That "sold" sign on the Web space across the street from Defamer HQ finally came down today, with new, conservative neighbors Big Hollywood moving in at last. Let's go meet them, shall we?

Momma's Boys has quickly become an unhealthy Defamer preoccupation, the explosive possibilities of adding overbearing mothers to the hot-tubs-and-fake-boobs reality formula sending us into convulsive fits of trash TV ecstasy.

Benicio Del Toro deserves credit for a great many things: his Oscar-winning acting, his inspiration to the mushmouthed, and now, for crafting 2009's very first meme.

Does the Spike Lee quote from The Guardian about how he's a man of means, but not Oprah-means, in today's Page Six and Huffington Post sound familiar?

Sean Penn and Josh Brolin appeared together at last night's New York Film Critic Circle awards dinner, where their Milk characters' rivalry reportedly gave way to a more collegial, tipsy thaw.

Aside from Fisher Stevens, everyone knows that Jeremy Piven's play-quitting sushi defense is bogus (but delicious!). However, E! is now alleging that Piven never actually quit—he was fired.

As if nearly exposing Lisa Rinna's snickerdoodle to a horrified America wasn't enough, Richard Simmons's campaign of meal-dealing terror continues to devastate Manhattan.

ZACHARY QUINTO, TV's Sylar and Spock in the upcoming J. J. Abrams Star Trek installment, out for a quiet Italian dinner with a friend at Prizzi's Piazza on Franklin. [Hollywood PrivacyWatch is written by and for Defamer readers; send your sightings to tips@defamer.com.]

The new year brings a new ploy for Roman Polanski's legal restoration, which his attorneys now argue should be moved out of the polluted, prejudiced Los Angeles mire.

· It's all fun and games until tomorrow morning, when Matt Lauer interrupts a sober interview with a Palestinian spokesperson by shrieking, "I'm gonna be sick—there's a Richard Simmons-juice stain on this couch!"

After Access Hollywood reported on the breakup between Lindsay Lohan and Samantha Ronson (and TMZ independently confirmed it) one might expect Lohan and her rep to put up a high-profile, united front of denial.

Choke on the history, America: After 62 days of counts and recounts, a Saturday Night Live alumnus has officially been elected to represent an actual state in the US Senate.

· Robert Francis at the Echo, Rocco Deluca starts their Spaceland residency, and Gay Beast are at Pehrspace.

Stronger for having survived a false cancer diagnosis (as represented by the looped cougar-skin ribbon on her lapel), rising Real Housewives of Atlanta star Kim Zolciak has added her voice to the ever-expanding celebrity blogosphere.

Doctors this afternoon completed Jett Travolta's autopsy, the details of which haven't been (and likely never will be) released publicly. But another Bahamian insider passed his death certificate details to the AP anyway.

Sherri Shepherd isn't the only one who's had a memorable run-in at 30,000 feet with Jeremy Piven. Commenter MontagueGoat wrote in with another, presumably pre-mercury-poisoned encounter:

In a disconcerting trend for top-heavy actresses currently starring as fictional psychics in network primetime, Patricia Arquette and Jennifer Love Hewitt have left their significant others.

David Fincher may be temperamental about having his films come out just so, but he's got nothing on James Ciallela, who shot a fellow moviegoer for interrupting Fincher's The Curious Case of Benjamin Button.

Glenn Goldman, the proprietor of Book Soup, died at age 58 Saturday from pancreatic cancer, one day after announcing he'd be selling the Sunset Strip landmark.

Hugh Hefner spent some time last weekend recounting his Hollywood obsession for the LAT. Conspicuously missing from his list: Brett Ratner, who is likely to direct a Hefner biopic in the years ahead.