· Wildfires: Arnold fails to find the appropriate Mr. Freeze sentiments to soothe a distraught population. The scoop on your stories. The Britney angle.
· StrikeWatch: The networks eat their own. Scab for hire. Who will provide for the testosterone-fueled fanboys? Standing beside our reality brothers. A new hope? The Great Chair Dispute of 2007.
· Dumbledore: Gay, gay, gay.
· Wes Anderson so sick of the Owen question, he’s going to ask it of him himself at midnight. (And we’ll be uploading it as near to live as humanly possible.)
· Viva Laughlin is dead! Long live Viva Laughlin!
· We have an Osmond down. We repeat, Osmond. Down.
· Ryan Gosling jumps Peter Jackson’s Bones.
· Ellen’s back, trying to put the ugly Iggy e-mails behind her.
· Halle Berry’s JewishCousinNoseGate is not her finest hour. These giant bazongas, however, just may be.
· David Chase lays it in to The Sopranos‘ pathetic closure-addicts.
· Defamer returns to the Hollywood Hellhouse, and finds Bill Maher in relatively good spirits.
· Howard K. Stern might not have been the greatest influence over Anna Nicole.
· We dunno. Sometimes you just feel like a gay Indian prince.
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