Here’s the video for “In the Room Where You Sleep,” a song by Ryan Gosling’s band, Dead Man’s Bones.
This is just kind of a little too weird for me. His voice sounds weird, and the song is weird, and I kind of don’t understand why we have to drag so many young children into this creepiness.
Also, I feel obliged to point out that what he’s doing with the piano is very, very easy stuff. Like, it’s nice that he’s playing and all, but this is not exactly pianism that’s gonna make Tori Amos sit up and take notice.
Rather than hawk the first photos of their baby to the highest bidder, Ashlee Simpson and Pete Wentz debuted the first photos of Bronx on Pete’s website, Friends or Enemies, with a note encouraging readers to donate to one of several suggested charities (including the Richie Madden Foundation).
Ya know, the more I learn about Pete Wentz, the more I think he’s probably a wicked smart and downright decent dude. Great catch, Ashlee.
Wow, you guys, I think that is the longest this site has gone without a post since its inception. HOLY CHRISTMAS! I spent the past couple of days holed up in a cabin at Mt. Baker without cell phone service or Internet access or cable television. It was so bizarre. Someone would say something like “How do you make cabbage soup?” or “What else was that actress in?” or “Where is the nearest liquor store?” and we’d all be like “Uhhhhh … we’re not sure how to approach that question without the Internet.”
We also went snowboarding … in a blizzard. I am certain it was a blizzard, because I asked my snowboard instructor and she said it was. And I was like “Okay, so if I tell people I snowboarded in a blizzard, I will be telling the truth?” and she was like, “Yes” and I was like “It would not be an exaggeration?” and she was like “No.” So there. I was in a blizzard. Snowboarding.
Leo came, too, and we played a great deal of snowball fetch. My friends brought their Great Dane, Bruter, so Leo never really got a chance to catch a snowball. Mostly what happened was I threw a snowball, Bruter caught the snowball in his mouth, and then Leo chased after Bruter. I think a good time was had by all, regardless.
Posting will now resume as normal. Thank you for your patience, and a special thanks to the many sad people who spent Christmas Day leaving crude comments about Miley Cyrus and Vanessa Hudgens on old posts — you guys are the reason I can afford to take holidays off. Muah!
Mary-Kate Olsen needs to get a clue for Christmas. She is, like, zOMG, so totally in tune with the state of the economy, dudes. A Page Six spy shared an elevator with MKO at Barney’s, in which she said, “It’s really sad – the recession is everywhere. But at least they are having good sales.” Then she pointed to her hat and said ”That’s where I got this! The recession!”
Fuck. Please don’t tell me she thinks “The Recession” is some sort of new franchise haberdashery that is flooding the market.
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