NYC Keepin' It Real, Yo

I didn't shout it from the rooftops, or Gawker Stalker it, but I did see Ms. "Um, Yeah I live in The Hills" Whitney Port the other night. She was sashaying up to a hotel room at the SoHo Grande (does she live there, or was she about to canoodle with her companion?). No, I was going to keep this B-list sighting close to the vest - at least until Heidi-less Season 4 of course. But now I hear that lovely is set to bring more reality to Gotham with her very own show. I'm more excited than when the rest of the Real Housewives got to stick it to Ramona in the season re-cap session.

And now, they've revealed that the skank-cast of Season 432 of Real World - Brooklyn Edition - will be living in "Fort Green". I'm ready for a W'burg hipster v. Real World ass clown shake down.

Try And Argue With Me Now, Suckas

A few of my faithful readers like to goad me, push me, prod me, poke me until I react. Sometimes I'm forced in response to issue a fatwa against mentally stilted op-ed writers for the Washington Post. Sometimes I'm compelled to spew invective against Borat-haters. (Happy to share my return salvos, upon request). But now, perhaps I'll just save my energy on these arguments, and call everyone "ass-clowns". Or borrowing heavily from FSJ, and tell them that they're being "frigtards".

(Namaste and thanks Paul Graham, for the handy new argument tool-set).