Farrow's been blogging the last 12 days of Being Hungry For People Exponentially Hungrier Than Her. She finally threw in the towel - or ate it - on the David Blaine-trained strike when she was told she couldn't do it anymore without, um, dying:

"I have been instructed by my doctor to stop my fast immediately due to health concerns-including possible seizures. I am fortunate. The women, children, and men I am fasting for do not have that option."

Farrow enough. Stepping in to take her place? A ringer! Sir Richard "Rock" Branson. Sez Branson: "I'm honoured to be taking over the fast for the next three days from Mia Farrow in her courageous stance to support the people of Darfur." Nice, but really? Maybe this is the easy party line, but doesn't the island-owning Branson have the coin to simply foot some of the bill in Darfur? Or to send a private security force in to help the situation? (Answer: Dar!...)

The best part about this - since the political upside on Celebrities Doing Things Inspired By David Blaine has yet to pay off in dividends - is that it's a multimedia presentation. Watch as Farrow remains stunningly "coherent" and "fine."

She's got the crazy eyes. Related: celebrities without food encouraging others to go without food is just a shitty idea all around.

New York Times Snapple researcher Jennifer 8. Lee caught up with a high school friend.

Today news anchor Ann Curry thought up quippy lines in Chad.

Seattle journalist Glenn Fleishman remembered who paid the bills.

Fast Company writer Ellen McGirt got an eyeful of beige.

Elizabeth Holmes of the Wall Street Journal spilled the beans.

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"After careful consideration, I have decided to formally announce the end of my involvement as one of the overseas artistic advisers to the opening and closing ceremonies of the Beijing Olympic Games."

"I have made repeated efforts to encourage the Chinese government to use its unique influence to bring safety and stability to the Darfur region of Sudan. Although some progress has been made ...the situation continues to worsen and the violence continues to accelerate."

"With this in mind, I find that my conscience will not allow me to continue with business as usual. At this point, my time and energy must be spent not on Olympic ceremonies, but on doing all I can to help bring an end to the unspeakable crimes against humanity that will continue to be committed in Darfur.

While we respect Spielberg's decision, we must admit to being more than a little disappointed at the outcome. If the rumors were true, audiences will now be robbed of witnessing one of Olympics history's most spectacular set pieces, in which the entire Israeli cycling team would take miraculous flight across a moonlit Beijing sky, a blanket-wrapped Mary Lou Retton leading the way with one illuminated finger outstretched.

• Spielberg pulls out of Olympics [Variety]

I'm not a big one for apologies, but the faith of my mothers insists that I atone, so atone I will. I've wronged some folks over the last year. Sorry 'bout that.

• The people of Darfur. I guess there's something bad happening to you right now? Something I should be upset about enough to write my congressman or send money to someone? See, the thing is, I want to care about this, I really do, but the summer was totally hectic, and now with this new fall season... between "Gossip Girl" and "The Hills" alone I barely have enough room in my schedule for "me time," which I think you'll agree is the most important time of all. Tell you what, Darfur: If, come Christmas, you're still having trouble with whatever it is that's bothering you, drop me a line and I promise to at least read up on it. Actually, December's crazy for me, I turn 35, and then, you know there are the holidays. Maybe January. Some time after New Year's, but before the King holiday, which is when I do my annual spa retreat. But seriously, Darfur, I'm sorry. Please keep in touch.
  
• Tony Snow. I think you might have accidentally caught the cancer I've been wishing on George W. Bush for the last seven years. My bad.
  
• Band of Horses. I admit it, I downloaded your new record Cease to Begin. I promise to pay full price for it when it's released in stores, even if it does feel a little thin compared to the last one, which was AMAZING. I'm sorry; I'm going to listen to it over and over until I learn to love it.
  
• Everyone in the office. You're going to be hearing a lot of the new Band of Horses in the near future. Be patient, it's a good record! I think!
  
• Doree Shafrir. Choire just told me that my constant sexual harassment and my habit of referring to you as "toots," "sweetie," or "the other girl," were big factors in you leaving Gawker. That is so not what I wanted. Sorry, babe.
  
• My Cock. I know I haven't put you on the site lately. Please don't start giving your material to anyone else, I'll try to get something by you up soon.
  
• Choire. I know you hate the posts by My Cock, but, uh, expect some soon.
  
• The Jews. When I'm tucking into my mouthwatering crackling pork shank at Maloney and Porcelli during lunch tomorrow, I promise to at least spare a thought for you guys. You'll probably be starving.