[Submit your own Gawker Stalker sightings to stalker@gawker.com] Feb. 25 @ 12 pm Just saw wee Anderson heading into a bodega. Very Chelsea casual, though looking tired and a bit out of it.

When the good commercials disappear from TV, what are you left with? Unceasing Recession-themed ads. Like these! Cars, services, lottery tickets, infomercials—they all feel your pain! Over, and over, and over...

President Obama provided hope to the lovelorn by sharing the cell phone number of his hottie speechwriter Jon Favreau. We called it, or course. Would you like to hear his voice? It's like we aready know him.

It's hard for the rich to find good, expensive things to spend their money on these days without causing a populist uproar. So a $28 million chair is, like, perfect!

• President Obama's first Congressional address drew in 33.6 million viewers last night, according to preliminary figures from Nielsen. [ML]
• It was Chris Matthews who muttered "Oh, God" on MSNBC last night, right when Bobby Jindal was about to deliver the Republican response. [Politico]
• Fourth-quarter profit declined 77 percent at the Washington Post Co. [NYT]
• Remember the DABA Girls? Yea, well, much of what they told the Times was BS, which is why the paper issued a correction today. [Newsweek, NYT]
• The CW has renewed a bunch of shows, including 90210, Smallville, America's Next Top Model, and—most importantly—Gossip Girl. [Variety]
• Ex-Domino editor Deborah Needleman is "spending more time at the gym" in order to acquire "one of those Connecticut-housewife bodies," FYI. [MM]
• Jared Kushner may be cutting a deal to sell the Observer at Starbucks. [NYP]

Real Housewives alert! They're getting closer! Though still in the Hamptons, the wan, gauzy summer is drawing to a close and soon they'll be back in our beloved Manhattan, shedding wrinkly skin like first snowfall.

Philip Seymour Hoffman back in NYC (but still wearing a hat), standing on the set of his latest movie, Jack Goes Boating ... Keri Russell walking with her son and husband in Brooklyn ... Kate Winslet arriving at JFK after her jaunt to LA for the Oscars ... Alexa Ray Joel shopping and juggling two cups of coffee simultaneously ... Will Ferrell watching the Knicks play at Madison Square Garden ... Taylor Momsen shopping with a friend in Soho ... Heather Mills standing on the sidewalk ... Katie Holmes leaving her apartment ... America Ferrera cuddling with a couple of dogs on the set of Ugly Betty ... and Robert De Niro walking through JFK after his trip to the Oscars.

Condé Nast is "having the worst year of any publisher," or so a "rival executive" tells Keith Kelly today. The facts pretty much speak for themselves, though: While there's been a 24 percent drop-off in ad pages industry-wide, the Joanne Lipman-edited trainwreck otherwise known as Portfolio is down 60 percent, and Wired has seen its ad pages plummet 57 percent. Any good news? Why, yes, there most certainly is. Golf World is doing quite nicely these days, you'll be happy to hear. [NYP]

Last night, America as a whole was introduced to Louisiana Governor and up-and-coming Republican superstar Bobby Jindal. And they couldn't stop giggling at him.

Snacks: are you purchasing a sufficient percentage of yours from the Frito-Lay brand? If you're a woman, the answer is probably no. But don't worry, ladies; neuromarketing targeting your hippocampus will change that soon.

At least some people are still shopping! "A leather armchair once owned by Yves Saint Laurent fetched 21.9 million euros, or $28 million, at the second night of Christie's auction of Mr. Saint Laurent's art collection. The price made the chair the most-expensive piece of 20th-century design sold at auction. The buyer was Cheska Vallois, the dealer who sold it to the French designer in the early 1970s." [WSJ, Bloomberg]

The "Dating a Banker Anonymous" girls, who quickly became America's least favorite gold diggers when the NYT profiled them last month, now say that they were just playing around! But this doesn't absolve them, no:

[Alec Baldwin at JFK airport yesterday; image via INF]

The Times reports today that Mayor Bloomberg has been secretly expanding his lair on East 79th Street in recent years, since the 7,500 square feet of space on five floors that he already owned wasn't enough, clearly. In "transactions that have gone all but unnoticed," Bloomberg has been buying up space in the building next door, and has since acquired four of the six apartments at 19 East 79th Street, giving him a total of 12,500 square feet to run around in. Presumably this would be plenty of space for a bachelor mayor whose kids don't live with their parents (and whose girlfriend has a posh Park Avenue apartment of her own to go home to). But maybe not!

When the ladies from The Real Housewives of New York City were criticized for being hopelessly out of the touch with the current economic climate, they argued that the show had been filmed before the financial crisis, so it wasn't really their fault. Well, it appears that Jill Zarin has still failed to pick up a copy of the newspaper. OK! asked the fabric mogul's wife where to go to find a rich husband and instead of providing an answer that actually makes sense (move to China?), she reverted to the sort of advice that might have been useful in 2005. "If you want to find a rich husband, go sit in a private airplane terminal," Jill Zarin says. "Anyone coming off a private airplane is probably doing all right."

Yesterday Rupert Murdoch himself, the big guy, took the time to sign off on an uncommonly civil apology for the New York Post's racist cartoon. But Al Sharpton is still demanding actual actions. Whoa now!

Today we have a rock star who has drug parties, a sad old model, and two Oscar after party events: one racist, the other sort of funny.

• Alex Rodriguez may be moving into 15 Central Park West, after all. Six months after reports surfaced that the scandal-plagued slugger was looking to buy a four-bedroom in the building comes word that he has his eye on a two-bedroom, $30,000-a-month rental. The timing should work out nicely: He's currently in contract to sell his old place at Trump Park Avenue. [Page Six]
• Eve Weinstein, the ex-wife of movie mogul Harvey Weinstein, has lowered the price of her sixth-floor apartment at 1133 Fifth Avenue, which she first put on the market back in December for $13.5 million. The four-bedroom spread with private elevator landing is now listed for $12.5 million. [Cityfile, Sotheby's]
• Moby and Stacey Bendet are on the hunt for a tenant in Los Angeles. The duo teamed up in 2008 to pay $2.95 million for a Hollywood Hills property that they intended to use as a "style salon" and recording studio. It's now available for $15,000 a month. [Real Estalker]

"Wrapping around block of the Sheraton New York Hotel for hours, more than 5,000 people—many in business attire—waited in single-file lines for a chance to submit resumes and chat briefly with recruiters... Outside the event people exchanged leads, shivered, and some tried to sneak in through back doors or employee entrances." [Financial Times, photo via Flickr]

Yesterday it was revealed that the Post had decided to part ways with longtime gossip Liz Smith. Her last column will appear in the paper tomorrow. But before she heads out the door, you can have a listen to the voicemail that greeted callers when the 86-year-old was running around town hunting down juicy bits of gossip (or, say, having long lunches with her pals). It's our farewell salute to an industry legend. Best of luck, Liz, and thanks for the memories. [Previous voicemails]