My name is James. James Del actually. I work at a place called Gawker Media, something I find myself explaining to my parents every time I see them. They'll get it one day. I don't believe in Twitter, but I do believe in Facebook and LinkedIn. There's a Myspace page out there too, but never mind that. Questions, concerns, and comments can be directed to James, At-Sign Gawker, Period Com.
The Fallout
So a day after my Julia Allison/Dunkin Donuts/Gawker shenanigans went down, I got a flurry of IMs, texts, Facebook messages, and emails. Most consisted of either, “How cool! You’re famous!” or “Hey ass, way to be Gawker’s bitch.”
Many thanks.
But my favorite email came at 5:30am, when my darling mother awoke for work. I swear to god, this is what she sent me:
James-
AWWWW, I saw you on Gawker today with Julia Allison!!! I like her! I’ve seen her on Sat morning on channel 4! She’s a bit whiney but so am I. I hope you didn’t piss her off. Why does your blog aim for her so much??
Love, Mom and Happy Valentine’s
I don’t know why we “aim” for her so much. Pageviews?
