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Like most human beings, we know you are always eager to hear the latest about one or more of the Two Coreys. This just in (well, a few days ago): According to Corey Haim, Victoria Beckham was a lousy kisser. One presumes, then, that it was his choice to part

Compete in the Heeb Olympics, a reality competition pitting four athletes (we use that term loosely) against one another in games ranging from “Yarmulke Discus” to “Gefilte Fish Wrestling.” The winner will receive the Heeb gold: a lifetime supply of Gold’s

Last week, Wormser (above) and the rest of us spent an afternoon in Central Park and took another softball-schooling from another magazine, but the post-game rants online from Vanity Fair’s head coach are altogether another matter. 

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After surviving abject poverty, pneumonia, malaria and tuberculosis ex-Malawi orphan David Banda will finally get to see some real drama.

Word on the street is Madonna and husband Guy Ritchie are turning to “the wisdom of the Kabbalah” to save their marriage.

On Monday, Time magazine released its 50 Best Websites of 2008, and it’s stupid.

In a sad attempt to come across like professional websurfers who’ve got the scoop on up-and-coming domains, the digital arm of the media’s token old fart rag instead comes

On top of all the great bands Jay Diamond has tapped to play Diamond Days (Assemble Head in Sunburst Sound, Lazarus, Tweak Bird, Thee Makeout Party, Bridez, the list includes up to ten bands a night), we’re now officially on for a pork cook-off with the