Last night was the premiere of Conan O’Brien’s new TBS show, Conan and considering what we all went through earlier this year to make sure this dude even has a show, I am interested in knowing your thoughts.

The ratings are in and Conan pulled in 2.8 rating compared to Jay Leno’s 2.7. Most people are viewing that as a victory of some sort, but like, wasn’t the entire Internet supposed to tune in and watch?

What I saw of the show made me laugh, for sure. I think this will be the late night show we wind up consistently DVR-ing. I liked that each show will have an episode title (last night’s was “Bah Bah Blackmail”) and that they gave it more of a variety vibe than a talk show feel.

So did you watch the show? What did you think?

Remember that one time back in June when New Kids on the Block and Backstreet Boys performed together at Radio City Music Hall and it was wonderful and I was all “I sense a tour a-comin’”?  Well, I was right, natch.  The groups are joining forces to totally blow our minds come next summer, but in the meantime, check out that above interview with Ryan Seacrest.  To be honest, I’m not really interested in what’s being said because I’m too busy trying to wrap my mind around all nine dudes* sitting around together, being older versions of those dudes whose pictures I tore out of Tiger Beat.

I’m crossing my fingers for a Nashville date, but I’m probably just going to have to count on y’all guys in the big cities to sneak in a fancy camera phone.  Don’t let me down.

*Too bad the fifth Backstreet Boy (my very favorite), Kevin Richardson, is busy starring in low budget vampire musicals.

Like, recently. While she’s pregnant. Girlfriend lets it all hang out, and I’m not talking a la Demi Moore or Britney Spears – she has put those fine, fine ladies’ preggo photos to shame.

Kerr, if you’ll remember, is the Victoria’s Secret Angel that’s married to Orlando Bloom, and carrying his child. Miranda is six and-a-half months along with the couple’s first child.

Anyway, that picture – I’m not allowed to post it here on the front page, but you can meander on over to W‘s site where you can see the NSFW image. And by ‘NSFW,’ I mean ‘if you don’t work for W magazine, it’s probably not cool to be ogling Miranda Kerr’s nipples at your workstation.’

I know that I did a suck job at a little black box, but hey. Give me some credit – it’s not as if I spend my day drawing penises and ejaculation over celebrity photos all day long; I’m not used to all this drawing, guys.

Here’s the official trailer, and it’s every bit as good as the music video for the song of the same name (crazily enough, written for the movie), so now that you’ve seen all of this? You have absolutely no reason to go and see the film when it makes it’s debut on January 7th.

But do watch tomorrow night’s CMT awards. Gwynnie is slated to perform Country Strong there live. And ‘live’ supposedly means without the help of auto-tune or lip-synching, and yes, I had to look that up.

Will you guys see this movie, or do you think it’s a total crapshoot?

“Hang on, hang on, I have to say something! I have been Jake’s onscreen love interest for years, all right? You keep the conversation to me and only me, otherwise I’m going to get nasty!”

Thank goodness that Anne Hathaway spoke out for Jake Gyllenhaal this past weekend at a press conference for their new movie, Love and Other Drugs, ’cause I’m sure that he’s just totally unable to do it himself. During the conference, Jake was – clearly – asked whether or not he was carrying on a relationship with Taylor Swift, and that gracious old Anne Hathaway interjected with that explosion of information up there.

Um, you go, girl?

“If a guy has one bad night, everybody goes insane and panics.”

- Charlie Sheen being all “whatever.”

In case you missed it, that “one bad night” Charlie’s referring to is that night that he wrecked a hotel room after getting wasted with a hooker.  He’s not talking about that night that he celebrated Christmas by pulling a knife on his wife or that night that he had to make an apology when a voicemail leaked in which he called his wife the c-word and the n-word or those nights that he accidentally shot Kelly Preston in the arm, nearly overdosed, or got arrested for beating up his girlfriend.  No, this is about the hotel room and the hooker, and that was just like one time.  Lighten up, everybody!  Charlie’s got this!