
This is one of my favorite Derrick Brown videos. Take a look.

You know what the sad thing about this is? No, not that Brittany Murphy is on the site two days in a row, although it is kind of pathetic. But it is worth it just to see the comment that someone will write about her and her idiot husband. The truly sad thing is that is an Associated Press microphone in her face. That means they actually care what she has to say.
A little mini 90210 reunion and some receding hairlines.
This really should have been on top. You know I am a sucker for those in love photos. Jennifer Finnigan must really love those Weekend At Bernies residual checks Jonathon Silverman gets to be that much in love.
I don't even know what to say except that I'm sure Larry King had some really sore knees.
The new cover of W.
If you are Jennifer Lopez, wouldn't you rather have Cris Judd's baby?
Hell, Jennifer probably doesn't even know Scott Speedman but anything is better than a Skeletor baby.
I was hoping this was some kind of Korean program where they bury people alive, but it turns out they are actually letting Paris Hilton out of the box, which of course ruins the potential of a joke like "It's a damn shame throwing away a perfectly good white girl that way."
Way to go all out dressing up. Patrick Fugit is well on his way to becoming a master of the Kevin Smith school of dress.
When it is so cold that you have to wear a jacket and scarf and keep your hands in your pocket, then perhaps Owen Wilson would be better served by actually wearing shoes.
Kevin Farley doesn't look a bit like his brother does he? Damn.



"The cancellations had nothing to do with the investigation into allegations by an unidentified woman".
Maybe he is right and so he won't mind if we do a little timeline check.
Mario Lopez is why snark was invented, but hey at least he irons his jeans.
This is Miguelito. Let's just hope he doesn't turn into Miguelito Jackson.
That must have been one big animal.
As far as I know Jaslene Gonzalez doesn't sing or really do anything which would make her have to appear at the show. That being said, I am so glad she did. Latin Grammys sponsored by a Dutch beer. Theo Kingma is the HFPA member from The Netherlands. Hope you enjoy Jaslene sir and the plug for the fine alcohol that comes from your country. My only suggestion would be to keep the bars slightly further from the red light area. Won't get into details here. But bye bye wife number 3.
I'm going to take wild stab in the dark here that Ivy Queen doesn't text much.
Where the hell have you been Benjamin Bratt? Nice to see you and your lovely wife Talisa Sota. She looks like a happy sort.
This is the group Strings For Kids. They are not to be confused with the group Ropes For Kids or Chinese Toys for Kids.
Ricky Martin says hi to all his Hawaii gays.
Did Ruben Blades ever become the President of Panama? I know he kept trying.
This is Orishas. I have no idea who they are, but I do know that the women in my office love them.


THE KITE RUNNER
For those of you who read the book, I'm jealous. It's a great story of
friendship and the limits we place on friendship. Other people at the
screening were telling me it was a pretty faithful adaptation. I really
don't want to give anything away because I WANT YOU TO SEE THIS MOVIE.
It takes place in Kabul, Afghanistan and it follows the life story of
two kids, one of whom was wealthy and the other his servant and best
friend. The privileged kid (Amir) is a bit of a snot, he doesn't have
any other friends, and doesn't really grasp how to make and keep them.
Hassan, the servant boy, is already an outcast by being a different
race and being Shi'a Muslim, but would do anything for his friend.
These boys are inseparable. There is an event after the big kite
fighting contest that changes the friendship. One of the kids makes a
choice that significantly affects the other one. You'll be angry with
one of these kids, just livid. And he has to live with the choice he
made for the rest of his life.
So why do I want you to see this movie? Honestly, it's beautifully
made. Marc Forster did a wonderful job re-creating 1970s Kabul and the
acting is just top notch. Kid actors tend to bother me, and can ruin a
movie for me if they're too precious (the kid in Martian Child, Dakota
Fanning, etc.). The two kids they found are fantastic, they're just so
natural and real, I was entirely convinced they were best friends. The
adults are just stellar, as well.
The other reason I want you to see this movie, is because it is just
such a universal theme. The film is about our connection to other
people and the things that bring us closer and tear us apart.
The Kite Runner opens around Christmas, hopefully everywhere. See this
movie. It's worth a full price ticket ($10), it's a beautiful film, but
it's not for everyone. It is not light-hearted, and that's why it
doesn't get popcorn money.
Okay, enough of the hetero, scatological Vices, time for some good ol’-fashioned homo rump-rangin’ activities for an (old) change! After all, when we got that smelly heap o’ emails from folks complaining about the last few stinky-poo Vices—who knew straight people could have such daring fun with excrement?—did you all think we’d actually not return to our well-stacked library of running scared, extremely horny, closeted Hollywood actors? Please.
So, here we are with Seymour Plow-Me-More, multitalented star and performer, both in and out of the bedroom, where he assumes an amazing array of positions, possibilities and partners. But to be fair, when Sey-babe cheats on his hardly naive honey (whose quasi-attractive face seems to harden with each new trick SPMM picks up), it’s usually with good-lookin’ dudes. In fact, it always is.
Take this last time, for ince. Academy Award-nominated Seymour was visiting one of Hell-Ay’s myriad spas, which are to Los Angeles what Greek coffee shops are to Manhattan. This time, for Plow-Me-More’s man-hunting mission, he’d chosen one of Hell-Ay’s more outta the way steam-room joints, toward downtown, thinking nobody would recognize him. Are these celebs on crack? Do they really think incognito only kicks in south of Wilshire?
Seymour cornered his latest beefy selection, took off his own towel (still impressive equipment, must say, even though what’s holding it all together hardly is), and asked for what Seymour usually requests his partners to do to him—i.e., get his oversize bum diddled. The boy—he was almost a boy—declined Mr. Plow-Me-More’s gracious offer and suggested to fellate the movie star instead, a lovely idea that was accepted and received, by the by.
You see, said nooky provider tells us he thought it would be “a bit much” to be corn-holed by Seymour Plow-Me-More in a public steam room. As if a blow job is nothing more than a simple shaking of hands.
Well, in sex-for-everything Hell-Ay, s'pose it is.
It Ain't: The Rock, Chris Rock, or David Spade





I need some time alone now. Christina Ricci, Rashida Jones, and Ali Larter. Which is the spy? The answer may surprise you.
Anytime Diane Keaton wears something approaching normal, it has to be news. It is almost as good as man bites dog.
8 years old. But I don't think any of you are going to complain about the age of the photo when it is David Boreanaz in a bathtub. I figured I owed you after all the Kim Kardashian nonsense.
The Davis family minus that really greasy one who leaves people stranded in Vegas with no money. See. The reveals aren't always publicized in advance anymore, so you need to read everything.
Brittany Murphy and her husband Voldemort made an appearance last night.
What is so important that Amy Winehouse needed to open the box before she even got home? Hmmmm.
Wow. Sacha Baron Cohen's beard disappeared quickly. Are those diapers or some tighty whiteys found laying in the street?
You remember all those nice things I said about Keri Russell. Well that is before this. I bet you think I am going to criticize the hair. Nope. Hell, I'm jealous she even has some. But chewing with your mouth open. That has got to go.
In my world, Jamie Pressley isn't wearing anything under that coat, and she is coming down the steps to the basement with a big box of In-N-Out burgers.
"I hope he's mine."
I'll stick with my Eva Mendes is pregnant item. Yes, Gwen Stefani too.

