While I was offline (it happens), Leo Leporte decided to release his cyber-jizz all over the web. It turns out, he is having some sort of a relationship with TWiT CEO, Lisa Kentzell, and a "scandalous" sex-chat between the two was inadvertently displayed by Laporte during a "This Week In Google" netcast, that he was hosting. Well, aren't we all shocked! No, neither am I.
Me [Laporte]: come over. I'm naked in bed (8:13 am)I don't know Laporte for as long as most others. I only started watching TWiT this year, after they moved into the TWiT Brick Shit House thing, but I tell you, from the moment I saw Laporte and Kentzell on screen together, I just assumed thy were an item. To me, it was as plain as day. Stuff was said, stuff was done, that extended way past normal colleague banter and horseplay.
[Laporte]: waiting for you. the door is open (8:13 am)
Lisa Kentzell: I love you. (11:48 am)
[Laporte]: i still smell and taste you. i adore you. (12:13 pm)
The Gawker article came just days after a heated TWiT debate about piracy, where Laporte argued that the old model of ownership is now defunct: he's [roughly] quoted as saying: "if it exists in a digital form, you can't stop bits being spread around the internet, and you shouldn't try to."
I'm surprised at the amount of idiots saying how "disappointed" they are with Leo. The Gawker article is as inane as saying something like: "Shock, horror: Leo Laporte discovered to have a penis! Lock up yer' wives and daughters!". I wouldn't have even mentioned it here, but I now finally have a god-damn reason to blog this song by George Michael. I have been itching for a reason for years, because I think it's the only song in existence where the lyrics describe the programming language, Java, as being "sexy". Don't be alarmed by the video. It's full of debauchery, and Michael appears to be hooked up to all kinds of pipes and machines, but enough about his recent tracheotomy.