The internet causes all kinds of ruckus for rock stars. It can make people who aren't dead die! Or as is Diddy's case, married. Or, as is Van Morrison's case, born.

Former editor and Washington Post ombudsman, Deborah Howell, died when she was struck by a car earlier today in New Zealand. She was 68. Howell was, among other things, a pioneer for women in journalism.

The TSA's looking not-so-great these days, seeing as how their uber-reactionary measures to security breaches could technically be classified as some "PT Barnum-level shit." So how do you think they react when bloggers leak their directives? Subpoenas and door-busting, naturally.

They weren't necessarily the best, just the most popular. You saw our least popular posts before getting trashed on New Year's Eve. Before you stop caring, here are the 20 most clicked on posts of 2009.

Back in the day, The State pulled off a pitch perfect basketball shoe commercial parody, very reminiscent of the BK Dymacel commercials. If you don't remember, then the 90s are in fact "back in the day" for you.

A-Rod wanted to do it with Madonna and that's why Kate Hudson broke up with him. Jon Gosselin's freaking out his ex-girlfriends by being Jon Gosselin. Elton john and Eminem, together again. Presenting your Saturday Morning Gossip Roundup:

Said to be the most expensive cartoon produced by Film Roman—the production company responsible for The Simpsons, Bobby's World, and The Critic—Felix the Cat had some of the most beautiful animation to grace television sets on Saturday Morning.

Every comedy nerd should be familiar with, improv king, Sean Conroy. Not only can he make up hilarious scenes and characters on the spot, he can also write good stand up material. Here he talks about his quarrels with wishing.

The Wizard of NYoz emerged today to celebrate violating previous thresholds of American Plutocracy further than they've ever been sullied before. What'd he have to say? That he'd be modeling our city after—what else?—Bloomberg, Inc.

Damn. The New York Times wrote up a kerfluffle involving the Dean of Admissions at the University of Chicago, who sent out a sample essay that's a little too hott for some applicants and their parents.

Maybe Blackwater founder Erik Prince really is a "Christian crusader" protected by God, because a judge throwing out what seemed like a rock-solid case against five mercenaries for the manslaughter of 14 unarmed civilians is nothing short of a miracle.

Times Squares' "mysterious white van" owner revealed, charged with felony. Worst parking ticket ever.

Mere hours after we asked whether Rush's hospitalization means he's hitting the pill bottle again, an energetic Limbaugh took to the small screen to announce that he is healthy as an ox, and no, he is not high on Oxy.

Chuck Klosterman is now on Twitter. Do with that what you will.

Amazon recently added this gem, from a conservative publisher concerned with "the phenomenon of manipulation based in white guilt." So white guilty they changed Joseph Conrad's title, The Nigger of Narcissus, to The N-Word of Narcissus.

Hooking up and getting drunk aren't the only things the guidos and guidettes of the Jersey Shore have to do for fun. Don't forget about the fights! Let's look at how they handle conflict and retribution in their fiefdom.

Skippy the Bush Kangaroo delighted audiences worldwide during the late 1960s. With Australia experiencing the New Year first, Skippy seems the perfect wtf to usher us into the new decade; icon of the past and portent of future joys.

Jim Behrle's Kreepie Kats ring in the new year with beautiful music and awful, awful hangovers. Like you!

Congratulations to SenorDonut for being the first person to answer today's Freeze Frame. Click through for the answer.