This is the sort of thing you fantasize about for hours after someone has successfully usurped a spot that you clearly intended to park in. This girl made it a reality.

In our Stoli Twitter Room, film insiders (like Deborah Scranton, Tribeca's 2006 Best Doc Feature winner) are Tweeting madly about all things TFF, including Joan Rivers stalking, hawk sightings, and Ashley Dupré's side boob. And a free panty! Gallery inside.

The White House press corps has some complaints about how they're treated (I know, crazy!). On the one hand, sure, power to the press. On the other hand, everyone sounds like children jealous of the New York Times.

If you thought Rachael Ray confessing her crush on 11-year-old Modern Family actor Rico Rodriguez was the creepiest part of today's show, wait til you hear the most heavy handed sponsor-placement we've seen since...well...an episode of Modern Family.

We were too busy paying good money to see Courtney Love sleepwalk through a 45-minute set at Terminal 5 last night to watch the season premiere of The City. Luckily fictional freelancer Betsey Morgenstern was on the job.

As anyone who has survived a mud season in Vermont can tell you, nothing good can happen with do it yourself tow jobs. Here, nothing good happens.

Last night on Jimmy Kimmel, Dominic Monaghan exposed American Idol for all its evil, nonsensical tendencies. Spoiler alert: stay tuned for the shiny Vanilla Ice jumpsuit.

There's a long history of musically inclined presidents. Nixon was an accomplished pianist, Harding played every instrument under the sun, and we all know how badass Clinton is at the sax. But Obama? Who knew his singing was so angelic?

In your indignant Wednesday media column: yet another example of the WSJ's determined surliness, big media buys cheap ass stories, the battle for control of the doomed Philly papers, and Alex Pareene is somewhere else now.

Kristin Chenoweth's boozy April Rhodes was back last night as our favorite musical misfits gave us a double dose of Burt Bacharach songs. It was a doozy downer of an episode, but we still shed some tears of joy.

AOL just sold ICQ for at least $100 million less than it paid, cementing the brand's infamous association with the absolute worst deals in internet history. To cut a deal with the internet conglomerate is to invite epic disaster.

The channel that brought you Bridezillas and marathons of The Golden Girls (is anyone hotter than Betty White these days?) is now bringing you a new twist on reality television: Sunset Boulevard Sunset Daze.

The embattled nightclub at the West Village hotspot the Jane Hotel was forced to close its doors in October to address building code violations. They're done making changes and are getting ready to reopen. The neighbors are gonna be pissed.

What's worse than being voted off of Dancing With the Stars? Crying, making statements about loving your dance partner, and camera filming your fake TV fiancee's jealous bitchface for all of America to see.

Last night's singing blitzkrieg brought the final six to Nashville by way of the Canadian wilds, as a singer who hasn't done anything interesting in years (or ever?) was the featured catalog artist/mentor.

[Jesse James reacts to Sandra Bullock announcing their divorce and her now single-parent adoption: "The decision to let my wife end our marriage, and continue the adoption of Louis on her own, has been the hardest." Image: Pacific Coast News]

After being caught on mic complaining about a Rochdale voter he'd previously spoken to (he called her a "bigoted woman"), Prime Minister Gordon Brown was forced to listen to his own words while ironically, being filmed in Radio 2's studio.

Manifestation of capitalism's logical conclusion Wal-Mart has nearly finished blanketing small-town America with huge unattractive warehouse centers. But that does not mean Wal-Mart will stop expanding. It is now getting smaller to swarm you, like the nanobots of Prey.

Maybe she didn't get the LL Cool J reference, but make no mistake, Courtney Love is a team player with a clatch. On The View she revealed band names she owns but chose "Hole" over.

Designer Alexander McQueen's autopsy reveals he ingested cocaine, sleeping pills, and tranquilizers before hanging himself.