Sunday, November 24, 2013

Do You Ever Have Days...

...when you intend to do so much but instead lie on the couch? Dish did this most of today. I confess--yes, I fell under the spell of Gilmore Girls, a carrot cake muffin and then a sneaky, sneaky pecan bar that I thought to give to TG but ate it myself. Meanwhile TG cooks me a great dinner, volunteers to drive family to the airport (which helps me 100%) and is really the best person ever. I am a melting-faced lazy slob. I'm okay with this.

The AMAs are on right now. I watched a little until I heard a couple of inarticulate speeches and witnessed the gymnastics of Harry Styles's hair. And now I can't get these words out of my head: "I held Michael Jackson's penis every night," which is now raging on the internets, said by the ex-doctor Conrad Murray. I'm sure he's not the only one. And I thought I had problems....

Thursday, November 21, 2013

Adam Levine Is People's Sexiest Man Alive

I feel conflicted about this. The skanky part of me that I bury, the one that likes tattoos, thongs and bad boys, is deeply pleased that Adam was chosen. The other me is irritated by this choice. Another white boy, and one who's allegedly mean. But whatever. So much better than Pitt, Clooney and Depp, as in he's under 40. In my heart, I do feel Adam deserves this important award.

Today in violence: 

Where's your Nazi rice? Charles Manson is getting married to his twenty-five-year-old bride-to-be. I wonder if they met on Facebook. Hey, if he can find love, anyone can. Shuddering over thought of conjugal visits. We know I always go there...

Alec Baldwin's downward spiral: You know the circle will start again. Back on Twitter, more commercials, another baby, fight with paps, hitting, I'm a victim, etc... Kim Basinger didn't dodge the bullet, but she got out soon enough.

Alex Rodriguez stormed out of a hearing about his using no-no juice to play like a rock star.

Friday, November 15, 2013

Even Lower Blows in Housewifeland

When Brandi Glanville talks about the foul scent of another housewife's nether parts, I decide to get off this train. This is far too nasty, even for a girl-squabble-lovin' Dish. The fake backdoor booty begging between Scott Disick and Kourney compelled me to erase them from Keeping Up with the Kardashians. And now, BG has taken me to a new place. I've rooted for Brandi all along but this season and outside of the housewives, it's difficult. Is it the booze? "I just tell it like it is" is not an excuse to be an a**hole, even if you're talking about an a**hole.

Which brings me to Alec Baldwin. I adore him on SNL and in movies, but the constant appearance in the tabloids (and his talk show) has killed that respect. There is no "poor me" here. The alleged stalker he allegedly pissed off took up so much space in the rags the week. Victimless crimes.

Except for my poor eyes, which are bleeding. Sadly, this won't stop me.

Sunday, November 10, 2013

New Members of the Get a Life Club

Charlie Sheen and Brooke Mueller and some judge are feudin' and gaggin' over custody of the twins, who must be so severely damaged by their crazy rents that TG and I are ready to open our loving arms to these boys, bring them into our dusty cubicle of an apartment and raise them to read books, be snootie-mcsnoots about mediocrity and eat Poptarts (we love those). Welcome to the club.

Tom Cruise allegedly alleges that his stunt work is like a tour of Afghanistan. Just uttering something close to this is blasphemy. I don't even say "military" since I might be misunderstood. You don't mess with the soldiers. They actually face death. Tom is just fine--sipping on his vitamin-enriched space juice. Welcome to the club, Tom. And me too because, hell, I love all his movies, even the shitty ones. Love ya, Tom, even though you kinda suck!

Doug and Courtney--fighting for their love, or separated. Can't tell but let's see how much we can cling desperately to fame by making out in public and say that we're separated. Here's what Dish thinks. She wants to bang someone else. I mean fifty more years with this guy? I can't take another hour! Get my fake boobs and schoolgirl laugh outta the House of Ben Gay.

Real Housewives of Beverly Hills: Loving the 'tude. Loving the filler on Brandi's face. Love that she has such a hot boyfriend and their awkwardness on television. They just want to run into a bathroom and boink since talking is so strange for them. New brunette housewives, but waiting for the claws. Get a life because this show won't last that much longer.

Vanderpump Rules: Losers keep dating and breaking up with losers. Get a life, gorgeous waitstaff.

Parenthood: My love for Lauren Graham grows each day. I love how she's gained weight since her Gilmore Girl years. She's a normal woman, beautiful, luscious, fun and makes me feel the same way. Plus, only she can help make Ray Romano hotter than hell. They don't need to get lives because they sizzle our socks off.