Amy Scobee is a former high-ranking Scientologist. She's about to publish a book about her time with the Church, which contains some interesting details about Tom Cruise. Last week, Cruise's lawyer has sent her an angry letter, countering the claims.

A spooked elephant killed its trainer at a Shriner circus in Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania. "In 30 years I've been doing my vending, I've never heard an animal killing their trainer and all," said a balloon vendor. The show will go on.

[Donald Trump, Eric Trump, Ivanka Trump, and Donald Trump Jr. use Trump scissors to cut the Trump ribbon unveiling the monstrous Trump SoHo on Trump Street in Trump York today. Trump! Image via Getty]

Serial marry-er Elizabeth Taylor, 78, is said to be engaged to Sterling Winters, Janet Jackson's 49-year-old manager. She loves young things, like Twitter and her men. This will be her ninth trip down the aisle. Congrats! [Getty]

[Tiger Woods plays with his balls and all sorts of other double entendres during the first round of The Masters today in Augusta, Georgia. Image via Getty]

She still hates her castmates, though! At least that's what she told us last night at The Park at the premiere party for indie film Happythankyoumoreplease. We got the scoop on the show's upcoming season.

In your revealing Thursday media column: Bill Keller discloses how he sniffs out news, HuffPo goes hard on the Twitter, a new way to backstab your fellow media employees, and more Michael Wolff beef.

Anna Wintour: "Just Being Near Her Will Make You Chic." Did you know that? Now is your chance to bid on a "priceless week-long experience" with Anna, for charity. It's just as worthless as an internship, but costlier!

On Thursday, Oprah will announce a new evening show to debut on her soon-to-be-broadcasting network, OWN. It is called "Oprah's Next Chapter," because why put any thought into a title when you have so much money to count. [WSJ]

The filthiest, fakest rumor of the year—Sandra and Jesse's Hitler poopstache shotgun butt sex video—has been denied by both accused participants. Please take your Hitler poopstache shotgun butt sex fantasies elsewhere, like Michelle Bombshell's strip club, maybe.

Are you a live-blogging master? I'll bet you are! Why not showcase that mastery by joining our live-blog of Top Chef Masters? The new season starts tonight, and we're live-blogging it in the comments section of this post.

[The High Line was the place to go for people looking to catch some sun on this 91-degree, record breaking day. Image via Getty]

Cameron Douglas, Michael Douglas' wayward son, is due to be sentenced for dealing meth next week, and a host of well-wishers—including Catherine Zeta-Jones and Pat Riley—have written to his judge explaining just how hard his life has been.

The gay community is famous for moving into gritty neighborhoods, sprucing them up, and moving along once wealthy heteros start buying up the real estate. That's fine, but before we start mourning the gayborhood, let's get a few things straight.

—Former Gawker intern Jill Zarin about the increased drama on this season of Real Housewives of New York to Gawker contributing editor Doree Shafrir writing for The Daily Beast. [Photo via Getty]

You know how when you fly, you have to remove your laptop from your bag before you put it through the X-ray machine, to prevent bombings and such? Well, the iPad will be exempt from that little precaution.

Well, at least in his own mind, he is. The North Korean communist newspaper Rodong Sinmun says that Kim's drab track suit, called the Pyongyang, is the newest trend sweeping the globe. Make way on the imaginary runways.

Once-proud studio Miramax died in January, and Disney is selling off its carcass for pennies on the dollar. But look who might snap it up: The Weinstein brothers, who built the place, and their billionaire pal Ron Burkle!

Have you heard the dirtiest, nastiest, Naziest rumor about Sandra Bullock and Jesse James? It involves anal sex, the barrel of a shotgun, a Hitler poop-stache, and a video camera. It's a Freudian nightmare come to life. It's a myth.

When AOL paid $850 million for Bebo two years ago, the deal immediately smelled rotten. Now it's looking downright putrid: AOL might write the social network off entirely.