Findadeath.com is my absolute favorite timesuck/required workplace reading.

I can think of fewer perfect ways to freak people out than with your mildy concerning expert knowledge of Jayne Mansfield's death or the true deets of INXS's Michael Hutchence's autopsy. (It wasn't autoerotic asphyxiation! Deny the rumor with a proudly knowledgable that his pants were ON and his penis was not in hand!)

The very best thing about the site (since I'm not big on the death scene photos, of which the owner has plenty!) is that the owner is a gossipy old whore. There's no better kind.