On last night's Real Time, Arianna Huffington dropped by via satellite for an interview with Bill Maher. Unsurprisingly, the Huffington Post's buyout by AOL dominated the conversation. Well, that and some playful misogyny. Oh, and a heavy Greek accent, obviously.

In your undesirable Wednesday media column: NPR needs another Ellen Weiss, blogs are dead or possibly thriving, the Newsweek-Daily Beast merger is going about as well as expected, and Fox News establishes its priorities.

In your cheeky Thursday media column: Henry Blodget demonstrates the New Journalism, NYT blogger profiles reach a new low, every media relaunch is delayed, and America's thinkiest journalists embed at a White House dinner party.

The Huffington Post maintains a small army of wage slaves who spend all day "moderating" the site's millions of comments. Their current primary task: to ensure that no comments are published about Arianna Huffington's wanton airplane Blackberry-ing incident.

In your finally Friday media column: Freakonomics is taking its bazillion readers away from the NYT, layoffs loom at the NY Daily News, Hollywood media wars aren't catty enough for Vanity Fair, and PBS must have news on the weekend.

Is this Bieber kissing Selena Gomez? Tween blog BieberHeiress says yes, and they once leaked photos of Bieber snuggling his ex, so they would know. For Bieber micro-gossip is a young blogger's game, that my brittle old mind barely comprehends.

An inside tipster tells us "all [New York Times] blogs have been down, meaning no internal access, for at least 90 minutes and counting." My god, it seems to be true! Save us, Nate Silver! Save us, David Pogue!

In a touching(ish) blog post making the rounds today, a mommy blogger (guhh) defends her son against some mean, judgmental moms who questioned whether or not her son should have worn a Daphne from Scooby Doo costume to school.

A violent rapist stalking Park Slope? No, just a "damn game of telephone" on the internet. Woops.

Gawker got an unexpected shoutout on Jeopardy! this evening. In an attempt at relevance, one of the categories on the show was "Blogs & Bloggers." And Gawker was an answer! (Question? Whatever.) Check it out below.

Forbes has gotten lots of attention for its new editorial plan: with True/ Slant's Lewis Dvorkin in charge, Forbes is flooding its site with blogs from both staffers and outsiders. And, it turns out, from advertisers. Ripoff—for the advertisers.

Around the time he proposed to Bristol, Levi Johnston threatened to ostracize sister Mercede if she didn't take down her blog. Turns out Mercede's blog is controlled by a pair of liberal bloggers Sarah Palin considers her worst enemies.

A Cuban blog has posted the first known photos of Fidel Castro in public since he fell ill four years ago and relinquished the presidency to his younger brother, Raúl. An angry Miami Herald editorial is forthcoming. [Washington Post; pic]

In your sizzling Tuesday media column: Michael Hastings has a war book coming, talking about Howie Kurtz is more important than anything, The Upshot finally launches, Clay Shirky says print is dead, and Emily Brill's back in action.

Levi Johnston has successfully marketed his "brand" after impregnating Bristol Palin. But what of his sister, Mercede, who impregnated no one? When will somebody pay her for being tangentially news-related? Soon, probably, now that she has a funny blog.

A rare bit of (mostly) good news for the media: libel lawsuits in America have nearly disappeared. Newspapers are now getting their revenge, by suing the entire blogosphere unto ruination (they hope!).

The Paris Review has started a blog! Which is welcome news because it is a good publication, and we now get to read engaging, thoughtful posts on a daily basis. Things like softball game recaps!

In your audacious Wednesday media column: Newsweek bid day is here, David Remnick demands cash up front, The Big Lead creates a millionaire, Skiing Magazine eases away from print, and the original Jezebel is leaving.

Fox News' Greta Van Susteren received an email from a viewer, "Brian," saying that her "brain is empty." Naturally, she started a poll on her blog: "Who is dumber? Greta, or Brian." Guess who's winning.

Girls Gone Wild's Joe Francis—the last man we can safely call a douchebag—sent us some half-literate legal threats after we named him Douche of the Decade. What's Joe up to now? Sending half-literate legal threats to bloggers, still.