Howard Hughes' failure to procreate, plus his crappy taste in real estate, has resulted in a small town's worth of wannabe heirs, all of whom will receive virtually nothing when they sell Howard's last swath of land next year.

Is disgraced stock analyst Henry Blodget the reincarnation of Howard Hughes? In an inadvertently revealing Silicon Alley Insider post explaining his dislike of Windows Seven's touchscreen features, Blodget's screaming germophobia is on full display.

Woman In Hat: So, are you going to read that book the whole time?
Adrian Grenier: Yeah-uh.
W.I.H.: Then why did you invite me out to lunch if you just wanted to read your book?
AG: So, I won't look like this generation's Howard Hughes for once.
W.I.H.: I think we already know that.
AG: I know that we know that, but they don't know that.
W.I.H.: What? That you piss into jars and take dumps in a big hole in your backyard?
AG: Got to be green by any means necessary.