Mike Arrington is close to selling his influential TechCrunch blog to AOL, GigaOm reports. An announcement is said likely at TechCrunch's ongoing Disrupt conference – from which Arrington has been notably absent this afternoon.

Sarah Palin is in tonight's DWTS audience to support her daughter, Bristol (watch Bristol's grody routine from last week here). Tom Bergeron interviewed Palin a bit ago, and—just beforehand—the audience booed. Loudly! What gives? The video, inside.

"Shh... Don't Tell Steve" is a just-announced CBS sit-com based on a Twitter account where a guy secretly tweets about his slob roommate. Unfair! When I tweeted about my roommate I just got an angry phone call from him.

Watch as Zach Galifianakis makes fun of his Asian roommate, waking up in the massage chair at Brookstone, and sweating feta cheese.

Tonight, Access Hollywood was just a bit more ridiculous than usual when Maria Menounos admitted to "smiling and laughing" about Lindsay Lohan's drug problems, Menounos and Billy Bush joked about Lohan's mugshots, Bush talked about a possible lip job, and more!

Facebook's first venture investor says The Social Network could encourage college students into a life of dropout web hacking much as the 1987 picture Wall Street encouraged them into investment banking.

Following Justin Bieber's acting debut on CSI, the burgeoning 16-year-old lesbian thespian is set to go into production on his own a 3D biopic. Video inside.

Tonight—at 8:00 PM on ABC, and for two *live* hours—the remaining 11 celebrities from this season of Dancing with the Stars will sashay on the ballroom floor for the judges' scores and your votes. Your open thread, inside.

[Gripped by a record-breaking heat wave, southern Californians take refuge in the waves of Huntington Beach. Los Angeles reached its highest recorded temperature ever, 113F, this afternoon. Image via AP.]

The Spin Crowd took a trip to the Hamptons to rub elbows with the relevant elite like Kelly Rowland. Watch the class truly shine as the girls skinny-dip and leave a sad weave in their wake.

Jonathan Lethem, the author of such Brooklyn-centric novels as Motherless Brooklyn and Fortress of Solitude, is leaving Brooklyn for California.

CBS just signed its second TV deal based on a Twitter account, and inked Ashton Kutcher to produce. Hollywood now officially has a monster crush on movies and TV serials about websites.

Chronically masturbating actor James Franco has finally responded to reports he slept through class at Columbia: "It was this extra thing, it was 10 at night, it wasn't a class." Sounding a little cranky—maybe Jimmy needs a nap?

On last night's episode of Keeping Up With The Kardashians, Kris Jenner had herself a little accident while chasing her daughter around. In an effort to help their mom with her new "problem", her family took drastic measures.

Bill Clinton is pretty content nowadays. He's rich, his initiative is soaring, the White House needs him. This is happiness. But never underestimate his love for acting on ancient grudges, as he did with sex pariah John Edwards in 2008.

Dressed in his best "geek wear" Justin Timberlake (who plays the founder of Napster) proves he is of the people. He whispers (on national television, no less!) that if he had gone to college he would have illegally downloaded music.

The FTC has filed suit against POM, the overpriced juice that looks a lot like blood. Apparently pomegranate juice does not have "super health powers," nor does it contribute to the "fight against cardiovascular, prostate, and erectile health." Bummer.

Former Haitian presidential candidate and Fugee Wyclef Jean has been hospitalized for "stress and fatigue," in addition to "headaches." The simple fact that those are all often euphemisms for more scandalous conditions should not be construed as meaning anything. [Billboard]

Today on Oprah, celebrities shared the jobs they would work if they weren't already famous. Tony Danza chose to be a teacher, Angie Harmon chose forensic science, and tennis star Serena Williams chose to touch the Queen of Daytime's feet.

Remember Mouse Trap, the Rube Goldberg-type game from your childhood? What would you do if I told you that there was a life-sized version of it in Queens last weekend? I bet you'd click inside to watch the video, amirite?