Billy Joel says addiction is common among musicians. Coincidentally, this follows the insight that "making music is commmon among musicians" in the upcoming book I’m working on titled: No S**t!
- Hooters Air has called it quits after a three-year run. The service had already begun to sag and wasn’t as much fun to look at.
- David Hasselhoff baffled court reporters and officials in Los Angeles yesterday when he began belting out a German tune outside the courtroom during his custody hearing. Come on! How could you not award the Hoff full custody after that??
- Weird Al fans are collecting money to get Mr. Yankovic a star on the Hollywood Walk Of Fame. Hollywood insists he apologizes for UHF first.
- Paula Abdul has signed a deal that keeps her on American Idol for three more years. Sadly, this interferes with her original plan to fade into oblivion.
- Busta Rhymes dissed a gay fan for touching him outside a diner in Miami, whispering to his bodyguards "I hate f**king faggots man." To which the bodyguard replied, "Then stop f**king them, Busta."
Tony gets a face lift.
In response to the New York Times’ proclamation that the beard is back and Michael Douglas’s flattering new hairy look, we held a contest to see what other celebrities could benefit from a flowy white beard like Michael Douglas. And with out further ado, the winner:
Congratulations Megan! The Hiltons look hot with Michael Douglas beards. By the way I read Beard Magazine, but only for the articles.
Um…you can hire Corky from Life Goes On and his band to perform for you. No joke here, just thought you might like to know that.
We all know that it’s hard out here for a pimp. But where does a pimp turn to make things a little bit easier? Paris Hilton, of course!
From Yahoo News:
"Oscar-winning rappers Three 6 Mafia say they are producing and recording tracks with Paris Hilton."
"Producing and recording with" is apparently some kind of new crunk slang for "boning at an afterparty".
Take the Lead is a new movie in which an idealistic Antonio Banderas must use unconventional teaching methods, his mad hot ballroom moves and steamy Latin looks to get through to a class of violent, unruly inner city youth. We’re so excited about this cinematic originality that we’ve decided to compile a restrospective list of the things we’ve learned from the countless number of OTHER movies with pretty much the same plot (except this time it’s ballroom dancing – see, different!). From Sidney Poitier to Mark Harmon to Tom Berenger, we don’t skip a single class (or accept any substitutes):
Blackboard Jungle (1955, starring Glenn Ford and Sidney Poitier)
The Problem: Ford, an order-loving idealist, is forced to use unconventional teaching methods and decency to get through to a class of violent, unruly Fonzie-esque thugs, pot-smoking Beatniks and other gangs of assorted troublemakers, whom he naturally assumes are led by Sidney Poitier aka "the black kid". All this mayhem is set to the "dangerous" music of Bill Haley’s "Rock Around the Clock".
The Solution: Ford forces students learn about decency, Poitier forces Ford to learn about racial tolerance, and the soundtrack forces America to learn about rock n’ roll (which ironically results in even more youthful indecency).
Call me a whorporate shill, but I’m really excited about VH1’s new show, Can’t Get a Date. First of all, it comes on Fridays at midnight (which is actually Saturday, of course), which is genius because if you’re home then, you probably really can’t get a date (or you’re married, in which case you’re asleep).
The show focuses on "romantically challenged" people with problems like foot fungus, fear of bicycles, and fear of making the first move. (I’m guessing people who suffer from the first two also suffer from the third.)
The disembodied voice that serves as the host acts as a sort of Cyrano de Bergerac, offering sage advice to the loveless. And "ordinary people" will put in their two cents as well. Will these people get a date? I don’t know, but I’m going to tune in, if only for the hula hooping with fire, hypnosis, and full body waxing. It starts next week, and I’m counting the minutes.
For those of you conspiracy theorists convinced that American Idol producers are tampering with your votes, here’s your proof: on last night’s episode the show subliminally displayed the wrong number while a contestant was singing.
While Mandisa was belting her heart out, her voting number faded and Taylor Hicks’ voting number appeared. It happened in less than a second, but thanks to the Pop Culture Petri Dish, the moment has been captured forever. Next week watch for Taylor’s gray mop-top subliminally Photoshopped onto Mandisa’s head. (link via reality blurred)
These days, the men of reality TV can be as obnoxious as they want (grrrr), just so long as they have babies (aaawww). In fact, having children is now the great normalizer for tasteless, cruel or self-indulgent subjects of our favorite reality shows. Want proof? Find out after the jump…
If you’re anywhere near an Internet Connection (and the fact that you’re reading this tells me you are), you have undoubtedly noticed the World Wide Web-wide anticipation for a new movie called Snakes on a Plane. If you find yourself confused over what all this hubub is about, and why people would get so excited about a movie that doesn’t even come out until August, and why there are snakes on a plane, check out this handy list of Snakes on a Plane FAQs from our friends at CRACKED.
But I still think the only thing you REALLY need to know is that there are snakes. On a plane.