Several readers have asked if we have seen Jeff Gannon lately. The answer is no.

We had so much fun with him a coupla months ago, but we haven't seen him since. We wonder ... Did we do something wrong? Did he not like Big Head Rob's pink tie? Does he like Ana Marie Cox's blog better? Did he think our asses were too big?

We sit by the phone and it pains us each time it doesn't ring. And someone told me that a kitten dies somewhere on this great green Earth each time he clicks "no I will not attend" on one of our Evites. We miss you, Mr. Gannon. We really do. *snif snif*

Last week, someone asked me why I poked fun at Tara Reid when she flashed everyone on the red carpet.

Uh, well, I poked fun at her because she flashed everyone on the red carpet and didn't realize it. At least Anna Nicole knows when she's baring it all. I mean, come on.

If I was in front of that many photogs, TV cameras, etc., I would have at least spent $6.99 on some Flash Tape. What is Flash Tape, you ask? It's double-sided tape that is the cure-all for every woman's worst accidental flashing nightmare. Hey, it's gotta be better than duct tape -- which really hurts!

Update: I know duct tape hurts because many, many flash mobs ago, my friends and I used it during pageants to tape our boobs up and make them look like they were forming cleavage. >:-o

I don't think Sunday's NYT article, "At Play in the Realm of Political Animals" really represents what D.C.'s exclusive Capital Club is all about.

Yes. There is an element of fun surrounding the group's efforts, but it's not all about beer bongs and Hummers. I mean, really, people. Capital Club members are some of the most philanthropically active (and smartest) members of the D.C. community -- not the way the NYT portrayed them this weekend:

"They had arrived at the fall party, Swine on the Vine, of the Capital Club, a Washington group of 100 politically connected young men, who are known for partying like they’re back at a fraternity kegger.

For a certain set of young Washington, the parties are a raucous antidote to the restrained fund-raisers and embassy cocktail gatherings that otherwise make up the district's social life."

Oh geesh. And, to make it worse, The Times just had to mention freaking Jessica Cutler (as if she knows anything about Washington nightlife beyond Camelot):

"Jessica Cutler, the former congressional staff member whose blog, written under the pseudonym Washingtonienne, exposed several Washington men's sex lives, said she attended one party -- uninvited -- in 2004, and that was enough for her. But Washington is not like New York, she said, and there are not many opportunities for the young and ambitious to establish themselves on the social scene."

Uh, hello?! That's because Cutler is a big skank who couldn't legitimately get into a Capital Club party -- like ever. Keyword: uninvited.

Sure, the NYT wants to make its Style section glitzy, but I disagree with the angle the writer took. The article concentrates on a few minor details that do not define what the Club -- or its members -- stand for ... and it only dedicates one sentence to the fact that the parties the organization throws benefit local charities. Totally misleading. The Club has a long tradition of support for community, regional and national charities.

But hey, decide for yourself. Read Kayleen Schaefer's NYT piece. Maybe Kayleen just doesn't know how to have fun while raising funds for a good cause -- and "Swine on the Vine" blew her no-cowboy-boot-wearin' wallflower mind away. She is so off my list.

Related:

• At Play In the Realm of Political Animals [NYT]
• DC Republicans Remind Us Why We Live in NYC [Gawker]
• Club Douchebag [Wonkette]

If Tucker Carlson is being fired, he doesn't know it yet. But gossip mags are already reporting that the bow-tied MSNBC cutie (well, he is cute in that bow-tied kinda way) has been given the axe.

Carlson says: "It's bullshit. It's total bullshit. I talked to Abrams last night. I've got another year on my contract. That's my comment: Bullshit."

And, maybe it is B.S. because last night he was still MSNBCing it (with Hulk Hogan's family - ergh!).

MSNBC general manager Dan Abrams says (in a not-entirely-confidence-inspiring way): "We have made no decisions about any possible programming changes."

I say: "No worries, Carlson. If you lose your job, you can dance with me at Play Lounge every Thursday night ... and then when Diddy comes to town we'll blog all about it right here."

Now, that is what I call totally confidence-inspiring.

// posted by KAC @ Tuesday, October 24, 2006 5 Comments Links to this post