Standby for the Fishies. You know they'll be worth the wait.
But sometimes tired people need to sleep. G'night.

UPDATE: We're wide awake and ready to dish some fish! Mmm, dee-lish. Witticisms and juicy bits from the past week in media after the jump.

1. The Class Acts of the NYT: We've been riveted by the NYT's special series on Class in America, particularly since we have so little. But at least we've got a bit more gumption than one of the well-to-do kids featured in this article about marrying out of your financial class: "Isaac fantasizes about opening a brewery-cum-performance-space, traveling through South America or operating a sunset massage cruise in the Caribbean." Line up, ladies! This one sounds like a real go-getter. Actually, that sunset massage cruise sounds fun.

2. Never mind how hot Tefillin looks with jeans: Hats off to Fashion Week Daily for one of the most random and funny headlines I've seen all week: "Girlfriend In A Kepah: I know, I know it's serious." We, too, are quick to harshly condemn fashion disasters (and, admittedly, a yarmulke worn as a faux-hat is up there) but all sins are expiated when cheery Smiths songs are evoked. Separately, The Daily scored bonus points for linking to the Hello Kitty Fanclub. Oh, come on, as if you're not a member.

3. Aw, we miss Pope references, too: There was a lot going on in Tom Scocca's Radar feature but we liked this little snippet o' snark regardling th timeliness (or lack thereof) of Vanity Fair: "Dominick Dunne exults, "I am so happy the national drama of Terri Schiavo is over." Yes, good for you, Mr. Dunne. Have you heard there's a new pope?" Hee. Scoccalicious.

4. Speaking of Radar, it earned it's first Fishy last week online, but this week the print edition earns it a second nod! (We know it launches Tuesday, but we like to stay ahead of the curve.) We howled at Dale Hrabi's "The World's Gayest Logos" (to wit, the Merrill Lynch bull: "Swishy tail. Coyly raised foreleg...also: "Merrill?" How gay is that?"). Also, we love the Radar Index, especially the part about lumpfish and Mary Poppins.

5. Choire Sicha hates New York, loves duckies: Over at Sploid, the Shift Memos are as madcap as ever, especially when Choire Sicha is feeling belligerent: "Every morning I walk outside in my bathrobe, a cigarette in each corner of my mouth, and scream at the DUCKS who think they get to live in the backyard. FUCK YOU, DUCKS. STOP CRAPPING ON MY SHIT." Amazingly, he somehow spins this into a truly apt metaphor and segues flawlessly into a love song for Ken Layne, making a kind of profound point in the process. My head is still spinning.

6. Tito Puente es muy caliente! We love rhyming in Spanish with the only words we know. We just think foreign languages are fun, and we're glad perennial Fishy fave Campbell Robertson thinks so too. His preguntas estupidas para personajes famosos at the People Espagnol party are fun and informative! Also, he's loco.

7. Gutfeld, we are powerless to resist: This kid is getting away with some serious chicanery on HuffPo. Also, it's good advice.