Giving Up on TMZ

I used to thrive on TMZ's gossip but they report the same story: "singer", athlete, "actor" arrested, in a fight, DUI or owing back taxes. Reality show has-beens also arrested, dying freakishly or talking smack. So-and-so looks like crap in the airport and answers a question.

Am I maturing or are the stars this self-destructive?

After the real literature of Dlisted, I salivate over Radaronline's juicy headlines. They write about more important things, like who's taking a stroll (Julia), the latest bikini shots, mixed with housewives' slurring their words and forgetting about their children. Now that's reporting.


It seems John Mayer got Katy Perry a ring. Not an engagement ring, but it's probably more like a I-might- propose-but-probably-not "promise" ring. Sometimes a ring is just a ring.

Poor anguished Morrissey has had to cancel tour dates due to a bleeding ulcer and esophageal condition. Dish has had an ulcer and it's no fun. Even though Morrissey is the last person with whom I'd like to be trapped in an elevator, I wish him health.

Hugh Grant had a second child. Maya Rudolph is preggo with her fourth child.

Star Sighting--Jeremy Sisto!!!

As friend and hairstylist JJ took his morning constitutional in Central Park, singing to the bunnies, the deer and squirrels and blowing Marlboro smoke up their asses, he saw L&O god Jeremy Sisto (what James Franco should be). He described J.S as "shorter than first thought but CUTE!!!" From JJ, this is a huge compliment because he thinks everyone's rank, except Javier Badem.

Our California vacation is almost at an end. TG has caught the mother of all colds from surfing in the Pacific. I only have one more post to do from this IPad. It's hard to troll for gossip, too.

As sure as Justin Theroux wears skinny jeans, I am disappointed by new celebrity romance. Not more than a couple miles away, Katy Perry allegedly snuggled up to John Mayer, which is a step down even from Russell Brand. Then again, anyone is a step down from Katy. Maybe she should find herself a hot nerd, a la Dan Futterman.

TG and I are watching The End starring and directed by Burt Reynolds, a classic example of why you should avoid directing yourself.

Losing 10 Pounds Has Made Me Crazy (er)!

I stepped on the scale this morning and realized I'd lost 10 pounds since April -- when I upped my running regime to 20 miles per week. For some reason, my appetite has left the building, and while I'm ready for TV again, I feel like crap. Dish is not meant to be this thin. Will force myself to chow down. The body wants what it wants. My Pussycat Doll performance will have to wait.

Even though he dissed our segment, I can't help falling in love with Anderson Cooper as he shreds Amanda Bynes over her Tweet to the Prez. A Dish-source once dealt with her and said she was super-mean. Too bad because What a Girl Wants is one of my favorite movies. Love Kelly Preston too...

The big drama is the alleged confrontation between former lovers Taylor Swift and John Mayer. Years ago, she wrote a song dissing him. He was probably a douchey BF (and not even a BF) and, as Simon Le Bon sings in Arcadia's Meet El Presidente "Hell hath no fury like a young girl's ego...". Years later Mayer said her song was mean and bs. A day later they are at the same restaurant and it was like oh my god and in your face. Yeah, I don't believe a word.

Dish has written many vengeance pieces but only one will see the light of day. Maybe.