Drugs that kill! Hospitals that kill! Pregnancies that kill! These and other things that kill, in today's Health Watch—where we keep an eye on health (yours)!

After the government's jackbooted thugs decided that "light" cigarettes were illegal, terrified consumers mewled, "However shall we distinguish our favorite formerly 'light' brands?" Here's how: They'll all be conveniently color-coded. It's like this whole "ban" never happened, huzzah!

A coroner says that fashion designer Alexander McQueen, who died last week at the age of 40, committed suicide by hanging himself in his wardrobe. He also reportedly left a suicide note, the contents of which haven't been revealed.

Amy Bishop, the biology professor who shot six of her colleagues, killing three of them, is a paranoid, angry woman who hates kids and was obsessed with a researcher who ended up in a dead-end job. (She also played D&D.)

Walter Frederick Morrison, the inventor of the Frisbee, died this week at home in Utah. Morrison patented the world's first commercially produced plastic flying disc in 1948, and sold the concept to Wham-O in 1955. (He'd also been a prisoner of war in Stalag 13 during World War II, after his P-47 Thunderbolt was shot down.)

Phil Harris, who captained the crab fishing boat Cornelia Marie through its star turn on Discovery's Deadliest Catch, has died at the age of 53 as the result of a stroke he suffered last month. Fish in peace. [Discovery]

Getting laser eye surgery to become a better "street marksman," and other real gangster news.

Representative John Murtha is dead. The Pennsylvania Democrat, 77, died in an Arlington, Virgina hospital after complications following gall bladder surgery.

Tonight, Brittany Murphy's mother and husband gave an exclusive interview to Larry King about the death of the actress. The whole thing was fishy, but one moment—in which the morning of her death was recounted—was particularly troubling.

The "real Timothy McSweeney" has died.

The L.A. coroner says Brittany Murphy died from"drug intake"—"multiple drug intoxication."

A new study shows that rare patients in a "vegetative state" may still be conscious and thinking, although trapped in a totally immobile, unresponsive body. So, anyone could be living out the plot of Johnny Got His Gun. Thanks, god.

David Brown, film producer, magazine editor, short story author, and husband of Helen Gurley Brown, died in New York yesterday. He was 93.

Nelson Mandela's prison site, Robben Island, is now home to bunnies. They must be slaughtered.

Police now believe that Jeff Locker, a distraught motivational speaker beset by debt, drove to East Harlem last July, bought condoms at a bodega, then asked a man named Kenneth Minor to kill him, for his ATM card. Minor obliged.

Howard Zinn, historian and author of A People's History of the United States, has died of a heart attack. He was 87.

Simon Monjack, the mysterious husband of dead actress Brittany Murphy, is planning to sue Warner Bros., claiming that when the studio fired Murphy from a movie, it caused her heart attack two weeks later. The Daily Beast landed an unpleasant interview.

Markus Reinhardt, the police commander in charge of security at the earth-controlling Davos World Economic Forum (which starts tomorrow), was found dead in his hotel room this morning. Police say he apparently committed suicide. Um. [News24]

Science: Your brain's too small to grasp more than 150 Facebook friends, unless you're very old in which case you'll remember every useless thing, but you'll never be old if you're a NYC minority, because you'll die after surgery. Science!

Good god. Remember that little outbreak of a mysterious intestinal illness at the New York Times that shut down the company cafeteria earlier this month? Well, they've run some tests, and...we don't know how to tell you this...it's... Norovirus. (*Checks Wikipedia.*) Dang that makes you throw up and poop!