Happy pre-Halloween Thursday, live bloggers! As a bunch of witty folks interested in designing outfits (or at least watching others do it on TV), I'll bet you guys have some cool costumes planned for this weekend, huh?
The Way We Live Now: In secret shame. We walk around in public acting like the recession is finally over. But look in your dirty closet, America! Our fanciest corporations are undercover paupers. Our homeless are disappearing. Into the void!
The Huffington Post has brought back its old trick of posting embarrassingly high-resolution photos of celebrities, Portfolio.com notes, to much controversy. HuffPo defends its pics as "playful spin on our... fascination with celebrity images." OK, let's "play." With your founder.
Horrible racist Sgt. James Crowley and angry racialist professor Henry Louis Gates Jr. were spotted having beers at a Cambridge bar called River Gods last night. It's not the White House, but at least Biden wasn't there.
The gross domestic product jumped 3.5% last quarter—the first increase in more than a year—sparking a stock rally and talk of the end of the Great Recession. No, no one has any jobs yet, but stop complaining!
My favorite Top Chef moments involve things bursting into flame. Sadly, that hasn't happened in the kitchen this year. Happily, the same isn't true of this live blog — you guys were on fire last week!
[The Ares X-1 test rocket, a possible replacement for the space shuttle, stands ready for its successful un-manned, two-minute test launch today in Cape Canaveral, Florida. Image via Getty]
[Katie Couric can do nothing but laugh as Annie Liebovitz tries to pawn anything that's not nailed down last night during a panel discussion at the 2009 Women's Conference in Long Beach, Calif. Image via Getty]
Republicans set up 33 — 33! — fake Twitter accounts in the names of Democratic state representatives from Connecticut. Twitter Inc. shut the accounts down, "stopping free speech," say Republicans, and retarding innovation in defamationsatire. Typical San Francisco communism.
Chris Anderson has plenty of distractions from editing Wired, including a lucrative sideline on the global lecture circuit and a tour to promote his new book. Anderson's prior commitments even removed him from the office on Wired's layoff day. (Updated)
Thanks to Bloomberg News, we now have a good idea how much of that $13 billion pass-through bailout Goldman Sachs got from AIG last year was pure taxpayer-financed gravy: $5.2 billion, courtesy Tim Geithner.
Apple needed music publishers to make the iPod a truly massive hit. Now Apple must work with its natural enemy — the press — to do the same for its forthcoming tablet. How painful.
[Lindsay Lohan congratulates publicist Jessica Meisels on being the 9 millionth person to find the cokey actress' Blackberry, at Richard Branson's Rock the Kasbah party in L.A. last night. Image via Getty]
Self magazine editor Lucy Danziger should be awarded some sort of prize—the Nobel people should establish a new category, if necessary—because she chooses to ride a bicycle to work.
We keep telling you which Halloween costumes to avoid, but we wouldn't be very servicey if we didn't offer up some suggestions, now would we? So, before you hit Halloween Headquarters this weekend, here is a list of Gawker-approved ideas.
Edgy comedian David Cross: Just how edgy is he? Edgy as a knife (double-edged). Sniffing coke while sitting near the President of the USA. That's what David Cross did, says David Cross.
Amid all of the carnage at Conde Nast this month, rumors were floating that Si Newhouse was sheltering his three most precious magazines: the New Yorker, Vogue, and Vanity Fair. Well; the part about Vanity Fair, at least, was wrong.
Lil Wayne will be spending a year in jail in New York for gun possession. This marks the law's biggest blow against rap since they got Foxy Brown, Remy Ma, Lil Kim, Chi Ali, Prodigy, Saigon, Shyne, TI, and Mystikal.
Simpson-Wentz loses her role on Melrose. Madonna is building a school in Malawi. Lindsay Lohan coaxes a club into lifting its ban on her presence. Come, enjoy the fruits of Friday's gossip.