When Elizabeth Spiers, Gawker original, set out to create a blog that would mimic the gossip overheard at a Wall Street party, we expected a swanky looking site with martinis clinking, lines of coke on marble tables, and high heeled stems.

We got a superman looking cartoon with a huge $ sign on his chest. (Hmm, not exactly the dreamy Wall Street prince we expected to swing by and buy us an apartment.) The site also welcomes its new readers with a flashing ad that reads "Like Finance? Like Blogs?" and then encourages browsers to read "Ron's Rant" on CFO.com. But, Spiers does welcome you to read her site, anyway — you know, since you're already there and all.

Anyway. Welcome to DealBreaker.

What? You were expecting flashing lights? Big ticker symbols scrolling across the middle of the page? Serious commentary? Stevie Cohen on a stick?

We don't really do that. But here's what you will find: posts about the precise size of the guitar collection on Paul Allen's yacht spaceship, posts about the disparity between what Aswath Damodaran thinks is the dark side of valuation and what we think is the dark side of valuation (hint: high-quality cocaine), banker body counts (thank you, John Mack), interviews with people about how much money they make and whether they sometimes buy things just so they can throw them away, sightings of Eliot Spitzer, pitchbook origami, fun with league tables, and so on. And occasionally we'll break news or do something that's otherwise useful. Which will be entirely an accident. We apologize in advance.

At first we though, oh, cool, no boring finance news ... at least not a focus on boring finance news. Then we saw the five Mediabistro-type news feeds full of headlines we couldn't scan for gossip. But, despite this quirks, as the boss pointed out "this is the biggest blog to break since Office Pirates." (Even though we've only checked it about three times since it launched.)

But, if you know what's good for you, you know that Spiers works in mysterious ways. We'll be reading up on this one, for at least a week. In the off-chance we get invited to a Wall Street party, we don't want to look like idiots playing "where in the blogosphere is Greg Lindsay?"

Editor's Letter: Welcome to DealBreaker [Elizabeth Spiers, DealBreaker]