Whitney Update

The autopsy is imminent but I'm reading that some Rx were found (Lorazepam, Xanax, Valium, sleeping agent--you know, THE USUAL!) in the room and she died in the bathtub. Not a good combo, though TG says there must have been a lot of substances for her to drown in the tub. Xanax has turned into the villain in this death and the tabloids want to put the pill on trial. Tangent: Tony Bennett said at the Clive Davis pre-Grammy show that drugs should be legalized like in Amsterdam where all is mellow and cool. Dish is mixed: Pot legal yes, but this country is so uncivilized when it comes to substances. Anyway, back to WH: So then Bobbi Kristina, Whitney's daughter, had to be rushed to the hospital due to, well, her mama died and I'd be hysterical on a stretcher too. Another one of those accidental, preventable celebrity deaths, it seems. My conundrum: Why do celebs need both Lorazepam & Xanax? They're kinda the same thing.

I hadn't intended to watch The Grammys--just because musicians give highly moronic acceptance speeches--but I do want to see any/all Whitney tributes. I can DVR Downtown Abbey and Dull Housewives. Jennifer Hudson was a great choice to honor WH.

More Not So New Whitney Details and Movie Review

Allegedly, family members are deeply saddened and hysterical over Whitney's death, as are many celebrities. Focus intensifies on official investigation, allegations of boisterous partying and/or "she was perfectly fine" before she died. This is the point where news agencies/tabs have no news and repeat same stuff, delving into her relationship with Bobby and Ray J, who did the sex tape with Kim. Downward spiral from there.

TG made me turn off CNN and we saw The Descendants (which I'd secretly already seen and figured my punishment was watching it again). It's a little boring but good performances by all. I liked George in Michael Clayton more--just because it was an intense role and I love seeing him thoroughly disheveled and effed up. He's just great to the point where it pisses me off. But as with Brad Pitt, his gorgeousness does nothing for me so I focus on talent, which he has in spades. His sense of humor always tickles me and I wish I'd been a fly on the wall when he filmed that dining room scene with Julia in Ocean's 11. They had to do several takes because he kept making her laugh: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-p0hB3a8uag. The Descendants has a lovely Hawaiian setting and I enjoyed how cinematographer made it so drab. I still choose The Artist for Best Picture. This one wasn't so new and different. I wouldn't pay 13$ to see it, but I would put it at #5 on my Netflix queue.

Watching This Was a Mistake!

But oh so good. So what's a few tears? There are so many gems she left behind:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8QaI-M9sxWhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif4&list=FLgKF76xPBOTIX6LFpyz2cwA

This wasn't the greatest movie of all but she gave it heart. I dare you NOT to get chills at the 3:10 mark.

Whitney Houston RIP

I'll spare you a Whitney retrospective and just reiterate how sad this is. I've ignored Whitney since she married Bobby Brown because it all went downhill from there. Not that I blame him because she was her own person and an adult. But tragic that such brilliance could be extinguished so suddenly.

I'll just leave remembering a night at a bar in Ohio,1988. Dish was on her second half of a beer and wasted. I was probably weeping over EXBF2 who was a drunk but so charming (and is now deceased). Then this song came on the jukebox and I was transformed: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0YjSHbA6HQQ. I felt happy. Thanks for that joy, Whitney!

Whitney Houston Has Died

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It's true. So sad.

Ricky Martin Still She-Bangs!

Dish was *this* close to giving up Glee forever (because the Michael episode was lackluster and they gave Darren Criss a pitiful eyepatch and keep him far too mute in general) when Ricky Martin appeared in the next episode--and Jane Lynch* talked about freezing her own eggs in the 70s so that she could bear a child with a student's donated spunk. Ricky's part was small but he himself was larger than life, showing viewers what Sexy looks like--even fifteen years after he was The Thing and my office mates slobbered over his Vida Loca. Okay, I'll admit, when I first saw him all those years ago, I thought, my goodness, he resembles Dish's first BF ever way back a million years ago--a big reason to sort of dislike him. But since then, Ricky has surpassed my negative nostalgia, creating his own legend in my mind. Watching him dance and sing makes me happy. He was born to entertain and be awesome. Enjoy this trip to the past and know that he just got better with age. And the frosted tips gave him away: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p47fEXGabaY.

*I have mentionitis when it comes to Jane. The purple track suit was to die for!

Star Sighting--Celia Weston and Mama Gena!!!

2/9/12, 5:25, 59th and Park: Dish was outside a building, engaged in a passionate game of Angry Birds when blonde southern character actress Celia Weston breezed by me. She eyed me suspiciously, as if I were about to accost her for an autograph (good thinking). I do have a mildly deranged look when I'm killing pigs. Dish is happy to report: Celia is a bombshell. Soon after this sighting, I went inside and sat down. Within a few minutes, three other celebrities walked by, one of whom might have been Ginger from Gilligan's Island. This was far too much excitement for me so I stuffed three Altoids in my mouth to keep from screaming, "GINGIE!!!" in ecstasy.

The Mama Gena intro course was so interesting and thought-provoking. Dish is now a huge fan of hers and learned many things:

1. A pink boa alleviates depression, almost immediately. I slept with mine on and while I spat out feathers all night, my dreams were a glorious pink.

2. Mama Gena does positively glow with sensuality and joy, though wearing Prada does that to me, too.

3. Alleviating suffering fully may cost 5K but if you really want to be a goddess, it's worth it. Screw fiscal responsibility! I can't cough up that much but I did splurge on a new Taylor Swift "desire" journal at Papyrus ($19) and all of Mama Gena's books ($30).

4. Woman power is our most untapped resource.

5. The word P*ssy can stand for just about anything, as long as it's female oriented. On that note, my lower P*ssy is in pain from running too hard. P*ssy willing, a good walk home will stretch it out.

What I Learned from Last Night's Criminal Minds

Dean Cain played an insane man who kills people and wins lots of money when he stops sleeping. Dish doesn't sleep either. It may turn me homicidal but at least I'll be rich! And when the stuff goes down, Joe Montegna can sweet-talk me with laughable BS--that I'm not like all the other killers, that the place is surrounded, that he'll "get me out of this." The best part is further confirmation that Garcia has the coolest array of glasses and I want to be her with her delightful pudge, boundless knowledge and zest for life. My purple turtleshell Tom Ford frames may need an upgrade to HOT PINK. Long live Kristen Vangsness!

Tonight Dish is attending Mama Gena's Radical Step Intro Course. I hope it's fun and not just three hours of encouragement to enroll in the program, which costs way too much for Dish's meager pennies. I just wanna see Mama Gena in action and I need to get my groove back. There's a pink boa and French maid's uniform with my name on it!

Divorced couple Michael C. Hall and Jennifer Carpenter caught canoodling again! They're doing Dexter-aholics a mitzvah. We love this couple.

Russell Brand is probably the coolest person ever. He wants none of Katy Perry's money from their marriage (she made 44 million). Can you hear TG crying with confused rage? He would find this deplorable but understandable on a deeper level (maybe that's my wishful thinking).

The Lindsay Lohan downward spiral continues with new pics of her looking about 45 with what appears to be botched work but then my eyes aren't so good.