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>I Ain’t One To Gossip, But…..

>I know. She’s an idiot. I mean, she stashes cocaine in her vah-jay-jay. ALLEGEDLY.

But now, little Miss Paris Hilton is being blasted by Sarah Shahi, “star” of something called ‘Fairly Legal’, as being the “worst driver ever” because Paris ALLEGEDLY almost hit Shahi.
Trouble is, Paris says she wasn’;t driving anywhere that day: “I was so shocked when I read that, too. First of all, I wasn’t even driving that day. I just came back from Vegas with my boyfriend–and we were home relaxing. I hadn’t even been in the car that day. I literally came with a driver from the airport went to my house.”
Paris then lamented that perhaps it was someone who just looked like her.
Seriously? There’s more than one vacuous blond bimbo with the IQ of soap and a cooch full of coke driving around LA.
Then  Paris goes on and on crying about the team of Paris look-a-likes “who do it for a living….always doing things and I’m getting blamed for it.”
Marcia! Marcia! Marcia! 
Sarah Shahi won’t back down, though, and ranted on Twitter–because how else do people communicate these days–about Hilton:
“Paris Hilton- worst driver ever. Almost hit me, then ran a stop sign.what if there was a kid around the corner, you dumb b–ch.”
Shahi then called Paris a “horrible excuse for a human being” and a “blonde piece of sh-t”.
Okay, so where’s the rant? 

Because no one noticed, Kate Hudson announced she’s engaged to Muse rocker, and her upcoming baby daddy, Matt Bellamy on The Today Show this week.

During a live interview with Matt Lauer, where Kate kept swatting her left hand through the air, Lauer finally broke down and mentioned the rock on her ring finger.
Hudson laughed: “It just happened a week ago, I’m so glad you noticed,. I haven’t really announced it and I felt like the announcing thing feels so silly, and I was just waiting for someone to notice.”
Which is why I’ve been batting my hand around like I’m hailing a freakin’ cab before someone would ask me!!!!
Then Kate got all coy, refusing to discuss wedding dates or arrangements.
My guess is that she’ll show up on Wendy Williams in a wedding dress and wait for Wendy to ‘notice’ it.
Just sayin’.

Talk about a fright.

Last October, Daniel Radcliffe admits he was terrified to hear Harry Potter author J.K. Rowling announce to Oprah that she might write another Harry Potter book, or two. Although Rowling has always insisted that she was done with seven books on the Junior Wizard, she said, “But you never know!”
Radcliffe was heard screaming, Every time I try to get out, they pull me back in!!!
After a team of paramedics revived him Radcliffe says he texted Rowling so her could clarify her comments. He won’t say what she texted back, but I think it was along the lines of How did you get this number?
But it may take Rowling a long time to write books eight through forty-seven, and by the time they come to be filmed, Radcliffe will be too old to play a boy wizard.
At least that’s what he hopes.

Glee spoilers! Glee spoilers!

And, no, Bret Easton Ellis hasn’t been asked to write an episode.
But Mister Shue, Matthew Morrison, is talking about upcoming episodes, including the one where someone on the show will die.
Holy Moldavia Batman!
You mean someone more important that the Warbler mascot bird, Pavarotti?
Morrison says: “Somebody’s dying. Obviously I’m not going to tell you who it is, but it’s no-one that you would probably expect. The episode right before the finale is called ‘Funeral’. We were actually at a funeral home yesterday, shooting all day. It was a very taxing day.”
Who do you think it is?

Talk about everything old being new again. or every old movie being made new again.
Former California Grope-enator, Arnold Schwarzenegger, is being shopped around Hollywood like a whore with a coke stash.

And Arnie is said to want to star in…..ANOTHER…..remake of ‘The Terminator’. I guess he meant it when he said, “I’ll be Bach.”
And I thought he meant Johann Sebastian. Now that’s a movie worth seeing.
Unfortunately there is no screenwriter attached yet, because most screenwriters are like, Um, this has been done, to death, and back again. But a director, ah, that’s  a whore, er, horse of a different color has expressed interest. Apparently, Justin Lin, who is responsible for ‘Fast Five’–the fifth installment of The Fast and The Furious, because four weren’t enough–is getting wooed to helm the project.
Who’s up for seeing Ah-nold back onscreen in Terminator: Rise Of The Man-Boobs?

