Just as this family is about to recieve the gift of a lifetime, Mom trips and faceplants. Watch as she plows head-first in to some concrete. Ouch.

Lindsay Lohan is "on hiatus" from her power-publicist Leslie Sloan-Zelnick, reports the website Crushable. So the actress will have to explain suing a taunting milkaholic baby and getting fired from an escort job on her own. She's a very creative communicator! Update: We've been told that Lohan has been on hiatus with her publicist since last summer and Sloane-Zelnick has been typically directing reporters to contact Lohan's lawyer instead.

We were too busy attending a screening of Hot Tub Time Machine so we missed the latest episode of Kell on Earth. Luckily fictional freelancer Betsey Morgenstern was there with her flux capacitor to capture the action.

Gossip Girl returned from a long hiatus last night and gave us plenty of sex, drugs, and rock n' roll. Well, if we substitute "rock n' roll" for "coat check room hookups" then we had it all in spades!

Anthony Bourdain has a big problem with food bloggers. He doesn't see why someone would want to eat food, document it, and then have other people view the results of that experience. Pot, meet kettle.

In your tribute-laden Tuesday media column: John Roberts in follicle change caper, the Supreme Court hates reporters and death row inmates equally, Rupert Murdoch's birthday, and MSNBC is made of air.

The struggle between family and identity defined the lives of the three twentysomethings profiled on last night's True Life. All from disparate Amish communities, the three were united in their quest to balance antiquated upbringings and their "real world" dreams.

Let me declare up front: I may not be The Bachelor's target audience. You see, I have a confession to make to the GawkerTV community: I do not watch reality television. Shocking, yes.

Florida governor Charlie Crist must wake up every morning and wonder what happened? He used to be the most popular man in Florida. Now he's telling Greta Von Susteren that his primary opponent gets his back waxed on your dime.

This may seem like an easily answered question — people get plastic procedures hoping to look young and beautiful forever — but given a recent spate of cosmetic surgery horrorshows, we increasingly just don't understand why anyone gets "work done."

Longtime NYT Co. PR chief Catherine Mathis left the paper for a less stressful job last August. Now the company has finally replaced her with Bob Christie, from Dow Jones, who is a fairly sane guy in our experience. Also perhaps he brings some scandalous Rupert Murdoch secrets? But probably not. Internal memo below:

The star-studded third season of Yo Gabba Gabba is premiering all week long on Nickelodeon. Have you been watching? If you had, you would have seen Sarah Silverman play a mime at 10:30 this morning.

Sadly, Robert Halderman, the CBS News producer who allegedly tried to blackmail David Letterman out of $2 million, will plead guilty today in exchange for an (extremely light) six month sentence. And the trial would have been so much fun!

Just last month, Gothamist boss Jake Dobkin was slamming the New York Times as uncompetitive, unoriginal, and lazy. Today, the NYT has plastered Gothamist with the most in-your-face wallpaper ad buy we've ever seen. Huh. Let's recall that rant!

Up in the Air had a rough Oscar night: getting shut out, a drunken lead actor, and losing Best Adapted Screenplay. Not to pour salt on the wound, but here's a collection of some continuity errors in Jason Reitman's film.

After a long, long (but not long enough?) winter away, our good friends from the Upper East Side have returned to us, dressed all in black and hunting for ghosts. There is no power in the afterlife.

In addition to to providing your digital music, movies and "print" media, Apple would also like to be the gateway to your home and bank account. Meet the iKey, the invention that lets Steve Jobs mediate your most private spaces.

J. Lo may have guest starred on last night's HIMYM, but what is everybody talking about? It's Jason Segel's musical performance. The smooth melody of raucous bedroom carnality sprang through his voice in an exciting vibrato... but at what cost?

When I'm not practicing my break dancing routine with my homeboys, I'm often thinking to myself: "Gee, I wish I could make a difference, but how?" Luckily, this census rap video has shown me the light.