• How can you not love Nicole Richie? The saintly thing can't help but share every last sprinkle of blow she's got. [Defamer]
• The reservation line for Mr. Chow's Tribeca outpost is up and running; even if you're nobody, you can snag a table for Saturday's opening. [Eater]
• After reading an interview in which Barbara Corcoran talks about overcoming dyslexia to become the wicked queen of the housing bubble, we have to wonder: Is the Corcobeast the Tom Cruise of real estate? [Bankrate]
• At this point, what hasn't Kaavya Viswanathan plagiarized? [Crimson]
• Providence, R.I., actually manages to outdo Williamsburg in the retarded irony department. [You Tube]
• Scientology digs its claws into Janeane Garofolo. Is no one safe? [Scoop]
• Memoirist Augusten Burroughs likens the James Frey boondoggle to Milli Vanilli. Wrong! Milli Vanilli is far superior, simply by virtue of their hair. [Book Standard]
• The Smoking Gun pulls through with documents from Sopranos actor John Ventimiglia's arrest, complete with an impressive six counts of being totally fucked up. [TSG]

There's really something magical about being cast on the Sopranos. Not only can it make your acting career (don't kid yourself into thinking you otherwise have chops, Sigler), but it can kickstart your real-life criminal calling. Lillo Brancato Jr., who played Matt Bevilaqua, was charged with murder; Robert Iler, who plays A.J. Soprano, pleaded guilty to misdemeanor larceny; Vincent Pastore, better known as Big Pussy, was arrested for beating his girlfriend; and Tony Sirico, who plays Paulie Walnuts, has 28 arrests to his name (all from before his thespian pursuits).