Poor Lindsay.
After being sent back to the big house, er, the Lynwood Correctional Facility–where she was incarcerated for the unbelievable amount of five hours–Lohan is now crying that she’s being punished because she’s a celebrity.

Car thief? Jewel thief? Drug addict? Kidnapper?
Oh, yeah, how unfair.
A source close to Lindsay–and by source I mean Mama Dina who has a news crew permanently stationed in her home lest she go five minutes without publicity–says, “She is being treated differently from everyone else because she is famous. We were all in shock when she was forced to return to jail just to make an example out of her. It’s not right. Especially when she is working so hard to live a healthy life.”
Last week, a judge ruled that Lindsay, who has been accused of stealing a necklace, was in violation of probation and was jailed for five hours before someone–a drug dealer, I’m thinking, because she’s his best client–got her out.
Dina, er, the source, adds, “She is innocent and can’t understand what is going on. She didn’t steal any necklace and will be found innocent. It’s obvious this is only happening because she is famous and anyone that thinks celebrities get away with stuff or let off will think again after seeing this.”
Hey Lindsay, listen up you utter moron: if you were Lindsay Lohan, working at the Forever 21 store in Dayton, Ohio, and had done all of the things you’ve done in your short stint of adulthood, you’d have been locked away for years.
So do not play this Poor me crap.
And do not make me go to my manicurist and have my Fuck You nail reapplied.
Please. Go to jail. Do not pass go. Do not talk, whine, cry.
You’re over.

Rob Lowe, or, as he’s known by his porn name, Raw Blow, must have a pretty selective memory. See, in his new auto-biography, ‘Stories I Only Tell My Friends,’ he conveniently glosses over his six-year relationship, engagement to, and loss of a child with, actress Melissa Gilbert.

Lucky for him Michael Landon isn’t alive. He’s take Lowe out behind the barn for a whoopin’.
In her tell-all, ‘Prairie Tale,’ Gilbert revealed she’d had three nose jobs by age 20, struggled with drugs and alcohol, and then wrote page after page about her love affair with Rob Lowe, including losing his child.
Rob Lowe, on the other hand, in his book, dishes about his Hollywood bromances with Charlie Sheen and Sean Penn, dining out with Chris Farley and many more important things than a  six-year relationship. Of course, he also makes scant mention of his infamous–because of the underage girls–sex tape.
In Melissa’s book she mentions Rob Lowe 77 times.
In Lowe’s book, he mentions Gilbert 4 times.
Guess the relationship and the miscarriage meant more to her?
She writes on and on that she “fell instantly, hopelessly and stupidly in love” with him, then wallows in the anguish of losing him. He talks about how, when Gilbert’s mom tried to keep them apart, he began spending more time with Charlie Sheen and his brother, Emilio Estevez. He makes absolutely no mention of the length and intensity of their relationship, their brief engagement and Melissa’s miscarriage.
I guess it meant more to her than to him. He had buddies to drink with and underage girls to screw.
Just sayin’.

Bon Jovi rocker Richie Sambora has checked himself into rehab. Again.

And not just for rocking the Jane Fonda in Klute wig. But, for, among other things, like, um, sobriety “issues”. A source–and by source, I mean Denise Richards, because she’s the go-to source for all things Sambora or Sheen–says, “Richie recently has been drinking too much, and wants to get his life together.”
He also checked himself into rehab for exhaustion.
Exhaustion rehab? Seriously?
Is there a rehab for everything now, because I may need a Bravo rehab one of these days. Or a Logo rehab. Top Chef: Rehab.
But Sambora, who’s been on tour with Bon Jovi, says he needs time to regroup. And take a nap. ALLEGEDLY.
A friend–Hi Denise–says: “Richie has had a busy year. I think this was a culmination of all the things that overloaded his life and finally he realized he needed to take care of himself.”
This isn’t Sambora’s first time at the rehab rodeo. He made his first appearance at the career boosting rehabbing Cirque Lodge back in 2007, right after he divorced his wife, Heather Locklear, and broke up with his girlfriend, Denise Richards.
Maybe he needs a Blonde Starlet rehab?

