If newspapers die, many publishers will finger Josh Cohen for the murder.

Journalists that were once so captivated by Matt Drudge no longer consider his site worth visiting.

Blip.tv, run by Dina Kaplan, has found a comfortable niche as a distribution site for independent video creators.

Daylife enables "RoboCop editors" to use the online tools to speed the publishing process.

A delegation of tech entrepreneurs plans to introduce social networking to Iraq.

MeetTheFamous.com enables its users to become their own celebrity blogger.

Digital media, from cell phone snaps to professional photos taken on fancy cameras, not only makes portraiture cheap, it has also revived the art form, argues painter Matt Held.

An underground team of youngsters are helping Steve Jobs and Bill Gates figure out how to make our gadgets work, and they do it for love, not money.

Microblogging platform Twitter was the killer app of last year. But how much is it worth to keep tabs on all your fave peeps.

Boxee--the open-source program that puts the Internet on your TV--is poised to revolutionize how and what we watch. Could it reunite the family, too?

The new Web site, GOOP, dispatches advice from Ms. Paltrow on food, fashion and lifestyle choices.

In "Rapture for the Geeks," futurists chart the consequences of ever-expanding computational capacity.

Instead of putting it all out there online--from your e-mail to your pictures to your confessions of love--Sam Lessin wants you to consider one of his "drops," or Internet safe spaces.

Online marketing campaigns have been around since the mid-’90s, but Mad.Media is still teaching old-fashioned brands and ad houses exactly what the Internet can do for them.

"Planet Google: One Company's Audacious Plan to Organize Everything We Know" provides an excellent roundup of the technology giant's accomplishments.

The guys behind social trendcasting site Edopter want to know how, exactly, something becomes popular, but they need you to do it. Can they build the Wikipedia of trends?

From the '90s to now, the mustache has lacked a true celebrity mascot. Perhaps this has made it free enough from association for any confident young man to grow one out, try one on, to experiment.

Did you grow up wearing the "husky" size? You're not alone! Concealed in the populace of the svelte and powerful are countless insecure erstwhile tubsters.

Tara McPherson's distinctly female-oriented aesthetic inspired Juno's producers to ask whether they could shwcase her illustrations.