Maybe, anyway.  One would, at least, assume that someone’s moving out, right?

TMZ scored a photo of a moving truck sitting outside of Sandra Bullock and Jesse James’ shared SoCal home yesterday evening. The ever-present news source reports that the truck arrived and sat for about an hour while movers took out a few items such as a sofa, a love seat and some boxes.

One would assume that Bullock’s moving on out.

Either that, or she’s hauling away the shit that Jesse and his hos contaminated by having sexual relations all up on them.  This truck could be on its way to the incinerator, folks and far be it from me to blame Bullock  if that were the case.

Image courtesy of TMZ.com

Kate “I-haven’t-heard-much-about-you-since-dating-Orlando-Bloom” Bosworth has recently been linked to another piece of Hollywood hotness that’s not Orlando Bloom.

Sources say that Bosworth’s newest beau is none other than Alexander Skarsgard. The two hung out “as friends” this past winter, but spies from E! claimed that Skarsgard and Bosworth looked awfully cozy on a recent date where Skarsgard kissed Kate’s hands and made googly-eyes at her. The E! insider states that “they were laughing all throughout lunch and looked cozy on [their] date.”

Either way, cool. Bosworth, although kind of waffling toward obscurity, seems like a pretty cool chick even if the majority of her notoriety comes from losing a whole lot of weight that one year, but her Wiki better update their shit. As of today, it states that she’s dating James Rousseau and we all know that was, like, so last month.

It took her an hour to break the question down because she wasn’t sure whether reporters were asking what her favorite body part was or what her favorite someone-else’s body part was.  She broke down halfway through her epiphany and started mumbling incoherently about tuna and chicken or something and their relevancy to banking in ancient Greece.

No, I’m kidding … I’ve only got mad love for Jessica Simpson and I think she’s just boss.

Favorite body part.  I’ll give you three hints:  it’s not her fabulous boobs or her tiny feet and she uses it to sniff out John Mayer’s bullshit.

It’s girlfriend’s nose.

FOX News recently sat down with the down-home starlet and asked the burning question that tortures you all before bed: “What’s your favorite feature?”  Simpson retorted that her all-time, forever-favorite feature is her schnoz:

“I do have a bump [on my nose], but I like my profile — I don’t think anyone else has my exact same nose, I think it’s unique and a little flawed.”

There’s so much to like about this girl — not even taking her personality into account — and I think it’s pretty suave that she picked something as generic as her nose.  There’s nothing better than a healthy dose of self-love, that’s for real.

Are you listening, Ashlee?

Remember when Olivia Newton-John’s boyfriend up and disappeared, like, five years ago?  Yeah, he supposedly had taken his boat out on the open seas and was never seen again.  After a huge investigation and tons of money involved, he was ruled dead.

Well, the investigation must have seemed fishy to some, because the case was never closed.  New information has been brought to public knowledge stating yes, the man, Patrick McDermott, is alive and well and living off the coast of Mexico.

McDermott’s counsel states that he did fake a disappearance after breaking off a nine-year relationship with Newton-John in order to escape financial ruin and allow an insurance policy of $100k to be cashed out in order to benefit his son.

You think you know someone and then they go and fake their death. Man, I’d be pissed if I were Olivia Newton-J.

The visual behind that statement is almost too much nasty in one sentence to even comprehend.

News is emerging regarding James and his harem of hos and it has to do with a baby. And a mistress. And lots of dirty, grimy unprotected sex, obviously.

A source comes forward and confirms to RadarOnline that James did, indeed, father a child through one of his ladies-in-waiting. The same sources allege that he knew about it, too. While the woman claims that she “didn’t have the baby,” she made no bones about hanging the fact over James’ head and publicly ragging about it.

I just hope that yet another girlfriend doesn’t come forward claiming the same thing … he allowed his dogs to fight to the almost-death, why not his unborn babies?

Scumbag.

Sandy, really, when you finally put this douchetard behind you … do not — do not — look back.

No, despite the fact that this particular topic is currently the number one trend on both Google and Twitter, Sarah Jessica Parker is not pushing up daisies.

Where did the hoax originate?  Someone who posed as Perez Hilton yesterday thought that an awesome April Fool’s Day joke would be to announce SJP’s premature death. A day later, the hubbub surrounding the faux-report hasn’t died down a bit, even though reps for Parker state that she is, indeed, alive and well.

I’m all for April Fools’ pranks — I guess I’m infantile like that — but this is definitely crossing the line a little bit.  It’s actually sort of approaching the line, teasing that you’re going to cross it and then shitting on it and vaulting over it when everyone’s looking the other way. There’s nothing less funny about pretending that someone’s kicked. And someone like SJP … come on, completely unbelievable. The story would have had much more credibility if it involved, say, her mole coming back to life and attacking the whole of New York City.

Or something.