This guy is a pig.
He thinks he might be the next Robert DeNiro, when he more like the next Robert DeLusional. But self-titled Hollywood bad boy, and wannabe movie star, Alex Pettyfer, has given an interview where he discusses everything, from a sad, sick tattoo, to his hatred for LA.

The star–hee hee, I giggle at that…….–of ‘I Am Number Four’–remember when it was in theaters for an hour or so?–gave a candid interview to VMAN magazine where he revealed that he has a tattoo, right above his crotch that says, “Thank You”.
I imagine the proper tattoo should have said, “That isn’t a toothpick, it’s my dick.”
Pettyfer, ever the gentleman, says he got the tattoo, “in case I forget to say it.”
Oh, honey, you don’t have to say Thank you. Just leave the money on the nightstand. Or the passenger seat. Or the next urinal.
Pettyfer, who was once considered, by himself mostly, to be on the Hollywood fast-track to stardom, until his head got ginormous–making his penis appear even smaller–now says, “I really don’t give a s**t about any of that. I wish I had some interesting stories about living in L.A., but mostly I just do my work and then go home. Being an actor is like being in prison. You go, you serve your time, you try and replicate Johnny Depp’s career and then you move to Paris.”
Oh, honey, you’re no Johnny Depp. He has talent.
And it seems that Hollywood, like me, has developed a distaste for Pettyfer. After rumors of his ALLEGED erratic behavior, most bigwigs in Hollywood are steering clear of Pettyfer.
Unless they’re wearing a Hazmat suit.

Looks like ‘Two and a Half Men’ will be back in the fall, and it will be Sheen-less.
Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus.

‘Men’ creator Chuck Lorre is ALLEGEDLY working on a reboot of the I-have-no-idea-why-it’s-so-popular sitcom, and Sheen is out, though Jon Cryer, who without this would have no career whatsoever, is in.
Cryer has ALLEGEDLY been presented with a plan that would focus on his character, Alan, and a new character–someone Sheen-like, but not Sheen–who has yet to be cast. Lorre has ALLEGEDLY presented  his idea to a few Hollywood players, and the network and studio are aware of his intention to overhaul the series.
Though no actor has emerged as the frontrunner to replace Sheen–both Rob Lowe and John Stamos were rumored–the network has yet to schedule the return of ‘Two and a Half Men.’
But CBS could be eying it as a mid-season launch.
Or it, like Sheen, could just go away.



Filed under Alex Pettyfer, Arnold Schwarzenegger, Charlie Sheen, Daniel Radcliffe, Glee, Kate Hudson, Lindsay Lohan, Paris Hilton Is A Moron, Richie Sambora, Rob Lowe

>Bret Easton Ellis Can Suck It, Too


Oh, you stepped in something else, asshat.
You’d think an author would think twice before publishing his little tirades 
of homophobia. You’d think a human being wouldn’t find making a joke out
of HIV  to be a ‘novel’ thing to do. You’d think Bret Easton Ellis wasn’t some
has-been hack looking for a little more attention.
He and Kobe should do their “I’m A Dick And I’m Sorry” Tour together.


