Times really have changed. Two years ago I got a DUI, and it was all like, so glamorous! Just like Paris and Lindsey and all! Now, I'm just drunk in my apartment like everybody else because we have no moneys.
@KristaJulieva: You're just cooler than the sloven masses who make going to the bar a generally unpleasant experience. If you want to sit at home in your sweat pants and drink yourself into oblivion while watching various tuesday night investigational detective-type shows, Right on ya! ...not that I do that. Not at all.
Well somebody will probably bring it up, might as well be me...
What category do we put America's baby-faced sweethearts, who are either dancing phenoms or platyporpoises with the ability to warble almost coherently i.e. sing, or grease up and sluice through the water to eight gold medals while A) toking up or B) beating the sense out of Cover Girl songstresses?
I don't know if the Hilton/Kardashian/Lohan thing faded out because WE couldn't afford to party like them, as much as it is the venues who were paying them to show up couldn't afford the "appearance fees" anymore.
Otherwise, kudos - this is what is happening. I thought the Angelina cut-away during Aniston's presentation was a clearer sign of the Apocalypse than Dow < 7,000.
Richard, this sounds like a cry for help or a suicide note for the site. Don't you believe in Gossip? Everytime you say that a celebrity dies! Everyone, start clapping if you believe in Gossip!!! Come on, come on....look! Paris is reviving, she's getting dressed, sans panties, putting on her warface.
I've thought this before, and I'm thinking it now, after reading this: when is some editor going to smarten up and give you a book contract, Richard? (And I already have my star, so I'm not sucking up, incidentally.)
"Access Hollywood" and "Entertainment Tonight" got on the freak bandwagon years ago. They're like the Ripley's Believe It Or Not Museum tacked on to previews of the upcoming "CSI."
The way Tina Brown always has her hand attached to her face in photos is kind of brilliant- conveying a world-weary, knowing ennui, as well as a "poor-woman's face-lift".
@saythatscool: that would make sense, but no, more of a policy/IA kinda thing.
I'm thinking perhaps on a visit to a far off place (the sorts of visits deans of policy type programs are wont to take), engaging in the local custom he partook of the foodstuffs with his hands, and permanently stained them with the commodious perfume of some foreign spice, the likes of which he never again encountered. And, as the years passed, he continually sniffed his fingers in a vain effort to experience, but for a second, that same wonderful flavour that passed his olfactory lobes, lo those many years ago.
either that or he picks his bum and can't help but sniff his fingers.
@saythatscool: A finger sniffer is better than a scab picker/eater. My ex-boss did that-a lot. Of course, that was better than the one time I remember dining with her in a decent restaurant in San Francisco--she took a fork from the table and shoved it down the back of her pants to scratch her butt.
And don't forget the gossip about the gossipers. Where would I be without Julia and Emily, the Mickey Rooney and Judy Garland of this lackluster generation?
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Case #1: "The Hottie and the Nottie".
Starring Paris Hilton.
Release date: 2/8/2008.
US Box office: $27,696
Case #2: "Blonde Ambition".
Starring Jessica Simpson.
Release date: 12/21/2007
US Box office: $6,422
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If you want to sit at home in your sweat pants and drink yourself into oblivion while watching various tuesday night investigational detective-type shows, Right on ya!
...not that I do that. Not at all.
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Oh right. She doesn't need to make a schedule anymore.
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What category do we put America's baby-faced sweethearts, who are either dancing phenoms or platyporpoises with the ability to warble almost coherently i.e. sing, or grease up and sluice through the water to eight gold medals while A) toking up or B) beating the sense out of Cover Girl songstresses?
Do they get their own category?
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Hey, Falcor. Leave our platypii out of it.
And, apropos of nothing, did you see this, oh great Luck Dragon?
[marklisanti.tumblr.com]
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(Computer Counterpoint: "God, do I hate that bitch."
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Otherwise, kudos - this is what is happening. I thought the Angelina cut-away during Aniston's presentation was a clearer sign of the Apocalypse than Dow < 7,000.
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Keep clapping!
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I'm thinking perhaps on a visit to a far off place (the sorts of visits deans of policy type programs are wont to take), engaging in the local custom he partook of the foodstuffs with his hands, and permanently stained them with the commodious perfume of some foreign spice, the likes of which he never again encountered. And, as the years passed, he continually sniffed his fingers in a vain effort to experience, but for a second, that same wonderful flavour that passed his olfactory lobes, lo those many years ago.
either that or he picks his bum and can't help but sniff his fingers.
we were never sure which.
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I am no afraid to service a dog.
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Oh and as long as Gawker exists, they'll be plenty of gossip on JA for years to come...