Dear Kyra Philips:

David Spade's relation to Kate Spade is almost as mind-blowing as when I learned that the actress who plays Moses' wife in Cecil B. DeMille's The Ten Commandments went on to play Lily Munster.

@TheGintheCity: You know, somehow the internet always makes me sort of happy. One day you log on to a gossipy website, and you read a post from an anonymous person who is posting something juicy not because it gets them any obvious gain, or out of any real motive, but just for the satisfaction of telling the story. And somehow, I understand and believe your story because there you are and here I am and we're probably the same and I'd probably want to do exactly the same thing.

"Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this bluefly.com accessory wall!"

Along with jive, I speak fluent Courtney- or rather have honed my interpretive skills in reading her Internet missives nigh a decade now, and she gargles libel upon waking at 5pm. Seriously, she's a treasure, and I'm surprised it's took this long for someone to sue.

The worst are the articles about people who do have jobs, but have a lot of anxiety about whether they'll still have them. Like Ryan Moore, the poor woman who won't buy a new car this year, and is making do with her ancient 2004 BMX X3.

As the Gersh Kuntzman cited above, I can tell you that Gawker needs to do a little legwork before posting stories. No one called my office from Gawker to ask about the alleged "excuses" I made, so it's difficult for me to understand how this site can report, as fact, that I made "excuses."

The problem with New York is people that think that transcendent genius is caged in their mind, a few sentences away from lucratively leaping to the public sphere. It's a generation of people who truly believe that they have something world-altering to say, when really it's just the same 70's bong-water bullshit soaking our collective socks. Work hard or leave, and no, buying a MacBook and launching a blog doesn't count as working. Get a job, shut up, and be someone's bitch for 30 years like our parents had to. Or don't, and try not to act so surprised when you aren't one of the lucky 3 or 4 who actually pull that whole wealthy fameball savant thing off.

Dear Gawker's Legal Team— I write with regard to the piece you posted on Sunday by Joshua Stein. To say that the article and headline are gross distortions of my conversation with a reporter for the New York Times – and not with Josh — would be a tremendous understatement. While I fully appreciate that Gawker.com is a gossip site, that does not excuse the fact that it was incredibly irresponsible to pass off as an article Josh’s speculation about what was said by me in a conversation (with The Times) to which he was not a party. He did not interview me for his “piece;” rather all he did was write an article as if he had been a participant in my interview with The Times. While I assume that you will not accede to my request, I will make it any way — please remove the article titled “The Psychotic Coping Inanity of a Laid Off Editorial Assistant” from your website. When I was interviewed by The Times, Merkato 55 was completely packed, wall to wall people, many of whom were ordering bottles of champagne for a Saturday brunch. (I was not one of them.) In light of the packed house and revelry going on, I absolutely did say to the reporter from The New York Times, in a very facetious manner, “What recession?” I said this not because I didn’t know there was a recession, but because the scene spoke for itself – with a packed house for Saturday brunch with people spending lots of money, one would not think that there was economic downturn. Sadly, the contextual reality of my conversation with The Times is not reflected at all in your piece. Instead, the Gawker piece goes out of its way to present a 180 degree different context, making it sound like I am immune from and unaware of the current recession. Nothing could be further from the truth. Because of the recession, I was laid off as part of a reduction in force, and to date, have been unable to secure a new job. This article, which is a gross and unfair distortion of my interview with The Times, will only serve to further impair my ability to secure a job. Please due the right and decent thing and take the article down, or at the very least, correct the article to place in proper context my comment. Thank you for your time and consideration. Regards, Joey Brodish

Giving a fashion critique of The View is like complaining about Mussolini's lip gloss. Critical analysis: ur doin it rong.

This is actually totally enraging. I worked at AIG for a year (yeah yeah, stone me later, I didn't get any of the money), and the cubicleland drones have been wigging out since last September. Everyone keeps getting fired, no one knows what's going on, work is both sporadic and overwhelming (they give you a demanding task, and when it's 80% complete the project gets axed)...

"Most importantly, don't panic. They're liberals; we have all the guns, remember?"

"Protecting the Sarah Palin brand" has to be right up there with being the Octo-Mom's publicist in the Annals of Totally Futile Shit.

The advertising rumor mill is reporting they paid $8 million for a homonym. What recession?

Braden was the best real-estate reporter in New York, and a complete gentleman. I will miss him so much! Joanna Molloy NY Daily News

Has "Do you know who I am?" ever worked, anywhere? It's the mating call of the Gold-Plated Asshole, a very common species in Washington