Filed under Asshat, Bret Easton Ellis, Glee, Twitter

>Tube Talk


Something awful happened to me last Saturday.
Carlos was off giving an HIV presentation so I was left to my own devices, which is never really good. I mean, I had all the best intentions, but, well, the best intentions….as they say.
There were plans for yardwork and housework and laundry and beds and all the joys of domesticity, until I turned the television on for a little background noise and, as a good gay man might do, I switched it to Bravo.
Bravo was showing a Real Housewives of Beverly Hills marathon, and I had seen glimpses of the first episode and thought it just about a bunch of spoiled, over-indulged wives talking about shoes and Botox and Rodeo Drive and shoes.
But then I heard Lisa Vanderpump speak and I was hooked. There’s something about an English accent and snark that i am drawn to like a gay man to a disco ball. She’s like Alexis Morrell Carrington Colby Dexter Rowan without all the ex-husbands, because Lisa, contrary to Bev Hills wives tradition, has been married just once, and still is married. Huh?
She’s fabulous and British and in love with her husband after twenty-nine years?
I was down, on the couch, for a five hour marathon.
I hate to say it, but I may need an intervention. But send Lisa, I want to hear her call me out in that accent of hers.
Just as fun as Lisa, is listening to the future ex-Missus Kelsey Grammer, Camille–who filmed the shows when she was the current Missus Kelsey Grammer–prattle on about being Missus Kelsey Grammer and how rich she is and how many homes she owns and how she never has to worry about money.
I smirk and say to my TV, Oh Camille, not any more. You’re old news now.
Yeah, I’m shallow like that.

Top Chef: Just Desserts featuring Dawn Hand renewal and Godiva Chocolate.
The Good: Sylvia Weinstock was back. Seriously, between the glasses and the accent, and the little touch of naughty, she could be my new best friend. It doesn’t hurt she lives in Beverly Hills because maybe she and Lisa Vanderpump and I can do lunch, and shoes, and Botox.
The Bad: Morgan. He is just bitter and angry all the time. I don’t know if it’s the edit, but he’s just horrible. Sullen. Angry. No one his hot Brazilian wife left his sorry soon-to-be-out ass and headed home.
The Worst: Zac was Pastry Bagged. But when you saw his anniversary cake for the Weinstocks you also saw the writing on the wall. Hell, he could have written it on the cake because everything else was on that cake. The judges said he stayed true to Zac Fabulous, but it looked like a cake I would have made; you know, paint it blue and throw everything on it.
So, the Final Three! Final Three! will be Sullen Morgan, Cutie Patootie Yigit, and Cartoon Danielle.
Hmmmmm…..who do I want to see win?

The Fashion Show s back, only this year they’ve tagged it The Ultimate Collection.
Lats year it was a cheap ready-to-wear knockoff of the PR, but this year they’ve stepped it up and added Iman.
She is a bitch, and I mean that with all the greatest respect and love. The way she barks out instructions and comments she almost had me run out and get a sewing machine and make her a dress in case she showed up at my door unexpectedly.
And she might just do that.
The cast of character, er, designers, no, characters is kinda fun. David, the obligatory straight one :::yawn::: is adorable, and, well, Latino Eduardo is also lovely eye candy. Calvin? Yeah, he says he turns into a bitch after 3PM and I think all the clocks on the show say 3 PM all the time.
But forget about the designers, and even Isaac Mizrahi and his Hi Darlings. It is all about Iman and what she wears and how she wears it and what she says and how she says it.
I’d watch if the show was called The Fashion Show: Iman Speaks.
I.Love.Her. And She.Terrifies.Me.

Once again, if you haven’;t seen The Big C, well, you don’t know what you’re missing. Laura Linney is fabulous and this week we had a bit of a shock when one of the characters suddenly committed suicide.
I think I’ll miss you most of all, Marlene.

And what about Glee and the introduction of Hottie Boy Blaine, played by Hottie Boy Darren Criss? I loved that the show tackled the idea of anti-LGBTQ bullying in schools, and though some folks found the bully/Kurt locker room kiss to be a bit unreal, I found it to hit all too close to home [see Kurt’s Story Is My Story].
It’s funny, because Chris Colfer originally auditioned for the part of Artie, but after his audition Ryan Murphy created the role of Kurt for him. And he was meant to be a side character, with all the emphasis on other Glee-sters. But something about Kurt and his storyline have resonated with the viewers and every time he is featured, it is truly a remarkable episode.
I still get teary over his rendition of I Wanna Hold Your Hand.

Is anyone watching The Event?
It was meant to sort of fill the void left by Lost, though that can never happen, but it is quite interesting because the characters and storylines are interesting and it doesn’t spell everything out for the viewer all at once. It is unfolding slowly, though not so slowly that you might skip a few episodes or an entire season and still keep up.

