Yesterday, we ran one of our Gawker Stalker sightings about Pete Wentz and Ashlee Simpson taking their oddly named offspring Bronx Mowgli to Central Park. Man, is Pete pissed.

Eric Schmidt now says Google thought about buying a newspaper but rejected the idea as "crossing the line" between technology and content. The real message for newspaper hacks: You're just not profitable. Compared with, say, TV and movies.

[Actor Brad Pitt arrives at the Cannes screening of his new film, Quentin Tarantino's Inglourious Basterds; image via Getty]

New York's journalist shield law may be extended to bloggers. We're drunk on power, legally!

Michael Saylor lost a record $6 billion in the tech bubble nine years ago, so maybe that's why the MicroStrategy CEO isn't letting the current financial crisis crimp his style. (Update: Correction after the jump.) Is his conspicuous high-rolling meant to signal a comeback by the culty executive?

Last month NBC's Chuck had that Subway sandwich product placement that was so laughably flagrant we thought, "This will surely hurt the credibility of NBC's 'Chuck!'" How young and naive we were. Turns out that that Subway deal is literally the only reason that Chuck still exists:

• Keith McNally's Minetta Tavern and its selection of steaks score rave reviews—and three stars—from Frank Bruni in today's New York Times. [NYT]
• A peek around Warren 77, the bar that Ranger Sean Avery co-owns. [GS]
• Jeffrey Chodorow's next project, set to open in the new Kimpton Hotel in 2010, will be a Spanish restaurant and "global food park." [IC]
• A wine auction at Christie's last night raked in $1.1 million. [NYP]
• Dining in a recession: AMNY's list of spots that offer free good. [AMNY]

[Shiny bloodsucker Robert Pattinson in Cannes; image via Bauer-Griffin]

Today, writer of trend stories about quirky and often annoying men Spencer Morgan found He-Man chilling on a park bench and totally interviewed him:

Former Lehman CEO Dick Fuld has officially stepped down as the bankrupt firm's "chairman," per a letter delivered last week to Bryan Marsal, the restructuring pro who assumed control of Lehman last fall. Finding someone to vastly overpay for a Park Avenue apartment isn't exactly part-time work, you know. [NYT/Dealbook]

Lars von Trier's ball-banging, blood-coming horror flick Antichrist has been picked up by an American distributor at Cannes. IFC Films will bring the America-hating filmmaker's crazy Willem Dafoe movie to the people he hates. This is the new cinematic diplomacy! Hope and change and bloody penises and all. [IndieWire]

"In an email roundtable, Atlantic correspondent and Vassar College assistant professor professor Hua Hsu, frequent Atlantic.com culture contributor Alyssa Rosenberg, and Government Executive staff correspondent Gautham Nagesh discuss rap's future in the age of Obama." [XXL The Atlantic]

We always figured it took something really special for Rachel Maddow to be able to put up with Keith Olbermann every evening. Now we have the answer, courtesy of author/Mac pitchman John Hodgman: A bit of La Fée absinthe mixed with Red Bull, apparently. [Twitpic via BYOT]

CNBC's Jeff Macke went progressively nuts on the air yesterday, beginning with a bizarre afternoon phone interview during which he rambled about Justin Timberlake and culminating with a 7 p.m. breakdown on CNBC Reports wherein he incoherently berated anchor Dennis Kneale. This isn't CNBC crazy—it's actually crazy.

The reason Eliot Spitzer was a terrible governor was not because he liked hookers. It was because he was an asshole who was unable to get along with anyone. This hasn't changed.

For all her success, Arianna Huffington is a notoriously difficult boss. Turnover at her Huffington Post has been high; it's mainly the young and hardy who last. So HuffPo's two new seasoned pros should produce either a surprising turnaround — or an all-too-predictable trainwreck.

Oh Ryan, you master of the turn of phrase. Clever little frosted minx. I'm gonna miss you when they pack you back up into your E! radio locker and I don't get any of you until next January. Sigh. The last competition night of the year! It was... just aight.

If Michael Bloomberg was hoping all the cash he's been spending on his reelection campaign might put off other billionaires from jumping into the race, well, it appears to be working: Supermarket mogul John Catsimatidis has called off plans to run for mayor this fall. [NYDN]