I’d like very much to think that I have somehow escaped the majority of this Gosselin madness, and while my ignorance throughout most of this story has indeed been quite blissful, I still was all “DAMN!” when I saw Kate was finally photographed sans-ring yesterday.

While her ex has been gallivanting around France and NYC with any skankalank he can get his Ed Hardy-covered body next to, poor Kate has seemingly been doing the exact opposite: staying at home with their eight children, taking the eldest to a Jonas Brothers concert and generally staying as under-the-radar as someone who’s put themselves in this position possibly could. I’ve got to say, I feel a bit sad for Kate, who only removed her ring after the divorce papers had been filed for a full month. However, this seems to be a step in the right direction for the brokenhearted publicity sponge.

[Image via ONTD]

Kathy Griffin, mother Maggie and assistants Tom and Tiffany (who is looking quite svelte these days, I might add) were photographed yesterday for photographer Adam Bouska’s extremely popular No On H8 series, which supports gay marriage and equal rights for all.

Griffin is just one of many celebrities to take part in this campaign and we’re surprised she didn’t join in sooner, as everyone from former MTV VJ Dave Holmes to washed up “actress” Tara Reid have posed for Bouska. Check out some of our favorite shots from “No On H8″ below.

Low-key Nicky Hilton hits WeHo for a shopping spree with Deranged Hippie-Chic Barbie, Paris Hilton on July 24th. Could these two be any more different?

Carrie Prejean \’Sings With Bing\’

Before we get into it, let me just assure you that I will most likely never mention the name “Carrie Prejean” here again. But this is too good to pass up, so just this once. Probably. Unless she does something really buckwild again.

Yesterday, former Miss California and notorious nutjob Carrie Prejean (Am I the only one who calls her “Carrie Beforejean” in my head?) took to the “stage” at Del Mar Race Track in SoCal for their traditional “Sing With Bing” opening ceremony. You see, the track got the name for their musical number from the legendary Bing Crosby who was a co-founder of the track and writer of their anthem “Where the Turf Meets The Surf”. And, giving the late-singer the reverence he deserves, they’ll hand the mic over to just about any famewhore who’s willing to be seen there, including the equality-hating Prejean.

What’s sad about this clip, other than its existence, is the teeter-tottering blond staring blankly for what feels like an eternity into the crowd of on-lookers before she kicks off her rendition of the somewhat-legendary song. And then the singing, the God awful singing. The singing that makes me want to research what her talent portion of the Miss America pageant was, but frankly I don’t care enough. Miss. Prejean was not meant to sing, not one bit. But alas, she did. And now it’s on the Internet. The flip-side, however, is that we are able to use this video to help gauge what a 17 year old JonBenet Ramsey would have been like had she not been taken from us prematurely.

Too soon? Should I have waited until after lunch?

Oh, Coop. I have to admit, there’s not much that I know about you. You were pretty funny in Wedding Crashers. I know you did that show Kitchen Confidential. I saw The Hangover and I thought you kinda seemed like a dickhead, but I enjoyed your performance anyway. I think you’re a pretty solid actor, to be honest. But here’s the thing: You’re slipping on your real-life game.

Ya see, a lot of people out there are starting to speculate that you’re pulling a Gyllenhaal. Cute guy, not ready to come out to all of the world, pressured to maintain the “It hottie”-status. It’s understandable. But here’s where Jakey’s got a leg up on you: he picks good beards. Reese, for example: America’s sweetheart, Oscar-winner, A-list all the way and not to mention, quite famously known for being with very straight, very attractive men. If it weren’t for the years of blind items that point directly to his DL-homo lifestyle, no one would suspect a thing.

Bradley, you had the right set up. You’re super hot right now, you’ve got a veritable buffet of ladies to choose from, you’ve been seen out with Jennifer AND Renee, two women I wouldn’t guess you have pull with, to be honest. The picture was painting itself. Ideally you would have put one of these chicks on lock, purchased a home with them in the hills and lived out your gay fantasies privately while all of us were none the wiser. But you blew it.

If ever there was a warning sign that the Hottie of the Moment was likely not hetero, it would be “bringing Denise Richards out of the house in 2009″. Really, for me? That was it. I knew it all had to be a ruse when it was reported that you were seen dining and kinda-sorta canoodling with none-other than the extremely “complicated” ex-Mrs. Charlie Sheen. That may not be enough for everyone, but for me, that’s plenty. Let’s review the facts: You’re very famous right now, she is not. You’ve dated Jennifer Aniston, she’s dated Scott Baio. You star in hit comedies and her most compelling work of late was a post-baby spread in Playboy. How would the two of you even cross paths if you weren’t set up by your management? Or whoever it is that plays Wooly Willy with gay stars and their metaphorical facial hair?

It’s never my intention to put anyone on blast for their sexual preference, but let’s face it: You got sloppy, Coop. You got real sloppy.

Kim Zolciak. What a mess.

Normally I’d say, “you’ve gotta love this bitch. She’s crazy!”, but no. No you don’t have to love her. Lady’s mental. If it wasn’t her weepy tale at last season’s Real Housewives of Atlanta reunion show in which she claimed she wore wigs because she once waited at Chilis to find out whether or not she had cancer (which she did not), than it’s got to be her comments made during a recent interview regarding her “fame” that really put the final nail in the coffin. Or glue on the weave. Or something.

Empathizing with both Britney Spears and Michael Jackson, Zolciak’s comments are best digested in bullet-point form:

• On relating to Michael Jackson: “I understand the fame. My life changed in such a short period of time, I can’t imagine what he dealt with. Sometimes, emotionally, it’s
  taken its toll on me, never mind him who is far bigger worldwide.”
• On what she and Britney have in common: “I look at her and I’m like they just tear up one side and down the other! Then the next month, she’s doing so great. She’s lost weight. She’s a great mom all of a sudden. I kind of sympathize with her because I take a lot of that heat myself.”
• On press (or being a massive cliche, whatever way you choose to read it): “I look at it like negative press is better than no press. People write ‘Kim Zolciak sucks, Kim Zolciak is this. It’s like, really? Thank you for that comment. At least you’re putting my name out there.”
• On being out of touch with her former BFF and RHOA castmate, NeNe Leakes: “I would love to get a hold of her ass, but I don’t have time for her.”
• On the pros and cons of being a reality star: “It’s gonna be there. You put five personalities together that are as strong as ours, you’re gonna get a lot of chaos and drama. I think we all go through hard times and at the end of the day, we all come out smelling like a rose per se. Regardless of anything that’s gone on, we all end up respecting each other.”

Of course, what Zolciak lacks in basic human decency, she makes up for in self-importance and while that likely is intolerable to actually deal with, it makes for some pretty amazing television. And daydreams. Personally, I’ve been imagining her sprawled across her bed in the dark, chain-smoking Meritt Ultra Lights and downing Seagrams wine coolers with “Only God Knows Why” by Kid Rock playing on repeat. Because she “gets it”, you guys.