What are you watching?


Filed under Bob, Glee, Reality TV, The Real Housewives Of Beverly Hills, Top Chef: Just Desserts, TV

>Kurt’s Story Is My Story


So, there we were, all snug in our chairs, watching Glee last night; a Tuesday ritual, except when things like elections and baseball get in the way, but I digress.

I loved how Glee tackled the bullying of Kurt and how it affected him, making him more aggressive with his friends. But then, we he followed the bully into the locker room and confronted him, i was like Yes! You go, Kurt! And I half-expected the bully would punch him but then…..that kiss. It took me back to Junior High School.

I was the target of bullies back then. If I answered a question in class, i was always sure to heard someone from the back of the room mutter Faggot. I never had one single teacher say, Who said that? even though the entire class heard it and snickered at me. Still, I wasn’t shoved in the hallways, though, because in those days the bullies were more hidden, and worked their torture out when no one else was around.

There was one guy, I don’t remember his name, who used to taunt me endlessly. I would pass him in the hallway….Faggot…..I’d see him in the cafeteria….Faggot…..waiting for the bus…..Faggot. No punches, or shoves, though, except for the verbal jabs.

One day, during PE, which was torture for the gay kid who threw like a girl and hated sports, I was in the lockerrom, and this guy came up to me. I didn’t run, probably because the thought didn’t cross my mind. But he backed me into a corner and said, Are you gay?

Well, what the hell did that mean? Gay? I mean, I knew what it meant, but I didn’t know why he would ask me that, and yet he kept asking over and over, backing me up against a locker.

And then he kissed me. And I think that scared me more than the name-calling or the supposed beating I was about to endure. HE kissed ME. HE called ME a faggot again. And then he turned and left.

And he still kept calling me faggot in class, in the hallways, by the bus, and I kept wondering, Why? And somewhere, inside, I knew it was because he was just like me, only he was more scared and afraid about it than I. And I somehow knew he always would be a scared bully.

But, it wasn’t until last night, when Kurt said the most awful thing about his bully kissing him was that it was his first kiss, that I realized that guy, that hateful, closeted, homosexual who chose to bully and torture me to hide his own gayness, was my first kiss. You always think your first kiss will be special but you don’t think it will be like that.


Filed under Bob, Gay, Glee

>Tube Talk


I just loves me some Modern Family because I see myself and Carlos in that show all the time.
One minute we’re Cameron and Mitchell…obviously…but more often than not we’re also Gloria and Jay, er, Yay.
I was howling last night when the family got together and reminisced about Gloria’s difficulty with English. A doggy-dog world? A box of baby jesus’?
Reminds of someone I know.

And the Glee Rocky Horror Show was fun. I drove Carlos crazy singing the songs, and telling him about being a RHPS devotee and going to the midnight show every week. I made him shudder, when I Time Warped around the sofa.
Plus, John Stamos? Hot.
Chord Overstreet? Dear baby cheeses, er, Jesus.
Matthew Morrison? Oh man.
Best line: Sam, hating his gold lame briefs, and worrying about showing a little “nuttage.”

I caught some of The View this week, especially when Joy Behar called Sharron Angle a bitch. Loved that.
But, does anyone else think Babs should give it up. I mean, she continually tries to speak and then rambles on, nearly incoherently about her opinion.
So much of what she says makes no sense, that soon, I think we’ll be hearing her mutter things like “Soap” in response to a question about politics.
You’ve had a good run, Babs, now take a hike.

Top Chef: Just Desserts With Dawn Hand Renewal and Albertson’s and Godiva and Breyers.
Seriously, enough commercials.
This week was Bake Shop Wars, and it was fun. But then there’s Morgan, who channels Seth and the Crazy from time-to-time, and is obsessed with team Diva so much so that i think he’s a closet diva wannabe.
In a closet filled with women’s shoes.
Come out already Morgan.

