You know how we're always remind you to update your privacy settings? Here's a great example why: If you try to hire a hitman on your Facebook wall, and your Facebook wall is public, you will get arrested.

The New York legislature's lower house passed a gay marriage bill 80-63 on Wednesday, the fourth time the State Assembly has done so. The bill must now pass the Senate, where it currently has 31 of 32 votes needed. [NY1]

Scientists at Johns Hopkins studying psilocybin (the active ingredient in hallucinogenic "magic mushrooms") say they've figured out the dosage "sweet spot"—the "mama bear" dose at which a hypothetically adventurous Goldilocks would say "just right, man."

As Rep. Anthony Weiner (presumably) gets a stern talking-to from his wife, Democratic leaders are planning to meet tomorrow to discuss the possibility of stripping the congressman of his seat on the Energy and Commerce Committee.

Today we heard the happy news that Natalie Portman gave birth to a son yesterday. Good for her! It's rather amazing that she did it actually, one commenter points out.

Saxby Chambliss has become the first senator to release an iPhone app. This would be an ominous development even if the Georgia Republican's office didn't have a history involving online hate speech.

The CIA's website is down, and the hacking group Lulz Security is claiming credit on Twitter.

There will be a sexual switch-up on True Blood this season, and now we're eager to find out who. Also today: Russell Crowe is moving to a different planet for a while, a deserving actress gets a big role, and the Oscars will never be the same again.

Ever dream of slurping down fettuccine across the table from the most wanted man in the world? You can now bid on lunch with Julian Assange.

In November of 1994, a bunch of unknown guys ran up on Tupac at Quad Studios in Manhattan, shot him, and robbed him. (Not the shooting that killed him! That was two years later.) That 1994 shooting was the spark that set off the East Coast-West Coast hip hop wars. And the assailants have never been discovered. Until now, maybe, allegedly!

Last week Dr. Oz showed America all the crap inside of his colon. Now The Doctors has provided us with the strangest poop demonstration we've ever seen, and, boy, have I seen some strange poop demonstrations.

This vintage clip of Larry David doing a stand up comedy bit on the old show Fridays has been kicking around for awhile, but when it came to my attention again today it just reminded me how bad he looked!

Word continues to leak out about why Newt Gingrich's campaign fired him last week, and the answer continues to be: Callista Gingrich.

The notorious meat dress Lady Gaga wore to the MTV Video Music Awards is going on display at the Rock 'N' Roll Hall of Fame this summer. Wait, it hasn't rotted yet? Will it have a special refrigerated case?

Earlier this week we brought you Target's cheesy-yet-repugnant anti-union video, which is used to "train" new employees. Target has issued a (very muted!) statement that the video's no longer in use. That's not what we heard.

The federal government is just like you and me. Except it can legally kill people, and, instead of spending thousands of dollars on gadgets, it spends millions. Think you buy a lot of Apple gear? Not even close. [Gizmodo]

Today on his radio program, fat blowhard (and Gawker fan!) Rush Limbaugh announced an exciting new venture: a Rush-branded line of chewable OxyContin tablets. Just kidding! No, Limbaugh is totally not addicted to prescription drugs anymore. No, he's hawking iced tea, because why not?

So, now that Anthony Weiner tweeted a picture of his dick, it's open season on all embarrassing pictures of Anthony Weiner, from any point in his life.

Welcome back to Midweek Madness when we check in with gossip mags Ok!, Us, Star, In Touch and Life & Style. This week: Suri Cruise's $100,000 treehouse, Brad's present for Angelina, and Rihanna and Chris Brown. [Jezebel]

In your weaponized Wednesday media column: Brian Stelter forms a media power couple, the NYT's Week in Review revamp approaches, Keith Olbermann's childishness cataloged, Lloyd Grove lurches drunkenly, and the NY Daily News gets new offices.