The NY Daily News is moving downtown. Congrats! Their current place is not so fancy.

In your sedate summer Monday media column: NBC's shirt budget is astronomical, our hard work finally acknowledged, a Getty Photoshop mini-scandal, a new NYT Berlin bureau chief, smarty sportswriters talk amongst themselves, and your daily "oh, snap."

In your slowly improving Thursday media column: Penthouse makes a faux-bid for Playboy, the WaPo's internet strategy is very serious and journalistic, Brad Stone leaves the NYT, and a Tucker Carlson vs. Keith Olbermann feud, which matters.

In your enraging Wednesday media column: the world's worst writer strikes again, Penthouse wants to buy Playboy, Forbes' future is in unpaid blog slave labor, and Piers Morgan is all set to take Larry King's job.

In your profane Tuesday media column: the FCC's indecency policy is struck down, John King is an unpopular host, Playboy's future is cloudy, and Campbell Brown has a mere two weeks left on CNN—though she has our hearts forever.

In your arousing Monday media column: Hugh Hefner wants to take Playboy private, new media editors at the NYT, Bill Hemmer's lies don't fool anyone, and screwed freelancers will not be screwed forever.

One of the Ten Most Pretentious Features of the NYT Styles Section is "Crib Sheet," which tells you "The Ten Things to Talk About This Weekend." What's this, Letterman? You're the boss of us now? You don't even know us.

In your inspirational Thursday media column: Miramax may be nearing a sale, a motorcycle writer canned for writing honestly about motorcycle things, Science vs. Pepsi controversy resolved, Tina Gaudoin rejoins the WSJ, and NPR name change alert!

In your sweltering (but not sizzling) Wednesday media column: four bidders left for Newsweek, rumors of a Hachette- Hearst joint venture, Time magazine flirts with a paywall, and city hall reporters now work in a trailer, where they belong.

"They're not all a bunch of lawless renegades." A-rab working class people, that is! The NY Post comes to this generous conclusion after three pedicab drivers—including two Muslim types—foiled a robbery. However! Muslims still threaten America—from space.

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.

Sunday was the 4th of July. Everyone was either off work yesterday, or at work doing nothing. Today, therefore, is one of the slowest news days of the entire year. Luckily for our city's beleaguered journalists: it's hot!

So, here is how a Thai newspaper promotes itself, with an ad showing—and I'm no expert, but—a teacher sodomizing some kid, it looks like? Tagline: "See Through the Truth." Ummm...sure, whatever you guys want. [Copyranter. Click to enlarge.]

In your futuristic Thursday media column: Sam Zell has seen the old-fashioned future, Dan Abrams luvs sexxxy vids, Chinese propagandists invade Times Square, and the NYT spit-shines the shoes of each and every government bureaucrat, as a matter or policy.

In your illiterate Wednesday media column: Joe Klein fails reading comprehension, Gerald Posner does the Gerald Posner thing again, Photoshop model disclosure in Australia, a Conde-Hearst talent war foreshadowed, and Playboy grows ever less sexy.

In your paradigm-shifting Tuesday media column: Conde Nast dumbs down, Lara Logan dumbs up, Dave Weigel lands a part-time job, London reporters get paid by the cops, and Glenn Beck has sold quite a few books.

In your melting Monday media column: perversity finds its way into the Grey Lady, fake NYT trend story may be fake, Katie Couric could return to CBS, and David Carey leaves Conde Nast.

Bill Keller just sent out this memo to the NYT newsroom, informing them that soon-to-be-former NYT Magazine editor Gerald Marzorati (John Koblin reported he was leaving the mag last week) will now be taking on some vague "new products" venture. The magazine job is still up in the air! Got any inside info? Email me!

There's long been a vague, dearly held hope among newspaper executives that they would somehow be able to replace their plummeting print ad revenue with rising online ad revenue. Bad news, suckas; there's just too much internet out there.

In your finally Friday media column: an editor is canned for testicle-related reasons, The New Yorker makes an error, food critic violence is avenged, and debating Gerald Marzorati's successor.