And The A-List.
i know, I keep saying I hate this show, but then there I am watching it.
And, well, maybe this is why:

The Big C on Showtime.
What a great show. About cancer. Funny and sweet and sad and charming and sexy. about cancer.
Laura Linney is just amazing. And I so want to be Marlene, the neighbor, when i grow up….like I’m ever going to grow up!

Last note:
I saw Jane Fonda on Oprah yesterday.
She’s fit, fabulous and seventy-two.
But, and this is mean, but I’ma say it anyway, when Fonda stood next to Oprah, all i could do was think of Sesame Street and say, This has been brought to you by the number ten.
Yeah, Oprah really needs to dust off the Fonda workout tapes and step away from the cookies.


Filed under Glee, Modern Family, Oprah Winfrey, The A-List, The Big C, The View, Uncategorized

>I Ain’t One To Gossip, But…..


This is rich.
It seems that Lindsay Lohan’s people, er, keepers, want her probation revoked.
Now, we all know that Lindsay is currently weaving baskets at the Betty Ford Center and blaming all her troubles on the media, but she will remain on probation for being a wacktress until August of 2011.
Now, her probation could have ended earlier, but there were those two failed drug tests in the first fifteen minutes or so after her release from rehab #6. So, she got a little extra time in the probation area.
And that’s exactly why her legal team of numbnuts is hoping that judge Fox will shorten her probation period.
Huh? What? Huh?
See, they hope that by shortening Lindsay’s probation period, it will spur the drug addict, alcohol, probation violator, from getting into any more trouble.

Yeah, um, no, See, that’s what probation does…not ending probation.
Lindsay’s lawyer: “The longer Lindsay stays on probation, the increased chances that she will get in trouble because of problems staying compliant with the terms of her probation.”

It’s like this: you’re a bank robber, you get arrested, tried, convicted, and sent to jail. Then you get probation, but you want the probation lifted because, well, being on probation might make you want to rob another bank.

Seriously, Lindsay’s team of wacknuts are saying this.
See, they think that if they take her off probation, and when–not if–she screws up again, she won’t receive as severe a punishment as she would have had she screwed up while on probation.

Morons representing morons.

Perez Hilton, the gossip blogger who’s made a name for himself with his no-holds-barred style of celebrity reporting, has vowed to change the direction of his website so that it no longer includes material that could be deemed as bullying.
It seems that while in the past weeks, that Perez has been reporting on the rise in LGBTQ bullying and suicides, many have called him out on his own style of bullying.

Perez Hilton: “Over the last two weeks I have been doing everything I can to bring awareness to the teen suicides and gay bullying. In doing so, a lot of people have called me a hypocrite and a bully myself and a big one … From now on I really want to be part of the solution and not part of the problem.”
So, Perez will stop outing people, and perhaps stop calling people “fag”on his blog; he might even stop the vile nicknames and crude drawings he posts on celebrity picture.
I remain leery. Perez Hilton is a media whore and will do anything to get attention, even saying he’ll change his ways.
But remember, Perez Hilton is the one who labeled Jennifer Aniston “Maniston”and Lindsay Lohan “Lindsanity”. Cute, seemingly harmless, but then Perez Hilton has also outed celebrities because he believes/knows/feels/hopes/dreams they are gay.
Hilton justified the practice by stating that the more public figures who come out as gay the more society will be tolerant of homosexuality; however, he has often dismissed a star’s right to privacy as something they give up in exchange for celebrity.
Let’s not forget that it was Perez Hilton who forced Neil Patrick Harris out of the closet back in November 2006 after requesting that men who had been intimate with Harris contact him to tell their stories. When NPH heard of Hilton’s less than charitable requests, he chose to come out himself.
But it should have been NPH’s choice, not Perez Hilton.
Like I say, I remain skeptical.

Police were called to Katherine Heigl’s home this week after neighbors complained of the noise being made in her hot tub.
Talk about steamy.

According to sources–and by sources, I mean the minions who serve Heigl–Katherine and her husband Josh Kelley were spending some quality time in their hot tub one night when their next-door neighbor started screaming obscenities at them from over the fence.
Apparently, Heigl and Kelley were making a lot of noise.

