· Honestly, we'd never even heard of Amanda Congdon until today, but here is the obligatory link to her post about why she's leaving/was fired from the Rocketboom thingy. We suppose we're sad, because the interweb can hardly stand to lose many more hot chicks willing to perform for geeks every day without requiring a shady credit card transaction. Maybe Valleywag can explain it better.
· And as long as we're doing a little Gawker Media logrolling, Consumerist is really making itself AOL's Public Enemy Number One. We couldn't be prouder.
· If you're going to throw a Viagra-fueled party on a jet, you better make damn sure you have some Hollywood producers along to supervise.
· Somehow, we get the feeling that Heather Locklear, while apparently crazy enough to date David Spade, is not nearly unbalanced to the point where she'd get the name of his Just Shoot Me character permanently etched into her body. Just a hunch.
· Orlando Bloom Embraces His Inner Pirate, who immediately feels uncomfortable and finds a flimsy excuse to head back to the bar for another drink.

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