two-twenty

ultralounge makes for ultrasnark

A group of people who are not particularly fond of us broke in to two-twenty HQ this morning, tied us up, drugged us, and forced us to read the Times' so-called gossip column. We were not surprised that we enjoyed the tying up part and the drugging part, but imagine our astonishment and horror when we let out a smirk and possibly even a snicker while reading Boldface Names!

Read it yourselves and tell us if we're crazy. Seems like receiving officious emails from snot-nosed press agents, getting the cold shoulder from P. Diddy, and witnessing pencil-stached Matt Dillon get dissed really brings out the snark!

Oh, and in response to aforementioned officious email, we would like to present this little multiple choice question:

"Marquee" is to "nightclub" as:
A. "feta" is to "cheese"
B. "Paris Hilton" is to "narcissistic slut"
C. "The Simple Life" is to "nearly unwatchable show we thought we were going to love"
D. "toxoplasma gondii" is to "a parasite found in domestic cats that studies show may actually alter the personalities of the cats' human owners, turning women into 'sex kittens' and men into 'alley cats'"

The email, if you can't bear to go to the Times' website, read: "Please refer to Marquee as an 'ultralounge' rather than a nightclub."

Boldface Names: Well, One Guy Is Available New Year's Eve | NY Times