"Diana Z.," a former tenant of a building owned by Beal Properties in Chicago, did not have a pleasant experience while living in their building. She was charged late fees on her rent, even though she had documentation saying she paid it on time, and was treated rudely by their customer service representative. Flustered and without much recourse, she did what many frustrated consumers do, and vented through a scathing review on Yelp. She wrote:

One Kings Lane is currently hosting Dennis Hopper's estate sale, and you have fewer than three days to decide whether or not their price of $15 for a genuine Dennis-Hopper-owned copy of Michael Madsen's book of poetry is a fair one (of course it's fair. Michael Madsen is a bruised genius, and Dennis Hopper was a modern highwayman. Buy it. Buy it for yourself, or buy it for me if it hasn't sold out already).

Forbes released its list of America's Most Miserable Cities this week, with appearances from the usual smattering of former manufacturing towns in the Rust Belt, bankrupt municipalities in central California, and burned-out coastal shells. Do you live in any of these cities? Are you unhappy? Would you describe your unhappiness as conditional and dependent on external forces, or so pervasive you barely notice it?

Three construction workers at the WTC got busted selling pot to co-workers out of their lunch pails.

Pak Rim-su, a North Korean delegate to the Korean Demilitarized Zone, warned US General James Thurman on Saturday that a joint American and South Korean military exercise would "meet a miserable destruction" if it goes through this March. In a rare phone call to a US General, Pak reportedly (reported by KCNA, the North Korean state news agency, so who knows?) told the general that, "If your side ignites a war of aggression by staging the reckless joint military exercises...at this dangerous time, from that moment your fate will be hung by a thread with every hour." And also that he better "bear in mind that those igniting a war are destined to meet a miserable destruction."

Tomorrow night, Family Guy creator Seth MacFarlane will take the stage to host the 85th Academy Awards. There are a lot of deserving nominees—and just as many, if not more, undeserving ones. Our own Rich Juzwiak will have some pre-Oscar predictions tomorrow (we'll also be here and on Twitter during the red carpet and the ceremony itself), but this is your chance to put yours on the record. Who's going to win? Who should win? Who should've been nominated, but wasn't? (You can find a full list of nominations here.)

All TechCrunch founder Michael Arrington wanted was a simple life, with a simple boat, so that he might draw out his remaining days in peaceful aquatic seclusion. Chartering retired couples and young honeymooners on day trips, resolving the quarrels of local fisherman, nibbling on sponge cake and watching the sun bake all of those tourists covered in oil. He was done with the game, and he thought the game was done with him.

Moody's has downgraded Britain's bond rating from ‘Aaa' (the highest) to 'Aa1' because of "sluggish growth."

A new report outlining a network of gay Vatican officials might have been behind the Pope's resignation earlier this month, a claim the Vatican neither confirms or denies.

"Do you want to die?" the man asks me. He stands on the steps leading to my front porch with a stack of literature in his arms. He is wearing a suit that probably looked sharp 15 years ago. Home laundering has taken its toll. The fabric is pilled, the seams are droopy. A middle-aged woman in an ankle-length skirt stands on the walkway a few feet behind him. Her hair and makeup-free face are the same washed-out color. These people have been coming to my door for several months now. Before this pair, it was another. I've collected a small stack of issues of The Watchtower, their primary publication.

In a letter yesterday, President Obama informed Congress that 40 troops, mostly Air Force logistics specialists, have been sent to Niger to establish a new drone base that will run surveillance in west Africa. The drones will support the French-led efforts against extremists in Mali, and is the latest maneuver in a steady US military build-up on the continent.

Cambridge, Mass., police are investigating reports of someone with "a long rifle and body armor" at MIT. (Update: hoax.)

People get into acting for all sorts of reasons. Because they relish exploring the complexities of the human spirit; because they majored in Art History and are otherwise unemployable; because they lubba-lubba-love gift bags. Mostly it's the gift bags.

Oscars are approaching, but no one wants to give us a gold statue. They are disappointed in us, because we advised them incorrectly, were insensitive, and misrepresented semi-anonymous boyfriends of celebrities.

The members of TVTV (Top Value Television), the 1970s guerrilla video group I cofounded, were among the first to exploit the then brand-new portable video camera. We took them to big events and turned the cameras away from the spectacle and on to the people; almost no one had seen one before, and there were no rules about how to use them, or act in front of them—not even among Oscar nominees like Mike Douglas, Jack Nicholson and Lily Tomlin, all of whom were captured by the group in 1976 for TVTV Goes the Oscars.

You may have heard by now that Urban Outfitters' favorite street artist, Banksy, was arrested in London last night on charges of vandalism. Even better, after hauling him in, police reportedly revealed Banksy's identity to the press, a huge development considering that for years everyone—including Gawker—has been doggedly speculating about who exactly is behind the world's most famous irreverent stencils and the critically lauded film Exit Through the Gift Shop. Isn't this exciting news? No, it is not, because it's all a lie.

Earlier this week, Prince Harry and a 24-year-old blonde reportedly got real weird and inappropriate at a dinner for Harry's uncle Andrew's 53rd birthday. In addition to making out with him hard for "several minutes," the Prince's guest also spent much of the evening perched on his lap (just a few seats away from his aunt and his cousin), according to witnesses. At the end of the night, a waiter brought around a tray of vodka and Red Bull for all the cool young people. The next morning, the couple savored their hangovers and a passionate embrace on the ski slopes.

Has Arkansas State Senator Jason Rapert (R-Conway) ever actually been to his own Twitter page? My guess would be no, because otherwise he most likely would have changed the background image to stop it from saying "rape" over and over again.

Internet things, am I right?

From whom should you buy a car if you want to avoid blood on the tracks? We're mixing transportation metaphors. It's OK.