Whether it's Yankees.com asking if I want to "celebrate" Japan's WBC championship by purchasing apparel (you mean for all those Japanese relatives I have?) or those constant encouragements to buy penis-enlargement pills (the midgets I sleep with never seem to complain), my mailbox is usually cluttered with crap.

But the best e-mail of the week came from my downtown friends at Thrillist, who pimped a righteous tax service that combines one of my favorite activities, boozing, with one of my least favorite, doling out coin to Uncle Sam.

That's right. There's an alternative to mailing all your papers to mom, hoping that some unknown family accountant won't get you thrown in jail. It's called Tavern Tax, a New York-based service that sends a CPA to your favorite bar to go through your papers while you chug beers and chase skirts. And they'll refrain from laughing at your pathetic salary free of charge. Not that Peepworld mop boy isn't an admirable vocation.

Also From Thrillist:

• Printable NYC Late-Night Eating Options — Keep handy this card of 48 eateries open till at least 3 a.m. and trade the dry heaves for all-out blown chunks in the back of your cab ride home. Fits nicely behind that condom you've been carrying around for three years.

Today's Web Finds:

• 11 Questions With ... Paul Katcher — Here's an interview I did with a Canadian site. Not sure the guy knows me too well, because he introduces me as a someone who's an "animal of social deviance" and "female conquests." Conquests? I honestly don't think like that. And the last thing I'm gonna do is share my sex life and scare away women who'd, understandably, fear being exposed here. Who's to gain there? My mostly anonymous readership, maybe, but not me. Go buy a copy of Penthouse Letters or something.

• Old Skool Vid: Jason Alexander Whores out McDLT — I hope Jason Alexander isn't worried about being typecast as George Costanza, because even being presumed a real-life neurotic loser is better than whatever impression he gave off as a flamboyant fast-food freak in this commercial for the McDLT, forever to be known as the McRib's sissy bitch.

• Feedwhip — A free service that promises to alert you, via e-mail, when your favorite sites have been updated. Sign up for PK.com updates now, so you'll be the first to know when I post those honeymoon pictures of me and Stacy Keibler.

• Collaboradate: Search Profiles in All Major Online Dating Services — Sounds pretty efficient if you're part of that culture. I don't have a profile anywhere, but I'm first in line for YanksFansWhoGiveGreatHead.com.

• Claudia Schiffer Topless Paparazzi Pictures — OK, I know she ain't looking her best here. Beyond that, though, how 'bout this dude chillin' on his cell phone and seemingly not even interested that a topless Claudia Schiffer is trailing him? That's hardcore.

• Scarface Poster Made From Words in 300-Page Script — This one's been around for a bit, but I don't think I've ever linked to it. Who knew 1,000 instances of the word "fuck" could render such a piece of art? (Thanks, Peter)

• The Essence of eVite — My friend Joe Concha takes some whacks at people who eschew a simple yes/no for the dreaded (and voyeuristic) maybe, as well as a chance to post their life's plans for the week, as if anyone cared.

• Texas Arresting People in Bars for Being Drunk — San Antonio is nabbing people inside bars for public intoxication as a way to prevent drunk driving and "the problem of people hurting each other while drunk." Guess which city I don't plan to visit anytime soon?