Last week, New York Times culture reporter/business columnist David Carr answered reader's questions online.

The total list of questions came out to a staggering nine pages. Some were genius. Some were pedestrian. And some... let's just say they were a bit out there.

But Carr gamely answered them all. Our favorites, including pleas for advice, accusations of ghostwriting and "If Mark Urman of ThinkFilm married Uma Thurman, would she be Uma Thurman-Urman?" after the jump.

Oh yeah, and an email from David Carr's brother.

Q. Are you the greatest Timesman of your generation?
— Anonymous

A. I am a total middle guy at the Times. If you look at what someone like Andrew Ross Sorkin did on Bear Stearns or Lydia Polgreen is writing from Darfur or William Rashbaum manged to do with the Eliot Spitzer story, I have never done that kind of work here. But a boy can dream, no? I read and am amazed like many other people who subscribe to The New York Times. Make no mistake, I am an earner here — I file a lot — but the bosses generally keep me away from breaking news or stories requiring nuance or subtlety. I am happy to be in the boat and rowing on any given day and will do so unless they wise up and throw me overboard.

Q. If Mark Urman of ThinkFilm married Uma Thurman, would she be Uma Thurman-Urman? Sorry, couldn't help myself. Enjoy your posts — especially the challenge to play with NCFOM.
— Adam Herbst

A. And if they had a baby boy, they could name him Herman Thurman-Urman. Because Mark is a Montclair guy, I happen to know that he is not available. He is married to Deborah Davis, the lovely author of "Party of the Century," a riveting deconstruction of the social dynamics behind Truman Capote's black-and-white party, and "Strapless," a detailed historical work about Virginie Amelie Gautreau, the muse and subject of the painter John Singer Sargent. All due respect to Ms. Thurman, she's no Deborah Davis.

Q. Is it true that Lorne Manly is actually the brains behind the operation and ghostwrites all your columns?

— Anonymous

A. Lorne Manly, as some of you might not be aware, is the film editor of The New York Times. While it is true that the story I wrote for him Tuesday was his idea, and yes, he may have suggested some of the sources, and yes, he put a very vigorous edit on it, and sure, the animating central idea was his, I really did some of the actual typing. Conspiracy theorists may have noticed that when I came to work in New York in 2000, Lorne Manly was my editor at Inside.com. And yes, when I got hired at the Times in 2002, it was as part of a package with Mr. Manly. And O.K., he eventually became my boss and editor in the media section in business. And now that I come to think of it, after I moved up to culture, he was appointed movie editor and manages a lot of my copy here. But ignore the fact that we seemed to be tied together with yarn and that I seem to be in need of constant minding. He's Canadian, so he's used to trying to anneal some of the rougher edges on his clanky American neighbor. If Lorne writes something smart into one of the pieces that I file to him and I happen to get a compliment about it, I always say the same thing:

"Thanks man. That stuff just comes to me. It's all very mysterious."

Q. Maybe you could talk to Mr. Frank Rich and Ms. Maureen Dowd to tell them not to be so mean to Mrs. Clinton. You could encourage them to write more balanced columns.
*#151; Mary Spera

A. You think that Maureen Dowd or Frank Rich need my input? Long before I ever typed a word here, they were annotating the American political narrative with myriad insights from pop culture and a firm grasp of realpolitick. The op-ed apparatus is its own kingdom here and they take their cues from the news of the day, not from hacks like me in the newsroom. And yes, Frank did light Mrs. Clinton up last Sunday, but in his umbrage, he seems to reflect a common concern among many voters whom I know. The opinion pages do their own thing, but there is hardly a reflexive skepticism when it comes to Mrs. Clinton. Let's not forget that our editorial page endorsed her candidacy for the nomination. The fact that it came with a portion of tough love from our opinionaters should surprise no one.

And our two favorites...

Q. Growing up in Detroit in the '60s I enjoyed reading classical music reviews in The Detroit News/Free Press from a "Carr." Was that your father? If so, where is he now and doing what?
— Ray Rukstele

A. Not my dad, although he is a brilliant writer — prone to typos like his son, but he can throw down some blarney. My dad owned and managed clothing stores in Minneapolis and is incredibly well turned out. It is a source of mystery and sadness for him that none of his four sons can dress. We are all schlubs compared to him.

Q. Given your propensity to wear only black, and ill fitting at that, where do you get off labeling your brothers as schlubs? I know of one who is a great dresser when the occasion calls for it. That he is a midlevel captain of industry dictates very few circumstances that require sartorial splendor. Comfort is the coin of the realm.

Dad's outfits are great for him. Recalls the line from Caddyshack — looks good on you!
— Joe Carr, Eden Prairie, Minn.

A. Thanks for writing and straightening that out. You forgot to mention that my black clothes are not only ill-fitting, but generally soup-stained.