When will it end?  When I heard that Jon essentially got fired from his family, I thought, “Thank God.  I can finally stop writing about him.  He’s now nothing more than a former sperm donor cast member.”  Sadly, I was wrong.  The newly renamed Kate Plus 8 — though I think Matthew Gilbert over at boston.com had the best idea to rename the show K’eight — has run aground all thanks to Jon.

Remember how he decided to stall his divorce so that he could work on building a better relationship with Kate for the sake of their kids?  Well, his idea of rebuilding burned bridges involved having his lawyer file papers to cease production on the show.

“Effective immediately, no production crews are to enter Jon’s family home for any reason,” a letter from his attorney says, according to The Insider. “In the event that anyone enters the marital property, Jon Gosselin will notify the local authorities to effectuate police action against any trespassers.”

Jon Gosselin owns the property jointly with his wife. The letter is dated the same day as the TLC announcement that the reality show about the couple and their eight kids would be renamed Kate Plus 8starting next season.

“Its pretty clear what’s going on: Now that Jon isn’t going to be on the show, he wants the show to end. All these years he’s maintained that the kids aren’t harmed by the show, but the minute he’s removed from the show, suddenly its bad for his family,” a production source tells PEOPLE.

Isn’t it funny how quickly Jon Gosselin has chosen to bit the hand that feeds him — and boy has it fed him — now that he’s no longer a digit on that hand?  Last week the show wasn’t hurting his kids.  This week it’s detrimental to their very development.

I don’t know how to tell you guys this, so I’m just going to say it:  James Franco has joined the cast of General Hospital and not just for a one-off.  He’ll be on this show this fall in a role that has a “lengthy story arc”.

I’m confused.  I thought the phases of development were supposed to go something like:  waiter, extra, soap star/celebrity game show contestant, movie star.  Franco has been nominated for Golden Globes.  He’s been in movies, good movies.  Now he’s elected to be on a show that once did a story line that involved a weather machine that threatened to freeze everyone on Earth.

Even the EP of GH knows that there’s something wrong with this, stating that it’s “an honor that an actor of Franco’s caliber would choose to spend some of his valuable time in Port Charles.”  Yeah, an honor and a fucking mystery.

Remember when Michael Vick was first arrested for the illegal dogfighting?  He pled guilty and headed off to jail and I think most of us thought that he was done with.  We should have known better.

After his stint in the slammer, Michael Vick landed a multi-million dollar job with the Philadelphia Eagles and is now on the roster, at the cost of Hank Bassett.  This newest development floors me, however.  Nike has taken him back.

Two years ago, Nike ended their endorsement deal with Vick quicker than you can expect the Kardashian-Odom union to end.  Now, they are back together.  Though they aren’t revealing details of the deal, Vick will be wearing Nike gear again and getting paid for it.  Wait — doesn’t Nike make dog tags?

What’s the lesson to learn about famous people?  If you pay your debt to society, and earnestly apologize, it really doesn’t matter what you do.  You will be forgiven.  The end.

UPDATE: According to Reuters, Nike denies an endorsement deal.  They are providing equipment to Vick, but are not paying him.  Hmm.

Many of you were kind enough to head me in the direction of where I could go watch former Glee episodes so I could catch up.  Did I do that?  No, not yet.  Now, I’ve missed yet another episode with one of my favorites: Kristin Chenoweth.  Folks, this weekend the iPhone and Mac are being unplugged until I catch up on this show.

Chenoweth’s voice always amazes me.  How does so much sound and strength come out of a person who’s the size of a Pez dispenser?  Anyway, last night she sang the always-hopeful “Maybe This Time” from Cabaret, accompanied by Lea Michele (Rachel Berry).  You can’t not be happy after listening to this song.  And I could be wrong, but I think Beet really enjoyed Kristin’s guest appearance too.

The only episode of Mad Men I’ll ever be allowing my own kids to watch.  Oh, and Jon Hamm really is Guy Smiley with whiskey and brooding.  I told my husband that three months ago.  Obviously the folks over at Sesame Street have tapped my house.

Madonna went all Oprah on us and returned to The Late Show with David Letterman last night to mend old, broken fences with Dave-O.

Whenever Madonna is on a talk-show, every thing she says, every little joke, sounds so rehearsed.  Letterman’s guests are briefed ahead of time on the topics that will be discussed; this is nothing new.  Madonna throws out her “passive-aggressive funny quip” followed by a eyebrow raise and pointed look to the audience.  I think it just proves what a bad actress Madonna is.

You know what’s really good about Madonna, though?  Her body.  She’s like some totally fit, macrobiotic nun.  And last night, Sister Vegan went to a New York City pizzeria for the first time.  Yes, folks.  We are supposed to believe that Madonna, who came to NYC as a starving dancer when she was 19 years old, has never eaten a piece of pizza in the city.  Whatever, Madge.

According to reports, Madonna had a 27-calorie bite of cheeseless pizza and spent the rest of the night strapped to a Pilates machine.