Well, rather than, oh, I don’t know, Keep it down! Heigl and Kelley had their security people call the police, who came to investigate. Officers spoke to the couple, who were dressed in a bikini and shorts, and Heigl and Kelley told the officers that the neighbor had noise issues with many other property owners as well. The cops determined no crime was committed and left.

Heigl and Kelley then ALLEGEDLY took the party inside.

Apparently, George Michael is taking a page from Lindsay Lohan’s book on jail, rehab, rehab, jail, rehab and is on his way to his first stint in rehab now that he’s been released from jail.
After serving time in a Suffolk prison for smoking pot and crashing his car into a building, Michael has now been released from jail, and is looking forward to his next batch off publicity with a trip to rehab, saying he needs to get his life “back on track.”

George Micahel: “I want to beat my drug addiction and lead a normal life. I don’t want to end up back in prison. It’s a very horrible place to be. You’re not considered a person when you’re inside, you’re just a number and that freaked me out. I have done wrong and paid my time for doing this stupid crime and I want to get my life back on track.”
Hmmm, how Lohan-esque.
Sad to say, however, that george Michael’s partner, Kenny Goss, has kept his distance from the troubles singer, and is said to be away, “relaxing.”
Ian Halperin.
Never heard of him? Me, neither.

Well, apparently he’s an author of some sort, who has written unauthorized biographies of people like Brad Pitt, Angelina Jolie and Michael Jackson, yet it’s his latest work that seems to be causing the most drama.
Halperin has written a book about Arnold Schwarzenegger, called ‘The Governator: From Muscle Beach to His Quest for the White House, the Improbable Rise of Arnold Schwarzenegger.’ It’s currently in stores, and available online, though Halperin is finding it hard to get the word out.

Ian Halperin: “I have learned that Arnold’s camp is desperately trying to stop the book and obviously they were unsuccessful. And they’ve tried this in the past to other biographers of Schwarzenegger, they’ve had a lot of problems. That’s what was exciting to me.”

But Halperin is not backing down, even though, with his other books, he appeared on FOX, CNN and Howard Stern, to promote them, and this go-round he’s being denied access.

Halperin’s especially dismayed by Stern’s refusal to book him, because every time he has a new gossip tome, he gets about ninety minutes of Stern airtime. But, Halperin is in good[?] company. Kitty Kelley got shut out of a lot of interviews with her book on Oprah, and Andrew Morton, who wrote the unauthorized, authorized, biography of Princess Diana, also struggles to get time to promote his books.
But, he made have a long road ahead of him, The Governor, and his minions, are ALLEGEDLY upset about the tales of Arnold’s womanizing past, and perhaps present, and the accusations of sexual harassment that have earned Schwarzenegger the nickname ‘The Groper.’
But ALLEGEDLY Schwarzenegger is also upset that Halerpin doesn’t show him as a true Republican in the book, saying Arnold’s policies and politics do not always align with the parties: “He’s clearly not a Republican, ideologically. In the book , numerous people say that he’s closer to being a Democrat. The only reason why he’s hid behind the Republican shield all these years is because he does believe in free enterprise and getting governments off the back of the people.”
Another tidbit from the book? The ‘Terminator’ star plans to run for President… if he can amend the Constitution, which bars non-U.S. born candidates from seeking the office. And he wants New York Mayor Michael Bloomberg to be a part of his Dream Team.

Halperin dares his critics to prove anything in ‘The Governator’ wrong.
If I were him I’d be more worried that Arnold would show up at my house and snap me like a twig.

Uh oh, Gleeks.

Sources–and by sources, i mean the folks who clean out Matthew Morrison’s dimples–are saying that Puck’s absence from the show this week just might become permanent.

