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The New York Times Co. is ending its Employee Stock Purchase Plan, where employees could buy company stock at a discount. Nobody wanted to buy that crappy stock, apparently! And with good reason. The email that just went out to staffers is below.

[Singer John Mayer leaving Da Silvano with, is that College Humor's Ricky van Veen?? Photo via Splash]

We all know that Democrats love Starbucks and Hustler, while Republicans love Skoal and Soldier of Fortune. Or do they? A new study of the favorite brands of liberals and conservatives show some surprising agreements.

California gubernatorial candidate and average mom Meg Whitman has spent $140+ million of her own money to... still be trailing Jerry Brown a week before election day. And here, in her last commercial, she concedes that no one likes her.

It looks like a well-practiced routine, and if they could sing songs as well they surely would. Even cuter is when they stop but decide that stopping was a bad idea.

First it was our beds. Then our offices. Now, our wallets. Yes, the New York bedbug menace has begun to affect the city's tourism industry, with fearful, parasite-phobic travelers canceling trips. No, tourists, don't! That means the bedbugs have won!

A spot of hope for a nation of traumatized hairdressers: "I was thinking about shaving it off or changing it," Justin Bieber says of his hair. "But I know now isn't the right time. Maybe [for my] next album."

A group of young Russians decided, for whatever reason (probably Vodka-induced patriotism), to set off fireworks in a bathtub while wearing strange hats. The results are brightly colored, painful, and hilarious.

As a once-powerful economy doomed by decade-long deflation, Japan is a vision of our own future. But as trend-adopters, Japanese men are years behind us. Still with the fey emo metrosexual thing, guys?

Here's a trailer for Rabbit Hole, the dead-kid drama based on the Pulitzer-winning play by David Lindsay-Abaire. Nicole Kidman steps into the role that won Cynthia Nixon a Tony on Broadway, plus Aaron Eckhart shows up for some moping.

She must have some powerful magic, because her new man is cheating on his boyfriend to be with her. This reality star's husband is stealing, and this talk show host wants to date a rapper. Everyone's turning over new leaves.

Some shows would do well to have one major revelation in an episode, but Brothers and Sisters ups the ante. One relationship went to the next level, while another is on the rocks.

Jared Leto handpicks a gyrating babe for his next music video. Brangelina spend the day at a bath house. Chelsea Handler and 50 Cent: Back on? Monday gossip could use a good steam bath.

Tonight's Boardwalk Empire took Nucky and Margaret's relationship to the next level. It seems like just last week these crazy kids were lustfully kissing in a doorway. Now Margaret gets to live her dream life as a political mistress!

The Bed Intruder whistle-blower and fameball became the spokesperson for the app that will let you locate sex offenders in real life. Using something called augmented reality technology, you won't have to hide your kids or your wife anymore.

Now, the Jackasses still did pretty well. But man oh man, those closed-circuit demon-spirits really walked away with it this weekend. You moviegoers are an ever-trend-consuming tribe, you are. Always on to the next reality TV show-esque movie.

There have been a lot of disturbing things on Dexter, but nothing could have prepared us for this. Masuka has an elaborate back tattoo.

Many of you have probably had the colorful urban experience of vomiting in a cab, due to drunkenness, intoxication, or just plain alcohol-induced motion sickness. You disgusting lush. How much should a cab driver be compensated for your mess?

In this episode, Miami Dolphin Cory Procter gets his first publishing deal, an evil desire to displace a crying wedding singer from the top slot takes shape, and Chickenfoot bassist Michael Anthony and I are soulmates, who agree on everything.