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Anne Hathaway was a stunner last night at the Palm Springs Film Fest—no wonder new clandestine boy-toy Adam Shulman came out to support her—but the beauty also has some brains, par-tick about Barack.

"I expect [Obama] to explain that choice of Rick Warren," says Anne. "I don't get it. All my friends and I were trying to figure it out, but we just can't. So I'd love that. Other than that, I expect nothing but the best" from the prez-elect.

Anne's got a lot of time on her hands to get into politics—the usually nonstop working gal tells us she's currently "unemployed...no projects lined up." Damn, is the economy really affecting even the rich 'n' glam? We're in more trouble than we thought.

Tho we're fairly certain the Golden Globe and potential Oscar nominee is gonna be OK. "From your mouth to God's ears!" she exclaims.

And oh yeah, the brunette babe spent the dorkiest holiday ever, check the clip above to find out just how lame it was. Jeez, is Hathaway running just a little too far in the other direction from hanging out with mobsters? You decide, babes. You always do.

—Additional reporting by Becky Bain

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Princess of Skank Aubrey O'Day is no longer a virgin. A Playboy virgin, that is, 'cause A has agreed to bare all and appear on the cover for the mag later this year, as we're sure you're absolutely titillated to hear all about. The worst part about it is how much she's freaking getting paid to get naked, something she usually does for free anyways. Check it out:

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"I feel like I need a drink."

—Sean Penn, on his way to the Palm Springs Film Festival last night, such the surprise from the man who took press questions for his Mystic River Oscar with a tumbler in hand. If Penn wins for Milk, geez, he'll probably have a bottle at the damn podium.

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Dear Ted:
What is your take on the rumors about Téa and David getting back together? It all looks like a PR stunt to me. After seeing images of them together, David looks miserable and Téa seems to be the one who wants to continue the marriage, not David. What is Téa's motive?
—Lindaderlin 

Dear Faux-Real:
Uh, there are other human beings involved in his sad tale, darling, namely children. Remember them? Not that anybody ever really does in these tabloid split-up showdowns. Also, there's Ms. Leoni's pride, probably the thing folks have lost sight of most, including her. 

Dear Ted:
Love the not-too-subtle digs at Manjawlina Jolie. However, I wanted to point out that Ms. Jolie had the opportunity to meet Jennifer Aniston face-to-face at last year's pre-Oscar party, which she and Brad were supposed to attend, but she was a no-show. She managed to make it to a film festival the same day, one I never heard of, so she was obviously not ill. She took the coward's way out, despite claiming publicly that she would "welcome" a meeting with Jennifer. Jennifer has handled this whole affair a lot more gracefully than I would have done.
—Fembot 

Dear Kill With Kindness:
It's not exactly anything Jen has said that irks me; it's how she goes about it. Like hitting every magazine cover out right now and giving the same damn, self-pitying interview.

Dear Ted:
I don't understand why Brad Pitt is being so well reviewed for Benjamin Button. I found the movie too long and his performance was mostly wooden and monotonous. Oscar? Give me a break. Now that we know Jen was too boring to make your Blind Vices, has Brad ever been the subject of a Ted B.V.?
—Amcmurf 

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Somewhere, we're absolutely certain, tween heads are exploding (or not, since this isn't about Robert Pattinson) because Twilight stud Kellan Lutz and 90210's AnnaLynne McCord took things to the next level by stepping out in public together in Miami over the holidays.

McCord, who was dressed in a figure-flattering strapless minidress, danced the night away over at Shore Club with her new BF. Only problem is Kellan might not have been up to speed on their dating status 'cause he was sucking on someone else's neck shortly after midnight, blabbed a partygoer. So is K.L. really that kind of guy? We had to inquire with a former Lutz girlfriend to find out.

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The horrible death of Jett Travolta, a boy whose body wasn't exactly in tip-top shape, was such a shock to most of us—just not the few who are now crying that Jett's untimely end could have somehow been avoided, should his parents not have been followers of the famously antidrug Scientology religion.

Look, I'm no fan of Scientology, but I'm a huge fan of John. I'm also a big believer in letting families alone at times like this. How dare autism organizations swoop in on the Travoltas during their time of loss and try and suck out some kind of endorsement deal—hours after their kid passed away! And what right have Scientology haters to use Jett's demise as yet another salvo against their archenemy?

None, I say. Absolutely nada. Jett, after all, didn't ask to be born with Kawasaki syndrome, an autoimmune disorder his parents were on record stating he had. Nor did he ask to be born the kid of public figures who worship not as many would prefer them to. Show Jett some respect, already.

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Looks like Lindsay Lohan woke up on the wrong side of the bed yesterday. Maybe that's because Samantha Ronson wasn't lying there next to her?

We thought the quasi-lesby lovebirds had finally called it quits, but according to trusty L.L., that rumor is absurd.

Well, just because they haven't ended their fauxmance yet doesn't mean they shouldn't. When the inevitable breakup happens (sooner rather than later, trust), you bet Lindsay won't be crying into her Birkenstocks for long.

