1. Brad Pitt's crotch on the L'Uomo Vogue cover: wait, is Troy the stealthiest gay movie yet?
2. We didn't even want to get into the NYT article on Dodgeball today. But yes — the whole point of "Friendster for your cell phone" is to get laid.
3. London premieres a high-resistance shopping cart for supermarket workouts.
4. It's true: Miramax boss Harvey Weinstein has sold his memoirs. We figure it'll be a thinly-veiled and super-bitchy roman a clef about how all his assistants bitched him out and screwed him over.