“I’ve no idea how long it lasted — when you’re in bed with David Beckham you’re not looking at the clock, believe me. He liked to be on top and that was absolutely fine by me.” Becks affair explodes.
Piazza gets to first base.
Bush gets memo, does nothing.
Environmentalists ensconced in art’s canon. In Brooklyn, Alexis Rockman unveils Manifest Destiny.
The greedy music labels now think $.99 per song is too cheap.
