Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Poor George Michael

Seriously. Who doesn't miss Arrested Development? I know I do, which is why I love seeing the castmembers in other roles. In this (fake) video, Michael Cera pulls a Lily Tomlin and gets fired from Knocked Up.


In other news, how creepy is it to think about George Michael getting Izzie pregnant?

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Beauty and the beastly commercial


I love Kate Walsh. Like, love her. Ever since the stupid Izzie/George storyline, she's become my favorite character on Grey's Anatomy. Private Practice is probably going to suck, but I"ll watch it anyway--because she's awesome.

Kate's been having a great week too. In addition to Private Practice being picked up for fall, she got engaged. Things have been going well for her lately; which is why I have no explanation for this.

Seriously, go watch it. They wouldn't let me embed it, but it is well worth the click. Not only can I not explain why Kate Walsh is doing a literal soap opera, I just do not understand what it is in general. Please, someone explain it to me.

Tuesday, May 8, 2007

And the winner is...

I love trannies. Truly. I wish I had a cadre of tranny girlfriends. It would be just like Sex and the City except...well, actually it would be just like Sex and the City. Anyway, last night in New York, there was a tranny celebrity look-alike contest. Check out the Jessica Simpson entry. Pretty good, right?



Except this is actually a picture of Jessica Simpson at the MET Costume Institute Benefit Gala last night. Awkward.

A girl's gotta eat

About a decade ago, when I was just an impressionable teenager, I took a trip to D.C. with my brother, sister-in-law and baby niece. As I was sitting in the back seat on the way to Arlington National Cemetery, the baby started to cry. Quicker than lightning, my sister-in-law, who was in the passenger seat, sprang into action. She unbuckled her seatbelt, turned around in her seat, pulled out her left breast and stuck it in my niece's mouth--not eight inches from my shocked face. After seeing my horrified expression, she and my brother burst out laughing and made fun of my trauma for the rest of the day. The point of that story is this: For those people who are all shocked and outraged about Maggie Gyllenhaal breastfeeding her daughter in the park, YOU DO NOT EVEN KNOW. For reals.


Celebrity Baby Blog

Monday, May 7, 2007

You can take the girl out of rehab...

...but you can't take the lonely, desperate coke-whore out of the girl.

On the scale of ridiculous celebrity charades, the fact that Lindsay Lohan does coke, like, constantly, is pretty freakin' high on the list. It's somewhere between Paris not realizing her license was suspended and John Travolta not sticking it to dudes in his trailer.

So when the screenshots of Lindsay doing coke in an LA bathroom surfaced, it was pretty much the least-surprising thing ever. So much so, that when I looked at the pictures, I had two thoughts: The first one was "ew, that girl let Lindsay stick her finger up her nose" and "ew, I won't even take my drink into a bathroom. People poo in there."

Unfortunately, we don't have the actual video yet, so in the mean time, here's a kicky montage to dance to at work.

Wednesday, May 2, 2007

Flavor of LIES!


I am shocked, awed and incredibly dismayed at this article that claims New York from Flavor of Love and I Love New York is a big, fat fraud.

For those of you who are stupid and don't watch these shows, Tiffany got rejected by Flav twice on his show, so she had her own spinoff to help her find a man. On her show, she's flanked by her mother, Miss Michelle, the angriest woman in the world. Now an "insider" is alleging that Miss Michelle isn't even New York's mom; that she's just some random actress.

The actress (and I use that term loosely) who plays "Mrs. Michelle", New York's mother, Leslie Bibbs, is not only of no relation to Simmons, but once stood in the same cattle call line with her at an open call for a B.E.T reality show.

Another amazing tidbit: Bibbs and Simmons are only 5 years apart in age.



Shenanigans! If this is true, this is like when I found out there was no Santa Claus. Or at least it would be, if I ever believed in Santa Claus. Which I never did. True story.