Who hasn't fibbed about their age, salary, or penis size, but there is one A-list out there who has made up an entire mythology for her past. Up next, a reality show host who steals ideas. Do tell!

Monday wasn't good to former Everybody Loves Raymond star Patricia Heaton. First a former assistant filed a lawsuit against her for unpaid wages, then she made a fool of herself on national television. Seriously, you have to see this.

Usually the week before Project Runway starts there is a noticeable buzz in the air—at least in circles who obsess about the show. This year the mood seems more like Christmas Eve in Israel. Why the collective shrug?

Looks like we're not the only ones watching Mad Men. 2.8 million watched the premiere, up 33% from last season's debut of 2 million viewers. Can Don Draper hold their interest?

We're Tarantino fans for sure, but a WWII movie about Nazi-killing Jews? We're a little skeptical, and the critics aren't helping our confusion.

There is no reason why the hoofers on Dancing with the Stars should be the only ones to make profit from the show. While they're endorsing diet plans and signing deals, we're going to bet cash on the winner.

If you still have last night's third season premiere of Mad Men sitting on your DVR, move on to something else. Or maybe you're not planning to watch. Either way, here are the plot points Matt Weiner put into play.

And no, you can not guess Star Jones. Her arrangement marriage ended a while ago. This must be a new one. Also for your pondering: crazy actress diets, a director who pees himself, and a country singing meth dealer. Fun!

Well the first episode of the new season of Mad Men just ended. Let's scan the internet to get the immediate reactions of a few folks, shall we?

Jesus. Will you people please, please STFU about Mad Men, the third season of which premieres tonight? [Ed. NO!] Fine. For people who'll be opting out of watching this evening, here're your five talking points/excuses when discussing at work tomorrow.

Or so goes today's lacerating NYT piece on The Weinstein Company's fate, "The Weinsteins Scamble to Regain a Golden Touch in Hollywood." Like old Miramax films, it's juicy, exciting, illuminating, and troubling. It also lays their survival strategy bare.

From this weekend's major releases, the movie generating the most excitement: District 9, a relatively low-budget thriller about human-alien relations in South Africa. But it - like many films like it - has a heavy theme: goddamn aliens!

Guest of a Guest has a tip that Harvey Weinstein is trying to sell the Weinstein Co.'s stake in A Small World, a useless "Facebook for millionaires" that the company stupidly invested in three years ago.

The Summer of Death (Michael Jackson, John Hughes, Farah Fawcett) has triggered uncontrolled 1980s cultural recycling: ABC is developing an hour-long dramedy based on St. Elmo's Fire. Topher Grace is attached. Nostalgia will be the death of us all. [Reuters]

You can't swing a hepcat (you know, from the '60s!) without hitting a feature about Mad Men, then why aren't there many details about, you know, the actual show.

Some of those crazy contraptions at the gym can be scary, but not as scary as a macho movie star who like stow off his own equipment. Also dirty tween stars, cheating actresses, and doing the butt (sexy, sexy).

Earlier tonight actor Thomas Lennon announced on Twitter that Reno 911!, the improv sitcom that has to rank as one of the more underappreciated shows in the history of television, has been canceled by Comedy Central.

Jeremy Piven, Dane Cook and Kid Rock all went out in Vegas together and took a picture to document the fun times, which they then posted to Twitter. Prepare to moisten when you click through!

We all know that John Hughes died a week ago on the street in Manhattan, but just exactly where did it happen?

LaToya wants to dance with stars. Jermaine wants a tribute concert. Now, mom Katherine wants them all to reunite for a touring extravaganza of mourning. So, how much is each Jackson worth?