For some reason I like Mandy Moore. Does that make me a housewife from Peoria? Perhaps. So when I saw this story over at the little startup site (CNN) I was troubled. Not so troubled that I went out and punched an old person or anything; but concerned enough that I’m putting this out in the blogosphere so that if anyone knows Mandy they can tell her Lars is pulling for her and if need be will snuggle.

What I’m talking about here is that Mandy said:

“A few months ago I felt really low, really sad. Depressed for no reason.”

She goes on to mention how her break-up with Zach Braff (the original Seth Cohen) and tennis semi-okay star Andy Roddick left her feeling blue. Luckily, in the grand tradition of Hollywood she’s fine now, probably because she ate seaweed or just figured out that “being fun is more fun.” Whatever the case she’s writing a new album and she’s apologetic about her past run-ins with musical creativity.

“I feel bad that people wasted their money on such trite, blah pop music,” says Moore about her earlier music.

Hey current Mandy, go easy on past Mandy, I like them both. Plus I’d never buy your music, so no hard feelings either way. Also, when there was one set of footprints that was when I carried you.

Before we begin, I want to thank Evil T for doing a kick-ass job of holding this place down while I was out of town. She is a total rock star, and I have no idea what I’d do without her. Thanks T! Now, on to the links …

Wait, Tom Cruise isn’t already Jesus? [Celebslam]

Robbie Williams plans to give Elton John the gift of his penis. [Cele|bitchy]

Jared Leto and his earflaps are totally ready to throw down, bitch. [Agent Bedhead]

New pics of Scarlett. You know you’re going to click. Don’t try to fight it. [The Blemish]

Wow, Mandy Moore even depresses herself! [Celebrity Smack]

Something about Jenna Jameson, Paris Hilton, and girls who want to lose their virginity. As the premise for a television show. I can’t read any further. I feel dirty. On behalf of our country. [Pop on the Pop]

The indiest thing I have ever loved just gave birth to a little girl. Unfortunately, she had to go and ruin it by naming the kid Petah. But congrats anyway, Ani DiFranco. [CBB]

“Damn girl, you look good from the front AND the back”-Diddy

Well, a girl and a bottle, technically. I guess it really takes a woman to do a man’s job. According to Page Six, someone finally did the bodily harm to the scrawny contestant that Sam, Cliff and Ilan had dreamed of for months. “This girl came up to me at a nightclub and asked me if I was Marcel from ‘Top Chef,’ ” Marcel says. “The next thing I knew, this bottle struck me, and my friends had to rush me to the hospital. I needed 30 stitches.”

Here’s what surprises me: Marcel has friends. Not just friends, but the kind of friends who rush one to the hospital in this situation, rather than high-fiving the bottle-throwing girl. I wonder what type of bottle it was. I hope it was beer, and I hope there was foam in it.

How did this get ignored by the blogosphere?

This is from “All My Children.”

Things to note
1) Odd accent that you cannot really place.
2) The funniest use of the word “penis” ever.
3) The ability for these actors to keep their cool during one of the most amazing daytime monolouges ever
4) This chick/dude’s name is Zarf

Sorry for the lack of posting today. My cohorts are still mingling with the rich and famous while I slug away at work. Regular employment is so mundane.
Here is your Monday Morning Music…a bit later than I had hoped but none the less here is some music for your evening.

The T is back in love and this song just makes me want to smile. This is a whiny song that actually has some depth. Put it on your ipod with some Frey, James Blunt, Snow Patrol… nice winter lovin.