Grandma Post columnist Liz Smith decides to get blind on her gossiping brethern but, well, we know better:

GOSSIP COLUMNISTS can be as naughty as their livelihood. The other night there was one of NYC's big names of dish, chatting with some p.r. types. "Oh, here comes so-and-so," the gossip said, indicating the arrival of another well-known city scribe. "Really?" said the p.r. maven. "Where? We've never met." Came the reply. "Over there. The very drunk one." Much hooting and snickering ensued.

Oh, play nice. If you were Lloyd Grove, you'd be drunk too.

[UPDATE: For the record, this item is definitely not about Lloyd Grove as we joked earlier. In fact, he told us it wasn't! Too bad. So we're gonna go with our real first choice: NY Observer party boy reporter George Gurley. We've seen his bar tab. In any event, the Liz Smith item goes on to say that the person in question wasn't even drunk anyway and everyone was all hugs and smiles. We say: must have been a boring party.]
Liz Smith [NYP]