The Awful Truth gang can't agree: Should she go all out and date a gal like Anne Heche, or maybe one or all of the Jonas Brothers? (Linds would probably eat one of them for breakfast.) What do you think?

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Barack, watch your back, your Veep could be just as diva-like as Sarah Palin woulda been—we can only imagine (thank heaven for that).

Joe Biden's brother, Frank, owns land on Water Island—a residential paradise just a short ferry ride away from St. Thomas in the Virgin Islands—but he hasn't built a house on it yet.

Joe came down, and, of course, needed someplace to stay, so Frankie B. asked his neighbors if they wouldn't mind if his bro stayed in their newly built vacay home so he could get some peace 'n' quiet for the holidays before he takes office in a couple of weeks. Naturally, the good Americans they are, delayed their own vacations to accommodate the future V.P.

Kicking people out of their houses? Thought that was the economy's job, Joe. Can't you afford a hotel room on a Senator's salary? Then again, we wouldn't throw a buff, shirtless Obama out of our poolhouse if he wanted to crash.

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Dear Ted:
Please out Toothy Tile. What purpose is served by letting fakers in Hollywood continue their "only straight is great" fauxmances. I swear, aren't you tempted sometimes? Aren't Toothy's latest shenanigans beyond the pale?
—Kate, London

Dear Free Toothy:
As much as I'd like to, I can't be the one to set Toothy free. He's gotta do that for himself. Like Lindsay getting clean.

Dear Ted:
Why are you such an ass? I bet you don't even know any of the Twilight stars! I mean really, who do you think you are, anyway, judging them like that? You think that you're such a big shot, you know maybe you should stop being so judgmental.
—Twilightgrl84 

Dear Fanatic:
Jeez, no wonder Rob Pattinson is petrified of his fans.

Dear Ted:
Are Mimi Kitten and Smokey Shooter from One Not Knocked Up Blind Vice Eva Longoria Parker and Tony Parker?
—Lauren 

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Superinside Speed the Plow sources claim exclusively to the Awful Truth that Jeremy Piven's premature evacuation from the Broadway show had nada to do with overeating sushi.

"He was fired," says an integral player in the David Mamet play, about the banal evils of Hollywood. Yep, according to our pivotal insider, J.P. got booted for diva-like behavior. Like what? Like showing up two minutes before showtime, being a general d-bag toward the cast and crew and sending his understudy on if he didn't like the size of the audience.

Most of those seats were sold, too, if that gives ya any indication of the Piv's ego. Even though the Entourage star's reps vehemently deny it, we're assured the Pivster finally got his contract ripped up. Not that he minded much.

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The holiday season's over, hope you drank all the virgin eggnog you and Lindsay Lohan could muster! Now that it's 2009, let's get on to bigger, badder and trashier things—the results of our 11-day run of Prop 88s, our rebel yell for 88 celebrity bad-behavior propositions.

Here's the winning results, per day, in order of how desperate all of you want that par-tick prop to pass:

21 percent: Botox is discontinued. Every face on Desperate Housewives falls off. And a few Down Under, too.

24 percent: Ashlee Simpson-Wentz and Pete Wentz's names are legally changed to Bronx and Queens. Let's see how they like it.

27 percent: Jen simply has to stop talking about Angelina. Angie, though, can talk about Jen all she wants.                 

28 percent: Will Smith must cease talking about how often he schtups Jada Pinkett Smith. His acting isn't good enough.

30 percent: A limit of one new baby per year for Angelina Jolie. And she's not allowed to pose for any photo spreads with the kid.

30 percent: Obama has to get us out of Iraq, stat. Sooner than later, Barack.

32 percent: Michael Jackson must go away. Forever. No joke.

35 percent: Elisabeth Hasselbeck is no longer allowed to speak. Outspoken Republican voices have bankrupted this country enough as it is.

52 percent: Spencer Pratt and Heidi Montag owe society 700 hours of community service—without a staged photo op.

53 percent: David Duchovny and Gillian Anderson must publicly become a couple. Far more exciting than the latest X-Files flick.

What deranged dynamic in H'wood possibly could have beaten Scully and Mulder slinking out of a bathroom together, hand in hand, for all their X-philes (and exes) to see? Find out after the jump!

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She's certainly not dumb, just avaricious—and vicious. Jennifer Aniston's brilliant peddling of her not-so-subtly veiled anger toward Angelina Jolie (and, less so, ex Brad Pitt, stupidly) worked wonders on the covers of the New York Times Magazine, nudie rag GQ, Vogue, People and Entertainment Weekly, not to mention myriad online, TV, radio and newspaper outlets.

The sound bites may have differed by an adjective or three, the pics by a bra-removal, and such, but always consistent was the same message: Jen's on an anti-Brangelina rag campaign! She is a wronged woman, hear her roar! And with subfab highlights, too! How does she do it?

Deftly, that's how. Right around the tune of $110 million, so far, for that dog movie, Marley & Me. The only thing that would have worked better would have be if she'd had an affair with the star of the movie. Or is bestiality Jen's next step into the annals of tabloid terrificness? After all, John Mayer should be great training for that one.

In any case, quit crying, Jen, it may be mucho lucrative for you, but you're better than this.