Shecky’s departure leaves a sizable vacuum at the cesspool (which is badly in need of vacuuming, come to think of it)—so sizable, in fact, that it will take not one but two Senior Editors to even attempt to fill it, the incumbent Jon O’Hara, who has reluctantly agreed to expand his duties, and Bud Scoppa, who just as reluctantly returns after his unceremonious departure in mid-2003. It’s his third tour of duty. “This is a living nightmare,” Scoppa explains. “Urp,” adds O’Hara. “Me editurr purdy werdz, pikchurz make maggazene. Yay.”
Commented Editor in Chief Lenny Beer, “Who are these idiots and why am I paying them?” Calls to Publisher Dennis Lavinthal weren’t immediately returned.
PRE-GRAMMY GALA GOES GAGA FOR GERSON
Jody will be the center of attention at Clive's shindig. (12/18a)
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NOW WHAT?
We have no fucking idea.
COUNTRY'S NEWEST DISRUPTOR
Three chords and some truth you may not be ready for.
AI IS ALREADY EATING YOUR LUNCH
The kids can tell the difference... for now.
WHO'S BUYING THE DRINKS?
That's what we'd like to know.
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