Conde Nast's fanciest magazine is infected with the dreaded Mexican Pig Influenza! Right where Anna Wintour works! Remain calm.

Marc Dreier didn't contest the charges against him: Last month, the disgraced lawyer pleaded guilty to swindling hundreds of millions from investors and he'll be sentenced for his crimes on July 13. His son, however, appears to be keeping up the fight. Spencer Dreier filed suit against his former Union College roommate last week. The reason? Spencer claims that his former pal, Ben Clorite (right), defamed him by posting negative comments about his dad on the Wall Street Journal's Law Blog and also assaulted him.

Syracuse University's journalism school will next week honor Arianna Huffington, and already alarm bells are going off inside traditional media: Why honor a woman who doesn't pay most of her writers, undermining the school's own graduates?

The Way We Live Now: Naked. Because stores are no longer selling "Plus Sized" clothes. All that fabric is expensive! So nude Americans sit at home, causing all the baguette stores to go broke, forcing small business owners to sell their dinosaur skeletons just to stay afloat.

In a look at the shifting geography of late-night TV as Jay Leno prepares to move to 10 p.m., the New York Times' Bill Carter and Brian Stelter drop an idea we hadn't heard before: ABC is thinking of moving Nightline up to 10 p.m. as well.

Hi Jesse: It's John Cook from Gawker again. I thought I'd check in and renew my interview request in light of the murder of Dr. George Tiller yesterday because he was, in your boss' words, a "Nazi" and "baby killer" who ran a "death mill" and must be stopped.

Hollywood gets on with the business of being Hollywood, selling top-quality products and bottom-shelf products all in the same breath. In that vein we have a 1910 adventure series going to screen, and the Octo-mom lady getting a show.

General Motors is bankrupt. Whoops. It was probably going to happen no matter what, but lots of people hoped that bankruptcy would remain a threat that would encourage everyone to band together to save the company. Who is to blame for the death of the American auto industry?

When the American Girl corporation had to pick a name for its new Jewish Girl doll, they went with: "The name of an Earth Liberation Front enviro-terrorist arsonist wanted by the FBI." Hey, that's racist.

Conan O'Brien is set to debut as the new host of the Tonight Show this evening, which is exciting. Though we do worry that because he's now on an hour earlier, our favorite kinds of Late Night bits might be deemed too weird or risky. Favorites likes these hallowed treasures:

The show that Barack and Michelle Obama attended on Saturday evening is benefiting nicely from presidential publicity. The number of advance tickets sold yesterday for Joe Turner's Come and Gone was triple that of the previous Sunday. Now the Obamas just need to attend a new show every week and Broadway will be back in business in no time. [NYP]

Pixar continues its eerily strong success streak with its latest picture, about a floating house. Terminator is in trouble, while the Ben Stiller bubble has yet to pop. It probably never will.

Here's what Grape Nuts is, really: wheat, barley, yeast, water. Here's what Grape Nuts is not: everything they told you it was.

It was back in late April that we said "oh, come on" to the news that Norm Coleman wanted to begin oral arguments in his state supreme court election appeal "no sooner than mid-May." Mid-May! Hah! Now it is June. And the first day of oral arguments!

The pirates that hijacked the hero crew of the hero ship Maersk Alabama last month took $30,000 from the ship's safe. Now two of the pirates are dead, and the third is waiting to stand trial in NYC. So, uh, where's that cash?

A couple of weeks ago, state officials issued a report indicating New York City may need a new area code in the near future. It seems phone numbers for the 718 and 347 area codes—which are in use in Brooklyn, Queens, Staten Island, and the Bronx—will run out by late 2011. Cindy Adams doesn't live in any of those boroughs (her apartment is a Park Avenue penthouse, thank you very much), but she's still outraged by the prospect: "Making someone get another area code is like making them move to the back of the bus. It's discrimination."

Conde Nast has always been able to afford the luxury of publishing money-losing magazines, thanks the other half of their parent company—the Newhouse newspaper chain—subsidizing them with cash. Those days are gone. Now, a cable company is all that keeps Conde afloat. And the Newhouse family's getting antsy:

[Kristen Stewart of "Twilight" at the MTV Movie Awards last night; image via Bauer-Griffin

Today we have a rapper on E, a crazy long Cannes item, an Oscar-honored actress spiraling down into tabloid tackiness, a hedgie with a wayward teenage son, and a celebrity stylist who tried to swindle a TV chef.

Condé Nast just sent out a memo warning staffers that an employee who works on the 12th floor of 4 Times Square—the floor occupied by Vogue—has swine flu. [NYM/Daily Intel]