Tonight the New York Mets and the St. Louis Cardinals go head-to-head in Game 7 of the NLCS to determine who faces the Detroit Tigers in the World Series. So if you’re a Mets fan, Cardinals fan, or baseball fan you should be excited about a great night of baseball. Everybody else: be excited that you’re one step closer to all new episodes of Standoff, only on Fox!
Are you watching the game tonight? And if so, who are you rooting for? The Mets? The Cardinals? Or simply the return of your regularly scheduled programs? Vote now!
I bet when this guy left his friends and family back in Ohio, he was like, “I’m going to Hollywood to be a big movie star, just like Brad Pitt!” And now here he is on a balmy day in Long Beach, shivering next to some off-duty lower-back-branded stripper, miserably cupping his shriveled junk in his hands whilst the lesser-known Hilton sister has her fully-clothed picture taken to launch the branding campaign for the “Nicky O” hotel chain her daddy gave her. All those acting classes and modeling lessons are really paying off now, aren’t they, Sir Laurence Olivier? I mean, without your flaccid man bits hanging about there, how else will weary travelers know that Nicky O is the one hotel that really lets you whore it up? Put this in your portfolio, fierce-nuts: you’re today’s Daily Douche!
We are completely obsessed with all programming happening over at VH1 (it’s nearly bonus time, OK?), and can’t help but feel really let down that the following nugget o’geen, The Liza Minnelli and David Gest Show, i.e. Newlyweds III: The Horror, never made it to air. (Their divorce may or may not have played a part.) Check out the first 10 minutes of show below (it might be all you’ll need), but if you’re feeling particularly Unfrozen-Caveman-Lawyerish, you can see Part II and Part III by clicking on the part you’d like to see.
It’s no Hoffoween Hoffstume, but the “nip-slip” (availabe at Zoogster) is pretty f’n awesome. The only thing that could be better is if the crotch-area shot flames. In the comments, tell us what you’re wearing!
We seriously just can’t get enough of all the pre-Borat movie publicity. This “Kazakh TeeVee Advertisment for the music from my movie film” might be the best clip yet. Borat nailing a keytar solo & singing “throw the Jew down the well” with a bunch of children? Beyond words.
Much thanks to gossiphound for dropping this link and directing us over to the Office-tastic Give Me My Remote. This site has everything you need to properly prepare you for tonight’s episode: clips from the show, links to various castmembers’ blogs & MySpace pages, a video clip of Jim on Ellen, the Angela fan club, and much, much more.
So if you’re a fan of The Office, head on over there. If you’re not… well, then go talk to your idiot friends about The Mind Of Mencia or something.
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According to MSNBC, murdering football legend Orange Juice Simpson has reportedly been paid 3.5 million dollars to a write a book called If I Did It, described as a “hypothetical” confession of the crimes he “hypothetically” could have committed, including disturbingly accurate “hypothetical” descriptions of the non-hypothetical murders of his ex-wife Nicole Brown and her boyfriend Ron Goldman. However, Simpson will not have to worry about a hypothetical scenario in which he would have to share his blood money with the families of the people he hypothetically murdered, as he plans on spending the payment as quickly as possible. We wish The Juice the best as he burns in hell. Hypothetically, of course.
In case you ever forgot, Heidi Klum was always there to remind you: Project Runway was not only a designer showdown, but for the models, it “was a contest for [them] as well.” An incredibly unpaid contest, that is. As reported in US Magazine, Michael Knight‘s model Clarissa Anderson confessed that while the exposure was good, the models were unpaid for their time on the show. And the time commitment involved made taking other jobs/soft-core pornos nearly impossible:
Just doing (Project Runway) and not being able to do other jobs while doing that was hard for me. I had to beg my parents for money because I simply had no income at all. They say, it’s good exposure and everyone’s going to see you; just think of all the jobs you’ll get. I haven’t gotten many jobs because of it — like , none.
Looks like Clarissa is going to have to earn her money the old-fashioned way: Marrying/divorcing old guys. Though in a twisted case of Chinese water torture, the one thing PR producers didn’t skimp on was the catering table, keeping the models “well-fed” through their 12-hour days. Excuse us for a minute… (cough*LOL*cough)
The winner of the challenge was Jeffrey’s model Marilinda, seen left. She always reminded us of a Precious Moments doll, big sad eyes that just love to cry. We were praying for Nazri, Uli’s model, to take it. Nazri = THE FIERCENESS. And that concludes the gayest thing I’ll say today.
I happen to be of the opinion that there are three types of people in the world – people who watch Project Runway (super-social flamboyant types), people who watch Top Chef (Hobbit-like homebodies) and people who don’t watch either of them (joy-hating snores). As a proud member of the Top Chef category, I was embarassingly excited about last night’s premiere of season 2. Especially when I discovered the addition of a mutant with super-human powers in contestant Marcel (some say the new Stephen). This casting twist raises so many questions! Are adamantium knives cheating? If he gets sent home, will they tell him to pack his claws? And worse, will he get angry and slice that smug grin off Tom Colicchio’s face?