Last time we checked, the Gramercy Park area was the epitome of everything that is wrong with Manhattan. This means it's the perfect place for Sex and the City scribe Candace Bushnell and screenwriter Jay McInerney to read steamy sexcapes in front of a gaggle of media folk, socialites, and debutards. We sent GawkSlave Stephanie along with photographer Kate and tipsy videographer Richard Blakeley to make an official record of the blatant debauchery. Waste an additional 20 minutes of your nonproductive day by checking out the Gawker gallery of love, plus Kate's full gallery. After the jump our "I'm only here for the free drinks" trio enter a roomful of a Blue States Lose, with bonus Paula Froelich naughtiness transcription feature.

If you're going to have a weird malfunctioning-robot fainting spell, it's probably best to do it away from the news cameras. Recently ousted Italian prime minister Silvio Berlusconi had his TMZ moment at a rally this weekend, appearing to blow a fuse while speaking at a Milan rally celebrating his own self. Observe as a handler pries Berlusconi's hands off the lectern, then as the two are surrounded by a mob of security goons/technicians. Berlusconi is said to be recovering nicely, though his camera sense has significantly degraded since his virile days of banging the meter maid.

On Monday night the CBS Evening News experienced some technical difficulties, forcing Katie Couric to stretch her words out and eventually shut the show down early. But, pro that she is, Katie didn't pull a Dan Rather and storm of the set. No, she stood there, for eighty-seven agonizing seconds, interrupted by commercial break, as the credits rolled. You might think that spending a minute and a half watching a woman standing in front of her desk is a waste of time, but it's oddly transfixing. Hypnotic, even. Our Richard Blakeley has produced a clip with a bonus second counter so you can enjoy each moment. If this whole anchor thing doesn't work out (and, if recent ratings are any indication, it won't) Katie might want to consider running for lieutenant governor.

Inevitably, one of the unfortunate side effects of having a video of your racist meltdown (and subsequent, cringe-inducing apology to the "Afro-American" community) played in front of virtually everyone with either a television or an internet connection is that some troublemaker will comb through the deepest recesses of your IMDb profile and eventually turn up something that's going to look a lot less amusing in light of recent events and slap it up on YouTube. We can't say we've ever seen Whoops Apocalypse, but we're sure there was a compelling dramatic reason why Michael Richards had to portray a jive-talking blind man while wearing blackface that makes C. Thomas Howell's self-tanner overdose look convincing.

From issues of sexuality to issues of no sex at all, here's a promo clip that permanently cross-legged hymen regenerator Dawn Eden made for her new book, The Thrill of the Chaste: Finding Fulfillment While Keeping Your Clothes On. Remember how we all thought that Twyla Tharp musical was gonna kill Bob Dylan? Well, if he survives this one, we know he's bulletproof.

So on Friday, Clay Aiken subbed in for Regis Philbin on the popular program What Your Grandma Watches Every Morning. A bizarre sequence of events occurred in which Clay shoved his hand over Grandma co-host Kelly Ripa's mouth, Kelly got upset, went on a five minute tirade about it to Regis upon his return, and then was called out for her homophobia by resident View Expert in Box-eating Issues Rosie O'Donnell. As if this ridiculous story hadn't gone far enough, Kelly then called into The View to defend herself. Were it not the week of Thanksgiving none of this would make a difference, but since it is, and, let's face it, there's not a lot else out there, we had Gawker videographer Richard Blakeley slap some of the best moments together. Enjoy the meta of Rosie talking about homophobia against someone whose sexual preference is still (sort of) a question! Or not, totally your call.

You can see bits and pieces of this all over the place today, but here's the whole enchilada — Michael Richards appearing via satellite on The Late Show with David Letterman last night, during a scheduled appearance by his pal Jerry Seinfeld. Richards apologizes for his on-stage racist tirade last week, and while he appears totally sincere and contrite, the whole thing comes loaded with enough squirmy discomfort to make Andy Kaufman's ghost rise up and applaud. Stop laughing!

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So that Bank of America "One" song made more of an impression than we realized. Apart from eliciting a flurry of C&D's (it also inspired the above cover version from new Modest Mouse guitarist Johnny Marr and adorable alopecian funnyman David Cross. How long before YouTube brings us the Patton Oswalt parody of the Aleksey Vayner video?

During his Laugh Factory set on Friday night, Michael Richards finally tried out fresh material intended to achieve some separation between his beloved, bumbling Kramer persona and the working comedian desperate to forge a post-Seinfeld identity. Upon some reportedly light heckling from a pair of African-American audience members, Richards unveiled a new catchphrase, "Fifty years ago we'd have you upside down with a fucking fork up your ass," one he'd hoped would supplant any oft-intoned Seinfeld quips about masturbation contests or the efficacy of butter as a tanning aid. Unfortunately, the less elegant N-bomb-laced follow-up to his lynching bon mot ensured that various media outlets, looking for a quick hook, will go with "Kramer's Racist Tirade," setting back his efforts at leaving the character behind.

We're not sure when Atoosa Rubenstein became a figure of such renown that she merits a parody on Saturday Night Live, but this Maya Rudolph impersonation from Saturday's episode is probably the funniest thing that show has done in a decade. (And we know how desperate they are.) Extra points to the makeup people for not slapping on an oversized putty nose or arm hair. One quibble: no fried shrimp present.

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According to this Fox News clip, Britain's News of the World (which, like Fox, is owned by NewsCorp, which we guess makes this more of an 'ad' than a news story), has offered K-Fed $50 million for a "four hour" tape of him playing chess with — oh, and boning — Britney on their honeymoon. Watch for more explainy-talk from the newsbots, plus some vintage Plastic Jumpsuit Tour stock footage.

Watch as Federline explains his mad skills at luring ho's with nothing more than a few "culinary lessons" and a properly seasoned tomato soup. Listen as he describes the super power he most covets ("strength"), and what he would do were he granted said power ("fly"). Learn that K-Fed is actually "an interesting dude" who just hasn't figured out how to make "millions of dollars" off his own name. Clearly, the exhausted rodent spinning the tiny wheel in his brain had been working overtime that night, cooking up worst case scenario contingency plans should the unthinkable come to pass.

In what we hope completes our multimedia coverage of yesterday's publicity stunt, in which David Lynch mysteriously appeared on the corner of Hollywood and La Brea with a cow and copious promotional signage for Inland Empire, we pass along this clip, submitted by two guys who claim to have been driving by the site and who were so delighted by the bovine/auteur tableaux that they took a moment to talk to the infamously quirky director, capturing on video some Lynchian (really, how do you avoid that word in this context?) wisdom about the provenance of cheese.

A reader just submitted this video, a demo reel he said he obtained from its star at a commercial shoot during the SAG strike of 2000, confident that it would make a fine companion piece to the now-infamous Brian Atene audition tape. Our tipster noted that the video contained no contact information, making it nearly impossible for a prospective employer to utilize "Channing Lair's" estimable edged-weapon, bo stick, and extreme-mullet skills in the kind of action vehicle that would've fulfilled the actor's ambition of being "one of the biggest stars in the world." Perhaps now that the footage has been resurrected, someone will be able to find Lair and assist him in finally realizing his dream—or, at the very least, offer him a gig standing in for Steven Seagal on the set of whatever low-budget film he's currently shooting in Romania, where he could further hone his craft by studying with a true master.

In the spirit of journalists getting hurt for your amusement, we'd be remiss not to mention the above clip of Fox News's Steve Harrigan getting waterboarded last Friday for Greta Van Susteren. Harrigan's not here to debate the politics of torture, you see: