[Submit your own Gawker Stalker sightings to stalker@gawker.com] Jan. 15 @ 9am I ran into Liev Schreiber at Whole Foods. The funniest part was the reaction of the stockboys waiting near the entrance.

Maybe Kevin Bacon and Kyra Sedgwick aren't so broke after all? Though they lost money in Bernie Madoff's Ponzi scheme, a tipster tells us they're flying first class to LA right now.

Stalker sighting: "I just saw Tom Cruise, Katie Holmes and Suri Cruise getting out of a black SUV at the Liberty helicopter pad at 30th St. at 12th Ave. Tom was smiling, holding Suri, and Katie looked angry."

Real World: Brooklyn cast spotted at the very Manhattan location Cafeteria, presumably eating $12 Green Eggs and Ham. Sadly, no details about inane conversations or outfits that identify characters by color.

LiRo have been terrorizing the East Village and Lower East Side lately with their blond skinniness and ambiguous sexuality. Here at the Gawker Stalker factory, we've created a handy-dandy guide for you.

Stalker sighting, via email: "Just saw Ashley Dupre, ex-gov Spitzer's prostitute, at the Parker House in Sea Girt; Jersey Shore NJ. She was hanging out conspicously with a group of girls. Wearing a white halter string bikini top with her cell phone tucked in between her ta-tas. She was petite and had muscular shoulders and arms. She looked good but unfortunately had a flock of elder (gentle)men hanging around her group." See? The iPhone is not for everyone, Apple people.

Describing your stalker sighting with only the words "Gossip Girl" and "gay" makes it difficult for me to post it to the map. C'mon, stalkers. Step it up. Offender after the jump.

Kirsten Dunst is in town! You can always tell because we get a bamillion Stalker sightings in the span of a day or two. The wispy and apparently extremely recognizable Spider-Man actress has recently been spotted traipsing around downtown a couple of times and at Madison Square Garden for last night's Coldplay concert. She's one of the celebrities heavily favored by our Gawker Stalkers, who all seem to lurk downtown, eyes peeled for some Gen Y famous face. (It probably helps that Dunst was in hipster fantasia Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.) The stalker emails run the gamut from criticizing Dunst's "pale and sickly," "child prostitute"-esque appearance to saying that she looked super cute in a little black dress. People comment about her, more than other New York celebrities, almost as if they know her (I'm guilty of the same. Nearly bumped into her twice in two days last year and almost said 'hi' the second time out of habit.) Hopefully we're not bothering you, Kirsten, on your little New York jaunts. We just like to peek, it seems. Read the four latest Dunst sightings after the jump.

Sexual compulsive Paul Janka was last spotted barely responding to charges he sexually assaulted a woman by pinning down a woman, trying to finger her and shoving his tongue down her throat. Gawker commenters thought he should be brought up on criminal charges. Even before that incident, Janka's reputation was starting to precede him in Manhattan, and now a tipster has spotted the New York Casanova in a whole other borough, his game working disturbingly well:

Is baby-daddy Carlos Leon a lover of little ladies who look like little laddies? Two stalkers seem to think so. Also, is he a cheapskate?

Me: Scarfing down pizza on corner of Prince and Elizabeth, trying to act natural. Bruce Willis: Sauntering around liking that people were staring, muttering something about someone having a "nice hat." Got in big black SUV and was driven away. Pizza: Delicious.

Fresh stalker email: "It's confirmed - Kate Hudson and Lance Armstrong are definitely a couple. Just checked out next to the them at Whole Foods on the Bowery. They had a full shopping cart. Guess everyone needs to buy groceries."

Life is so boring when you're a bazillionaire. Or so it seems for Oily Davis and Scott Storch, according to our stalker.

Emailed stalker sighting of the presumptive Democratic nominee: "Barack Obama - Spotted. 84th and Park. Shook his hand. Dude has a nice watch!" Obama did have a scheduled fundraiser in New York today.

Every year, the most awful people in New York jet to Vienna for the Lifeball, a fancy-dress fundraiser for HIV/AIDS research. On the Austrian Airlines private charter this year: pseudo-heiress Lydia Hearst, the character upon whom Ugly Betty's Amanda Sommers should have been based; ubiquitous plump-lipped tranny Amanda Lepore; club kid Richie Rich; gender-bending party promoter Andre J.; scene photographer Patrick McMullan; and a disgusted Gawker spy. The Lifeball's worthy cause typically protects the absurd celebrity freeloaders-but not this time. Here's Lydia Hearst at the first night's cocktail party, abandoned by her airplane snog-buddy, Markus Schenkenberg. After the jump, our correspondent's shocking tale of mile-high blow and blow-jobs.

Sex pervert and known prick Paul Janka (no, not him, but close!) may have been spotted this morning in Astoria. Janka, some sort of writer who was also recently spotted making a gigantic ass of himself on the Dr. Phil show, was, of course, infuriating to look at: "swear to Christ almighty that I saw skanktasmagoria himself Paul Janka this morning on the N train -Broadway platform in Astoria. I don't think I am great at recognizing people, but I'm sure it was him. Allow me to submit my evidence..." Continued after the jump.

This one was too good to relegate to the map. Plus it's pretty long so it might show up funky. Behold: at a Tribeca Film Fest after party, we've got Rachel Dratch longing to be back on TV, Nikki "Hairspray" Blonski, Spencer Breslin, Heidi Montag and Spencer Twat trying to control who looks at them, and Ally Sheedy looking ancient. Sighting after the jump, old school Gawker Stalker style.

From today's stalker bag:

From a BlackBerry-wielding tipster minutes ago: "Maggie Gyllenhaal sitting behind me at cafe colonial on houston and elizabeth. She's pounding out a beat on the table-sitting with a guy and a girl about her age. She looks great-very sweet, smiling, rosy cheeks...post baby bliss?" Well, her daughter (and only child) was born in 2006, so post-post baby bliss.

If Axl Rose walks through Manhattan and nobody recognizes him, should he be so pissed off about it?