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—Page Six sets its gossip-ray to "righteous indignation" and blasts "fork-tongued flack" Robert Garlock for a pattern of dishonesty. We're shocked—shocked—that a publicist might not be totally forthcoming with a reporter. What's next, agents lying about offers from rival studios? Waitresses taking acting classes? The Weinsteins ordering dessert?
—Lindsay Lohan shakes off the whole Fez breakup thing by learning a neat trick. The link's safe for work, but relatively unsafe for our sense of personal worth. [via Fleshbot]
—LAist interviews Heather Havrilesky, Rabbit blogger and Salon's resident boob-tube savant. She loves her some Tyra Banks.
—Yet another actor is digitally exhumed and made to dance a little jig(metaphorically speaking) in the name of advertising.
—We're well aware that OBD/Dirt McGirt/Big Baby Jesus died this weekend, but now it looks like it's going to require a census taker to account for all of his kids.