Mark Salling has ALLEGEDLY been cut from the show.
ALLEGEDLY Salling’s ego has gotten a bit too big for the show, the cats, and producers, and they weren’t having it. Salling has ALLEGEDLY been more interested in his own recording and musical career than that of the show, she he was given the ax.
The source–and by source, I mean Sue’s tracksuit wrangler–explains:
“Mark has been really focused on his own music and it’s actually gotten in the way of his Glee stuff…His band means the world to him and he thinks that’s more important than the show at this point.”
Say it ain’t so, Mark. Yes, we have new hottie Chord Overstreet–god, how I love that boy’s name–but we need our weekly dose of Puckishness, too.
On the other side of the gossip aisle, sources–and by sources,, I mean the nubile young boys who carry Lea Michele to and from set–are saying that Mark will be back on the show by the sixth episode and his sudden disappearance does not mean he is off the show.
Fingers crossed Gleeks.
First we had Courtney Cox and David Arquette splitting up.
Yeah, I didn’t really care either.

 Then we had Christina Aguilera leaving her husband, whose name has always escaped me.

And I wasn’t too invested in them either.
But now comes word that Colin Farrell has split from his baby-mama Alicja Bachleda-Curus.
Which I see as kind of good news, and I’ll tell you why.
I’m better for Colin that Alicja.
There. Said it.
Colin, come to Smallville and I will make you forget you ever had a baby mama.
Of course, now I hear that Colin is ALLEGEDLY dating British model Agyness Deyn.
Seriously, Colin. I’m here for you. Wake up!

Of course, if Colin won’t have me, I might set my sights on one Mister Morgan Freeman.
What’s that? you say.

Well, it seems that Morgan’s divorce from wife Myrna was finalized last month, and, well, there are some interesting tidbits revealed.
After ALLEGEDLY carrying on affairs with both a former schoolteacher and his his step-granddaughter–ick–E’Dena Hines, Morgan Freeman was ordered to pay his ex-wife $400 million in cash and real estate.
In the settlement, Myrna gets a $7 million house in the British Virgin Islands, a home in Los Angeles and an apartment beside New York’s Central Park, the latter of which she is reportedly bequeathing to E’Dena.
Huh? What? Huh? The step-granddaughter is in on this?
Anyway, this is how I see it:
Marry Morgan, let him cheat, divorce him, get millions, and then set my sights on my real husband,Colin Farrell.
I think it might work.
Now, where did I put Morgan Freeman’s phone number?


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I’m a Glee-k through and through. i like the characters, the stories, the music, the talent, the gay sensibilities, Matthew Morrison’s dimples.
But this weeks Britney episode was a mess. There was no story, save for a little nitrous-induced dream sequences of Britney tunes. And the idea that Mr. Shue didn’t want the glee club doing Britney songs seemed to make no sense. Plus, and this is just me, the Britney songs really aren’t that good.
And now I hear that Gwyneth Paltrow will be doing a few episodes.
Hey Glee writers? Get back to the show i loved. With good songs, good dances, good stories, good characters, and Matthew Morrison’s dimples.

More enjoyable than Glee this week, and on at the same time so I’ll thank the goddess for the DVR, was Inside The Actor’s Studio with Betty White.
What a wonderful life she’s had; what a fantastic career. She was the first woman on TV; she was the first woman on TV to executive produce her own show, back in the 1940s. And what wonderful stories she told of The Mary Tyler Moore Show and The Golden Girls.
I got a little misty when she was asked what, if she believed in God, what would she want to hear when she got to Heaven, and she said, “Hello Betty. Allen’s waiting.”

Top Chef: Just Desserts is Top Chef: Just Crazy. The Seth Show continues because he doesn’t even do the challenges. this week he was supposed to make a wedding cake and he made an engagement cupcake because he doesn’t “do” wedding cakes. then he was supposed to make something to sell at a school bake sale, and he made a Financier Cake. Yeah, all those years my Mom baked cookies and cupcakes when she should have been doing a  Financier Cake.
And don’t get me started on Morgan, or as I like to call him, Insufferable Dick. And then there’s Heather H who called out one of the other pastry chef’s wedding cakes as too “home-y.” It was more than slightly reminiscent of Gretchen on PR calling someones outfit a design school project.
Still, line of the night goers to Zac for saying to Gail, when he learned of the ninety minute wedding cake challenge, “Have you been snorting butter cream?”
Loved it.


Filed under Betty White, Bob, Glee, Reality TV, Top Chef: Just Desserts, TV