Does anyone watch ER anymore? I’m happy this is the last season, but that show really should have ended, like, ten years ago. How many fires, earthquakes, bombs, falling out of the sky helicopters, limbs lost, addictions fought and people resurrected from the dead should one audience be expected to tolerate? County General Hospital should have been shut down about fifteen hundred cataclysmic disasters ago. That show fucking exhausts me.
ER is credited as the show that gave George Clooney his break. To me, he will always be George the handyman at the Over Our Heads novelty shop, on The Facts of Life. Longtime fans have been hopeful that Clooney would return for the final season, and it looks like they are getting their wish. Also appearing for the George episode was Susan Sarandon. Not sure how she fits into the storyline, but don’t be surprised if her character suffers a fatal implant explosion.
It looks like George Clooney will be appearing on ER during the final season, reprising his role as Dr. Doug Ross. The TV show, created by the late Michael Crichton, launched Clooney’s career.
ER co-creator, John Wells, has supposedly ordered a closed set to keep everything about Clooney’s appearance a secret.
What do you think the Dr. Ross story line will be?
I’d offer suggestions, but I haven’t watched ER since, oh, 1996, when it was relevant.
At an event in Berlin, Germany this weekend.
“At some point in our lifetime, gay marriage won’t be an issue, and everyone who stood against this civil right will look as outdated as George Wallace standing on the school steps keeping James Hood from entering the University of Alabama because he was black.”
George Clooney, to Ted Casablancas, regarding Prop 8.
Precisely, Mr. Clooney. It’s what I’ve been saying all along. At some point, we’re going to look back on the days when gay marriage was illegal and liken it to the days when interracial marriage was illegal: just plain silly.
Some dude who’s known Sarah Larson since fifth grade posted an extensive blog on his “friendship” with her.
It’s a pretty dull read — it seems like she was kind of a pain in the ass, but mostly just grew up behaving like any chick from suburban Washington.
But in case anyone cares, it’s here.
Can you believe this little bitch got a front-row seat at the Oscars?
I do love the dress, though. It’s not exactly a traditional Oscar dress, and I give her props for having the guts to wear it, especially since she’s got no fucking business being at the Oscars anyway. It reminds me of, like, an ancient Japanese tapestry or something.
It’s fascinating to see what some companies will come up with to promote their products.
Jelly Belly used 10,000 jelly beans to create a very special portrait of Oscar nominee George Clooney. It’s currently displayed at the Luxe Hotel in Beverly Hills.
I’ve included the far-away view of this opus, as well as a close-up of George’s eye, so you can see the kind of jelly bean insanity we’re dealing with here.
And what’s with the weird halo around his head? He’s an Oscar nominee, people, not Jesus Christ.