So I spent a good portion of yesterday afternoon fighting with assorted parties regarding the pictures of a naked Audrina Patridge that I (illegally, and after being specifically told not to) ran yesterday. So much fuss over a naked nobody from a stupid reality TV show.
Then I watched South Park last night — where they basically poked fun at the insanity of the celebrity gossip obsession — and I was like “Shit, this is insane. And I’m totally a part of it.”
And I felt really, really bad about myself for a minute.
And then I remembered when I used to work a 9-5 job at an office and how much I hated it and then I was like, “You know, this is probably okay.”
Anyway. The whole episode’s above. It’s pretty disturbing, actually.
March 20, 2008 at 10:56 am by Evil Beet
A GOODBYE LETTER TO MY DRUGS OF CHOICE
At this point,
All you fucking things are good for is dying. Iâ€™m not
ready to die. Iâ€™m ready to live. Iâ€™m ready to breathe
(properly, even). Iâ€™m ready to fall in love. Iâ€™m ready
to become ready to start a family. Iâ€™m ready to be
happy, fulfilled and meaningful. Maybe Iâ€™ll see you
fukkers if and/or when Iâ€™m ready to die.
From his most recent MySpace blog.
March 20, 2008 at 10:50 am by Evil Beet
Here’s J-Lo with Max and Emme on the cover of People.
The $6M cover of People.
What do you think?
Are these pics worth that kind of cash?
March 20, 2008 at 10:46 am by Evil Beet
After her third marriage failed — all together now — MISERABLY, Pamela Anderson tells Ellen Degeneres she is currently not dating anyone.
Her attention, says Anderson, the mother of two boys (Brandon, 11, and Dylan, 10, whose father is Anderson’s ex, Tommy Lee), is devoted to “just kids. That’s taking up a lot of time.”
Especially on her schedule. Says Anderson, “Usually I get in around 3 or 4 in the morning, and I’m up at 6:30 am with my kids making breakfast, 8 a.m. at school, and who washes their face?”
Congratu-fucking-lations, Pamela. Way to go two weeks without dating anyone. Way to focus on your kids for twenty seconds. You sure are getting your life back under control. Getting in at 3 or 4 in the morning every day? That sounds manageable. What the hell are you doing at 3 am, Pamela? Taking a business meeting? Everything sounds very much under control right now. Good for you.
March 19, 2008 at 9:35 pm by Evil Beet
Britney’s dad is making her ditch some of her cars.
Brit currently owns seven, each of which is worth, individually, more than your life. Seriously. Ask your insurance agent.
A court granted the singer’s father on Monday the power to “sell or dispose of” an undisclosed number of her seven cars.
Lawyers for Jamie Spears stated that the cost of maintaining the fleet of vehicles was too expensive and that the sale of “a certain of” her cars “will save substantial expense to the conservatorship estate.”
“Dispose of”? Um, if you’re going to take one of Britney Spears’ cars to the local landfill, call me first. I’ll handle that for you.
March 19, 2008 at 9:27 pm by Evil Beet
The red hair? The sassy poses? The pseudo-pout? The totally uncalled-for use of dark floral prints?
Here’s 26-year-old Natalie Dormer on the red carpet for season two of The Tudors, where she plays Anne Boleyn.
If this chick wanted to make some real cash, she could probably strip at bachelor parties as a Lindsay lookalike. I’d say she could do Lindsay porn flicks, but, you know, Lindsay’s pretty much got that angle covered herself.