After the media assault comes the inevitable counterspin: Kellogg flacks are saying it did not drop benighted Olympian merman Michael Phelps over a photo of his lips pressed to a bong. Even though it did.

Poster Boy is mighty famous now. But becoming an artistic remixer of public space is easy! In this little clip, Jordan Seiler of Public Ad Campaign—a Poster Boy pal—shows just how easy.

[Submit your own Gawker Stalker sightings to stalker@gawker.com] Feb. 6 @ 7:30pm Spotted! Nate and Dan. SEXY SEXY SEXY

Defamer's Week in Review: Christian soldiered onward, Bikini Girl strode outward, Jude posed dragward, and Miley mugged slantward. Remember the good times after the jump, and have a great weekend!

· Angelina Jolie is fishing for orphans off the coast of Thailand. Meanwhile, here's the natural progression.
· The Top 10 Celebrity Twitterers. (Shaq, it was always you.) And in case you feel like you've been left behind, Celebrity Tweet is here to help.
· Here's four pages of True Blood swagpires sucking every last freebie drop from the HBO Luxury Lounge.

This week's best commenters get a Shane Hurlbut custom light-tweaking in the room of their choice! Just don't get hot and bothered if he does it while you're, uh, doing it. So who won?

Friday
· U.K. rapper Lady Sovereign brings her rhymes to the Echo.
· Stormy Weather, the Lena Horne biographical musical with Leslie Uggams in the title role, continues at the Pasadena Playhouse.

If you still don't agree that Isla Fisher might be cursed, we've got publicity-stunt proof just in from the Garden State.

The curtain came up last night on Will Ferrell's Broadway debut, You're Welcome America. A Final Night with George W. Bush, and the reviews are...

Jesus Christ, stop asking Kate Winslet about her body. [Us]

Pirates had a good week - from studios admitting they're totally screwed, to actual pirates receiving millions in ransom - so we suggest you stop BitTorrenting The Wrestler and watch some family-friendly TV.

Ok, let's start with the recession, then move on to Michael Phelps.

We swore we'd gotten Bikini Girl out of our system after yesterday's breathless retelling of her final moments on American Idol—a pretty amazing run that ended much as it began, with Kara DioGuardi's hacking noises.

If you detected an extra pungent smell of Cheetos and Mountain Dew in New York today, it wasn't coming from New Jersey. It's emanating from the Javits Center, home of 2009's New York Comic Convention.

If there's one thing Entertainment Weekly loves even more than Twilight, it's Lost. However, fans may want to sic a smoke monster on the editors for divulging too much in their new cover story.

Jim Behrle's kartoon kitties discuss the merits of change and the stimulus package. It's pretty much like The Wall Street Journal Editoral Report, but with fewer rape jokes.

Today in Twitter: Demi and Ashton love Los Angeles, Los Angeles loves Rachel Sklar, Jess Coen's vagina loves Drew Barrymore, and Brian Stelter loves Trenton (and technology). Happy Friday.

What the Oscars lack in viewership will be made up for in spectacle—everything from Judd Apatow's sprawling A Salute to Penis to a Busby Berkeley-esque number placing Hugh Jackman inside a circle of scissor-kicking aboriginal-wind-spirits.

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If you're like us, you used to blame your poor Oscar-pool showing on those short films that never arrived in theaters before awards night. For better or worse, that excuse is officially over.