American 'Bye' Carson Daly's pussycat ran away, and he doesn't even care. Some clarification: Tara Reid, the raccoon-eyed "Josie and the Pussycats" star, told New York's Daily News that she and the MTV pretty boy have called off their already postponed nuptials. "When something's not right, it's not right," she said. What's wrong (from Daly's POV) could be Bear Stearns analyst Jason Ader, who's been seen with Reid in the Hamptons, although rumors have also linked the blonde to Aston Kutcher, and Carson to anything that jiggles. Even Reid's actor friend Jerry O'Connell says he's ready to get in line for a date. Asked for comment on Carson's new status as a born-again-bachelor, every 12-year-old girl in America responded: "Ohmigod! Ohmigod! Ohmigod!"
Shocking Shopping Retail like this usually takes place on a corner. Soft-core met the hard sell a few years ago in Abercrombie & Fitch's quarterly "magalog"--a shrink-wrapped publication available in stores for $6. But the most recent issues go even further--showing scores of young models frolicking on the beach wearing little more than their sunscreen. (You mean salty ocean spray symbolizes what?) "They're selling an image, a lifestyle full of seminudity, nudity and promiscuity," says Illinois Lt. Gov. Corinne Wood, who's leading a boycott against the preppy purveyor. A rep for the national chain notes that you must be over 18 to purchase the publication, which it insists targets only A&F's "mature" market. Sure, and they're reading it only for the vintage polo T's.
'Sopranos' Low Note It's getting hard to separate fact from fiction these days. Robert Iler, the 16-year-old who plays troubled A.J., "The Sopranos' " pint-size pot smoker, was arrested for robbery and marijuana possession. He's pleaded not guilty. The heir to HBO's fictional crime family and three pals are accused of taking $40 from two kids outside a N.Y. bar--a deli formerly owned by real-life mobster John Gotti. Maybe he's just method acting.
Dead Man Talking Thirty years after his death, Jim Morrison still has a few things to get off his chest. So says June De Young, a California-based psychic who's been "hearing from" the former Doors frontman for more than a year now. During a channeling session, Jim's ghost came clean about his mysterious demise: he died from chronic breathing difficulties, not drugs or alcohol. "When the blood filled me, I drowned inside myself," she says he says--as if that clears up the confusion. Anything else Jim wants to share? Yes, you can wear leather pants in heaven. So now we know what to pack.