Just when strike-related news seems at its Longoria-kidnapping bleakest, a glimmer of hope arrives in the form of yet another talk show host bearing morale-boosting snacks for his picketing compatriots, as a tipster reports from the Olive/Barham gate of the Warner Bros. lot: "[Was] walking the line with dozens of other writers and several SAG members (most recognizably, a very friendly Jon Cryer from Two and a Half Men and Pretty in Pink fame, when suddenly a white van pulls up and Jimmy Kimmel and a few assistant-types jump out, set up a table and bring out A LOAD of food to feed the strikers. And not just any food, but tasty grub from a great Mexican place in the farmers market. Anyway, Kimmel was VERY friendly and seemed genuine in his support. Right on!"

We're going to have to give the cast of Jimmy Kimmel Live this year's Best Talk Show Costume trophy, with Jimmy, the band, and the security team decked out as every significant cereal mascot of the past 100 years (video here).

Each year (or really, every 11 months and two weeks or so, kinda), the Jews observe Yom Kippur, the day of atonement, during which leather shoes and doing it are totally forbidden. Then there are many apologies. Let it begin with us! While Emily is biologically only half a Jew, the theme of her Bat Mitzvah was "New York, New York," and her Mom did convert eventually.

· Viacom CEO Philippe Dauman prepares for the jilting DreamWorks partners David Geffen and Steven Spielberg may inflict upon Paramount, calling their potential departure for a new studio venture "completely immaterial" to his company's happiness and inviting the pair to "go ahead and fuck whoever you want, you disloyal little tramps, see if I care! My heart will go on!" [Variety]
· Jimmy Kimmel will host the AMAs* for an amazing fourth time. [*the American Music Awards, more popularly known as the "Retarded Grammies."] [THR]
· Happy news: AMC is about to pick up the awesome Mad Men for a second season, the network's tribute to the drinking—Scotch-in-the-office, secretary-banging heyday of the 1960s advertising world. [Variety]
· Eddie Haskell is mad as hell at SAG over undisbursed foreign Beaver residuals and not going to take it anymore [THR]
· It's Matthew McConaughey's Hollywood, and we're all just living in it: Jennifer Garner is in negotiations to star opposite a "charmingly womanzing" McConaughey in New Line's Ghosts of Girlfriends Past, and McConaughey takes Owen Wilson's place in Tropic Thunder, from which Wilson recently withdrew due to, um, "creative differences" or something. [Variety, Variety]

Back in March, we'd heard that Social Life magazine editor in chief and Columbia M.F.A. student Devorah Rose was once a Champagne Room massage girl at Scores West. Last night, she set the record straight. "It's not true!" Then she paused. "Wait, don't write that I said it wasn't true! I think it's funny that people think that I was a stripper. Because anyone who knows me, well, they know how anal I am."

We have been getting so many emails pointing us to stories about Jimmy Kimmel's recent emergency appendectomy saying "haha" and "karma is a bitch." People, please, how immature! Oh and we especially have to deplore the disgusting thing that P*r*z H*lt*n said about this. You know, about how "no, he didn't have to get his stomach pumped from drinking too much of Clay Aiken's jizz, though that'd be pretty hot. Disgusting but hot." Really, P*r*z. Tut tut.

Even though the above video lacks conclusive evidence that Pamela Anderson's nipple was briefly visible on last night's episode of Conan, its Zapruder-like examination of the footage is amazingly effective in making us aware of how many precious seconds of our lives we were wasting trying to catch a split-second glimpse of a famous person's areola. We were especially ashamed about the state of our lives while expending a full three minutes trying to set the slider precisely on the :27 mark during our seventh viewing, a frustrating effort which still didn't produce the results we'd hoped for.

Jeff Zucker meets with Jon Stewart in case NBC sticks with Jay Leno and Conan O'Brien bolts the network, possibly to replace David Letterman or Jimmy Kimmel. Got it? [B&C]

A trio of celebrated jackasses—tireless celebrities' rights activist Jimmy Kimmel, noted anaconda ball-pit wrestler Johnny Knoxville, and Adam Carolla—are being sued for $10 million by the starring dupe of the Comedy Central movie Windy City Heat. (For the uninitiated, Heat was an elaborate practical joke, in which the gullible Caravello is made to believe that he won the lead in a movie about "sports private eye Stony Fury," which might have played funnier if he didn't, as one prominent physician observed, appear to be suffering from moderate-to-severe brain damage.) Reports the AP:

