A reader sends this photo of a vanity plate that everyone can enjoy, taken on a street in Bushwick, Brooklyn. "The front of the car was all smashed up," she adds.

With Black Friday a mere three days away (two, if you go by Target's definition of "Friday"), many people are already feeling overwhelmed at the prospect of leaving their homes, walking into a store, and purchasing the goods they find therein.

At a press conference this afternoon, Cecil Singleton, the second person to accuse Elmo voice actor Kevin Clash of underage sex in as many weeks, sought to clarify exactly what his relationship with Clash entailed.

A substantial portion of GQ's new interview with Frank Ocean, "Ocean-ography" (part of its Men of the Year coverage) is devoted to his infamous Tumblr letter that identified him as...well, someone who once loved a man, nothing more, nothing less. Part of the exchange goes:

The solid fifth album from people's diva, Keyshia Cole, Woman to Woman, is out this week and this song is its second single. She's singing her ass off, selling the cliché with the urgency of someone who has collection agencies on the other line. In another era, this would be a huge crossover smash — if not Cole's signature song, it would at least become her "I Have Nothing." Could still happen (anything is possible), but the chances of this going on to be a singing-competition staple are slight. Anthem ballads just don't sell like they used to. Prove me wrong, universe! Please.

This afternoon, in "What's Mitt Up to These Days?": Mitt Romney is at Disneyland, looking better than he did pumping gas this morning. On right: creepy Josh Romney.

What's life without cheap thrills, really? And no thrill is cheaper than a reporter struggling to maintain composure live on television as his world crumbles around him.

When a preschool teacher in Ohio decided to replace all the toys and learning materials in the class with cardboard boxes and other raw materials, he expected some grumbling from his three-year-old students.

America's raddest mayor Cory Booker will live off food stamps to support welfare assistance.

"Did Chuck have AIDS?" someone off camera asks Rufus as he's storming out of frame. The setup is a candid interview, maybe for a reality show, maybe for a Maury-like talk show, and Rufus, a pastor, is refusing to answer questions about the man his wife caught him cheating with chapters and chapters ago in R. Kelly's Trapped in the Closet saga.

Holiday gifts for adults are dumb. Gifts for children? OK, fine, indulge the children a bit around Christmas and Hanukkah if you can afford it. It's a longstanding tradition in our culture and, if you get them a good gift, like a book, they might learn something. But gifts for adults? Please. Adults should not be asking for or giving one another gifts.

Another former "Mickey Mouse Club" Mouseketeer has died, along with the good old days.

On today's pre-recorded Anderson Live, our host with the most let his famously white hair down with co-hosts Kathie Lee Gifford and Hoda Kotb. While Anderson may be very good at stealing the hearts of middle-aged white women and reporting from war zones, he is not very good at drinking. It took a couple sips of white wine and good ole Andy was slurring like Diane Sawyer on election night and spouting off sex jokes.

On the most recent episode of his late-night talk show/stand up comedy hybrid Brand X, host Russell Brand invited two members of the much-reviled Westboro Baptist Church — convert Steve Drain and founder Fred Phelps' son Timothy — to explain themselves before an audience of Hell-bound heathens.

Not since the original Fear Factor has a television show so unapologetically capitalized on our sadistic consumerist tendencies, but TruTV's new show Killer Karaoke has done that all over again and so much more. The hour-long television event (which premieres this Friday, the day after Thanksgiving) features five contestants competing for a grand prize of $10,000 while singing cult-classic hits from the last three decades while being forced to engage in several challenges that could potentially maim if not kill them. For instance, watch this guy sing "Hard to Handle" while repeatedly receiving several volts of electric shock.

This web site, myself included, has been frequently unkind and occasionally unfair to ABC News White House correspondent Jake Tapper over the years. So allow me to recant, sort of: Over the course of the last election campaign, Tapper has been among the least obnoxious mainstream-media voices in the Washington bubble. His brief stint filling in as host of This Week was the best thing to happen to that show in years (and I nominated him as its permanent host). But more important, he has written an excellent, unsparing new book about the tragic mindlessness of the war in Afghanistan and the lives of the men and women tasked with waging it.

Knick-knack monster Wal-Mart is facing an uncharacteristically well-organized worker strike this Friday, on what is one of the busiest shopping days of the year. The company is scared enough to try to get the NLRB to tell the company's own employees they can't protest. Since we can't imagine that that long-shot attempt at crushing dissent will be successful, you should be ready for Wal-Mart Black Friday: Protest Edition.

After seven days in seven countries — seven tour stops separated by long rides on a Boeing 777 — our long national nightmare is over: the Rihanna plane has landed in New York, carrying with it the 150 beleaguered fans and journalists who'd been held captive at the whim of their Barbadian mistress. But for many, the last few hours were the hardest.

While visiting Arlington National Cemetery last month, Lindsey Stone thought it would be amusing to snap a photo of herself "disrespecting" the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier by flipping it off and pretending to make noise.

Kate Bush and Big Boi are well on their way to becoming BFFs. Which one are you more jealous of?