Just how predictable are you? Apparently so much so that psychologist Richard Wiseman can read your mind through a pre-recorded YouTube video.

Wow, #smh.

Which of the Jolie-Pitt kids do you think will be the first to crack and write a book about growing up as one of the world's most glamorous itinerants? That's a rhetorical question. It's Pax.

Your tax dollars hard at work: The Senate has gone into recess until after Thanksgiving. That fiscal cliff can wait.

You may remember Business Insider Editor-in-Chief Henry Blodget from the time he cut-and-pasted an entire New York magazine article onto his website, or when he boldly published an inquisitive piece called, "Why Do People Hate Jews?" Today, more of the same from the man Bloomberg TV once dubbed King of the Bloggers.

The US Postal Service lost $16 billion this year. I mean. Just. Really now. Come on.

Ne-Yo's fifth album, R.E.D., was released last Tuesday and sold about 66,000 copies its first week in stores. That's about 40 percent less than his last album, Libra Scale, did its first week out, and that album was considered a disappointment. While it breaks no new ground, it's a shame that R.E.D. will probably go forgotten, as it's a collection of well-sung and -written R&B that surveys and attempts to perfect the genre's current trends. One of the loveliest tracks is "Should Be You," a Salaam Remi-produced bit of hip-hop soul that knocks like it's '96 and reminds me the most of Mario Winans' excellent "I Don't Wanna Know." That is manages to be great despite a guest verse from Diddy is a feat in itself.

Someone was clearly attempting some sort of political statement by posting signs around Dublin, Ireland, "reminding" residents to celebrate "National Smack a Bum Day" on November 15th.

God bless Marilyn Hagerty. The octogenarian North Dakota columnist whose earnest Olive Garden review went viral earlier this year has been far too busy with her own exploits to keep up with the Great New York Times Donkey Sauce boondoggle.

Does the New York Times' contempt for its advertisers know no bounds?

"Ain't Nobody's Business," Rihanna's duet with her abuser Chris Brown from her upcoming Unapologetic album, has leaked. It is an excellent pop song: sublime, clear, catchy. For its chorus, it interpolates (and slightly alters) an adlb from Michael Jackson's "The Way You Make Me Feel" for its chorus ("Ain't nobody's business but mine and my baby's"), but it's produced more in the style of Steve "Silk" Hurley's remix of Jackson's "Remember the Time." Produced by The-Dream and Los da Mystro, "Business" is a piano house number with a relaxed tempo and string shrieks, it manages to avoid EDM trappings (no drop anywhere to be found!), sounding classic and lovely. This will probably be massively popular, and impossible to ignore very, very soon. Rihanna and Chris Brown are reunited and it feels so cognitively dissonant.

God bless The Seattle Times for performing some real journalism in the not-ultimately-all-that-sordid Petraeus Affair and coming up with the much-discussed "shirtless photo" sent by FBI Agent Fred Humphries to fellow Love Pentagon member military social liaison Jill Kelley.

Things got a bit too on the nose during yesterday's episode of Anderson Live when host Anderson Cooper and guest Andy Cohen unfurled VAT19's "Party Python" — a 26-pound, 7-foot-long gummy snake — and proceeded to put both ends of the cherry-flavored innuendo in their mouths.

John Charles Villiers-Farrow, Mia's brother, is being held in a Maryland jail after being charged with several counts of child sex abuse, including two counts of perverted practice, two counts of second-degree child abuse, two counts of second-degree assault and several counts of sex abuse of a minor, according to WRC-TV.

Today is a stupidly slow news day. But is it so slow that ABC News would interview 20-year-old Temple University student Max Galuppo solely because he spotted a portrait at the Philadelphia Museum of Art of some 16th century dude that kinda looks like him?

Welcome to Thatz Not Okay, a regular column in which I school inquiring readers on what is and is not okay. Please send your questions to caity.weaver@gawker.com with the subject "Thatz Not Okay."

After Barack Obama's reelection, some business owners went so far as laying off workers and attributing it to fear of new taxes; other employers vowed to reduce employees' hours in order to avoid paying for their health care under Obamacare. Those actions are despicable in their own way, but at least they may be defended as a sort of rational business move. How exciting that one fine business owner has figured out a way to become a bigger asshole on this issue than any of his peers.

Welcome to the sleepy little east Texas town of Jasper. Home of charming organizations like the Knights of the White Kamelia (KKK) and the Hardin County Republican Party, it is also the town where, in 1998, three white men dragged James Byrd, Jr. three miles down an asphalt road, before eventually decapitating him. Welcome to Jasper, Texas.

Peter Ames Carlin, the former television critic for the Portland Oregonian, has made something of a second career out of detailed, carefully crafted, empathetic narratives of the lives of songwriting titans: First 2006's Catch a Wave, a gorgeous and thoroughly researched recounting of the strange tale of Brian Wilson, then 2009's Paul McCartney: A Life.

Would you take election advice from a man who just spectacularly blew an election call? Sure, if you're a Republican.