Back in 2004, when Queen Bee wannabe Hillary Rodham didn't even know that she didn't know what she knows now, a more sympathetic New Yorker self-published a book called If I Knew Then... And? Turns out that Long Island Ophelia Amy Fisher would have still fallen head over shotgun for that prime rib/subprime mortgage of a man Bill Cli Joey Buttafuoco, if only for the chance to join the Flavor Flav/Lauren Conrad level of the Pantheon of Human Dignity. So reports today's Post, which, in an "exclusive," seems to have acquired tapes of The Insider's upcoming four-night so-inside-it's-like-a-PET-scan series on Amy and Joey's much talked-about steak-house canoodling last week. Said tape was apparently played in a room for a monkey that can transcribe and voilà: "'I love it, so I would do it," Fisher said of the idea of a reality-TV show. "We have so much fun. He's so funny. People don't know that.'"

If you're like us, you woke up at two A.M. last evening (well, this morning) with the inexplicable fear that you had suddenly developed rectal cancer, and the only thing that could soothe your worried self back to sleep was the dulcet stuttering of Fox News's Andrew Levy trying to read from a piece of paper. If you're not like us, though, then you may have missed last night's "Red Eye" on Fox. A shame. Toward the end of the show, the willowy presence of our Emily Gould delivered an impassioned response to arch-nemesis Jimmy Kimmel. We pretty much spend our days resisting the urge to do physical damage to Emily, but even we've got to say this is kind of great.

• We bid farewell to Don Imus in song.
  

Each week, thousands of reader comments are rejected by our sharp-eyed hall monitor Intern Kaila. In this installment of Mold Star Motel, Kaila asseses some of the responses to the recent Gould/Kimmel contretemps. How did those who didn't make the cut react to the spirited debate?

• Jim McGreevey is so gay, having sex with only one man does not satisfy him! He craves still more man-sex! [Page Six]
  

• Jimmy Kimmel may hate celeb-obsessed bloggers, but he doesn't hate advertising on their sites. [Egotastic] [The Superficial]
  

HEATHER Mills has been bombarded with offers of work on American TV since her success on Dancing With The Stars. Sir Paul McCartney's estranged wife has been invited to be a stand-in host on CNN's Larry King Live.

On Friday night, Jimmy Kimmel guest-hosted Larry King Live on CNN. It was a very special episode about how the paparazzi and the media make the lives of celebrities just so difficult. He had a bone to pick with Gawker editor Emily Gould—apparently, a sighting had appeared on our Gawker Stalker map last June which seemed to catch the former Man Show host (who, let's remember, rose to fame on a show that featured him drinking beer throughout) "visibly drunk and talking loud." How unethical of Gawker to defame Kimmel's character by publishing this sighting without editing or fact-checking it, or even asking Kimmel's publicist for the requisite heartfelt denial! At first Emily thought that Kimmel was kidding about being so upset. He informed her that it wasn't funny. It's weird how people who are professionally "funny" often have no sense of humor! Anyway, Kimmel was so weirdly peeved that he told Emily that she was going to hell, cut her off midsentence all O'Reilly-style a bunch of times, and discussed the likelihood that "Emily's web site" would soon be shut down by the lawyers of angry celebrities.

• Sports Illustrated and Dasani water team up for world's biggest blowjob billboard. [NYP]
  

• Andy Dick touches Ivanka Trump gets thrown off Jimmy Kimmel [YouTube]

• Those who care are whispering that Sienna Miller has pulled out of the Roland Mouret fashion show on September 13, perhaps because she'll be too busy feeding Jude Law's fetus. She's yet to contact anyone regarding her role in Factory Girl, which begins shooting in November, so expect her to poop that baby out by October. [Page Six]
• When Jimmy Kimmel disses Star Jones, actress Vivica Fox comes to her friend's defense. Eager to patch things up, Kimmel suggests a dinner with Fox, Jones and her "hubby" Al Reynolds, at which point Fox predicted that Kimmel would have his ass kicked. Certainly not by Al, though. [Lowdown]
• Upon seeing the August Vogue pictorial featuring "Madonna ostentatiously posing in riding habit and boots on a horse whose reins she is awkwardly and incorrectly holding," Camille Paglia knew she was in for a spill. And yet, Paglia did NOTHING to save Madonna. Bitch. [Page Six]
• Sharon Stone pitches a high-powered fit over losing the role of Lana Turner in the late actress' biopic to the significantly younger Catherine Zeta-Jones. [Scoop]
• When the going gets tough, Jets owner Woody Johnson just quits. Or at least suggests selling off his team. [R&M (2nd item)]