything in orange silk.
The bartender says, "Hey man, there's a ten dollar cover charge!"

Picasso walks into a bar.
The bartender says, "Why so blue?"

Henry Moore walks into a bar and asks for a drink.
The bartender says, "You need a drink like you need a hole in the head."

Thomas Eakins walks into a bar carrying an oar.
The bartender says, "Are you out of your skull?"

Toulouse Lautrec walks into a bar and asks for a drink. When he gets it he asks the bartender, "Can I pay you tomorrow? I'm a little short."

you fug us, you really fug us!

The Fuggers go to Canada! We'll get Perez any day now!

Bonus Fug

Deep down, buried beneath our hard, enraged, belt-hating exteriors, we have hearts of gold. We're softer than a golden retriever puppy. More agreeable than an heiress in a crack den.

So when MuchMusic.com asked us to participate in their ramp-up to the Much Music Video Music Awards by fugging a few people who showed up last year, we couldn't refuse.

After all, we are very fond of Canada. We know many great Canadians. We have a couple Canadian readers [raincoaster waves]. We are very sorry that Alanis Morrissette and Ryan Reynolds fulfilled our private predictions that they would never get married because they were engaged for too long, and that is a sure sign in Hollywood of cold feet. And despite the fact that one of us went to high school with someone who plays for the Carolina Hurricanes, we are rooting for Edmonton to continue its comeback in the Stanley Cup (last night's overtime win on a short-handed goal? Unbelievable) so that Canada can sit atop the NHL again the way we feel it should.

Ergo, in a sense, we're fugging for Canada; we're sharing it here because, basically, these four blurbs amount to some bonus fug for the day. So here you go, guys — this fug's for you.

 Unfortunately, the Muchers (not nearly as cool as the Kutchers) use the phrase "what in sam hell" in the intro. This cries out for fugnalysis, but as I am currently about to be booted from a public computer and supposed to be headed over to Pivot to do actual work for them, alas I am prevented from giving them what they deserved. As I was prevented, just yesterday, from giving Vicus the 1000 words of re-jiggered Keats he was just asking for. Yeats, Keats, and Bono: the three greatest poets in the history of civilizaton. But at least I laid the smackdown on the blond bombshell. 

Operation Global Media Domination: Operation Deflation

TIAYou know you've entered the insane levels of the No Green M&Ms Concert Rider/spending most of the party in the bathroom with Nicole and Lindz celebutasticism when you check your stats at ten in the morning and are crushed – CRUSHED – to see you're only at 498 hits so far. And only #50 in the top 100 blogs on WordPress.

CRUSHED, I say!

Today

101 bottles of diet coke, 523 mentos 197

Linkie o' the Day: Beautiful Agony 31

Clay Aiken Michael Sandecki Flashdance    24

Shiloh shocker photo exclusive!    15

Watch the World Cup on your computer    9

Operation Global Media Domination: Egg Day    8

Hottest Pickup Lines of the Fourteenth Century    7

The 100 Most Influential People in History    7

Streaming Eagle Cam 3.0: Swartz Bay    6

Operation Global Media Domination: The Search for Meaning    4
 

 Meaning. Yeah, the meaning of all this is that cool science trumps sports, ourdoorsiness, and sex. At least, for those who spend their lives online; but is this exactly news?

VF, here he cums

From Gawker. Here's a work sample from the new editor of Vanity Fair online. Didn't I hear Atoosa Rubenstein's contract was up for grabs?

Sementeen

Gawker takes Dorothy on

Not bad, for beginners. Some of us, however, have been ripping off Mrs. Parker for so long that the primary charms of Gawker's effort lie with its endearing amateurism.

Itinerary

Taxis will crash you;
Subway folks stab;
Pedicabs have no a/c;
Buses are drab.
Ferries take ages
and leave you stuck at the dock.
Limos are expensive;
You might as well walk.

Four stabbings at Times Square, New York subway [Reuters]
Cabbie, vics: Two realities [NYDN]