Sure, Chelsia had her meltdown. Who could blame her?

Natalie winning HOH? I am not looking forward to this week. I guess, barring some miracle we’ll be saying toodl-oo to James next week. Natalie would be wise to back door him. Regardless, he should play POV to win. And I’ll be rooting for him.

Am I the only one who still likes him?

Urffff.

Natalie is a hypocrite. Deal.

Okay. Time to air our dirty laundry. Fess Up. There is a little dead part in our heart that is reserved for The Hills. I don’t really know why I watch it. Heck, I don’t even know if I like it. But, regardless, there is something sort of undeniable about that show.

Lauren’s really pretty. I always want her to have a little more going on upstairs than she does. But I always give her the benefit of the doubt. Again and again and again. She has a very almost blank, very distracted look alot; like, in her head she’s trying to remember her grocery list as she’s having a conversation with someone. She also seems to ignore any kind of social pressure to make needless conversation. Good for her.

But, the star of this mini-premiere was….without a doubt…Heidi’s new lips.

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What is this girl doing to herself. Or what is she allowing other people to do to her. She’s another one, you start to see a glimmer of hope as she’s making rational arguments to Spencer (that he is selfish and self-serving, smug, a sanctimonious prick, etc) but we know in the end she goes back to him. This was all taped around January-ish, and those two knuckleheads are still out promoting her single and wishing Perez a Happy Birthday. Can’t anyone tell her that he is a manipulative control freak and if he can’t have her he will set about destroying her (or is that what he’s already doing? telling her to get collagen dumped into her lips by the truckload, turning a nice, reasonably interesting nose into a thinnly trimmed up boring dime-a-dozen nose.

Someone save her. She used to be painted as a villain, but I am quickly slipping into pitying her. That is until she and Spencer suck face on the red carpet and she fake dances on the beach flailing her man mitts about while lip syncing to her new track. Nevermind, I’m quickly back to being grossed out by her.

Key to a successful episode: More Lo!

MEN FOR WOMEN: 

  • lonely man dinner- I thought it was called “hungry man dinner.” Whatever. Try not to advertise your loneliness. We’re all picturing two people at dinner, one being a very sad, mopey, “lonely” man.
  • Accompany me tonite to a ’special’ type of club – In this a man confesses to having never been to a swingers club before. Maybe you would like to try it with him, help him get over his fear of intimacy (or outtimacy??)
  • REAL 4 REAL GAL IF FED OF FROM ALL OVER – NO GAMMICK (CAN MOVE SURELY)- Dear Sir: We sincerely hope that English is not your native language
  • I Need a Mouse (21) – I cannot help you. I can only assume that you want a meek little woman?
  • Do Muppets kiss? Do they excite over the touchy feely felt?- This is quite an odd angle. Are there muppet fetishists out there? Is that supposed to be some weird double entendre in the second question posed?
  • Policeman for Asian Lady- This one I believe is just offering his services for protection; he will police any asian lady that needs it. He is chivalrous.
  • any Homeless female- Ahh, this one may be deceiving. He seems to admit that he is about to be homeless. Not sure if he cares if you are homeless. If you are homeless and still want to spend your idle downtime cruising CL, Good Luck to you!
  • Looking to Chill and Possibly Kick It- Ooooh. I like to chill but I feel kicking it, is moving too fast for me. So close.
  • Must love zombies – Short and simple is a plus. But are you trying to say you are a zombie or that you keep one for a pet or something?

* Sometimes, personal ads are all chaff.

Sure. She’s known for her style. But that’s a recent development. And that has more to do with marrying money, which allows her any amount of luxurious clothing and any amount of access to the best stylists.

And she seemed to step up her game (or at least mimic the style – for better or for worse) once she befriended one Ms. Posh Spice, Victoria Beckham. She even sported Posh’s angled bob, once Posh declared it no longer May-juh!

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But what the heck? What qualifies her to design? It’s all for show. Does she need a new hobby now that the world has clearly said it didn’t need to see her in anymore movies? Does her kooky hubby encourage her to branch out? That she can do anything she wants? This scientology mumbo-jumbo does give one an amazing sense of self-worth! (At least while they’re on top, we all know that when they fall, scientology is the first to turn their backs and drive them to suicide – Great “religion,” guys!)

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Have you been sucked in to the great crapfest that is Big Brother? I hope that you agree with me that this is one of the worst casts. If you have the feeds (I don’t but I know some of you do!) or you watch Showtime’s Big Brother After Dark (BBAD – which I do occasionally) do you not want to ring Natalie’s neck?

Her obsession with Matty was borderline co-dependent, no he wanted nothing to do with her so, make that just dependent. Part of me feels sorry for a girl with such little self-esteem and such a tentative grasp on reality. Her constant, “4 times 2 is eight and eight divided by two is four, and four times four is sixteen, which divided by two is eight; so this is my lucky week and I am destined to be HOH.” There is no logic there. And no amount of repetition makes it so.

Both Natalie and Sheila would make great Republican pundits. Just repeating their talking points over and over again ad infinitum without anyone elses’ questions making a dent in their focused armor. I’m not sure that they like to talk just to hear themselves speak (although it seems a safe bet) but I do find it interesting that they can repeat the same things over and over again but just believe that they are each so much smarter than everyone else that no one else can “get it.” 

Spoilers for tonight…

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Pssst. Come close, I’ve got to let you in on a little secret. Do you want to know who America is really dying to see on the big screen? Do you want to know three totally relevant, totally today actresses? The answer’s easy: Gina Gershon, Phoebe from Friends, and Hilary Swank. There all so totally delightful, young, sexy, hip and fun! Put them in more movies. Better yet, find a way to showcase all three! That would be out of control. Seriously.

Would it be impolite to ask if Julianna Margulies, Elisabeth Shue and Mira Sorvino were all busy?

Or Jennifer Biel, Jodie Foster and Mary Stuart Masterson?

Or get the gang from “Hot Properties” back together; Gail O’Grady, Sofia Vergara and Nicole Sullivan. They were a magical trio, they just didn’t have the right vehicle. But I can tell by the trailers, that your picture has it all – there’s singing, there’s dancing, there’s silly dancing in underwear, there’s karaoke, there’s falling down (both in boats and implausible while simply standing up). If there’s a cliche you liked in a different romantic comedy, you’ll like it again in this one.

Only thing that’s hard to swallow…the premise. A man took the time to write a letter everyday for a year. And he’s planned different events, outings, and trips? No man would ever, ever do this. Only a woman (a certifiably nutty woman) would do this. Do men scrapbook? Do sane women? I rest me case.

This is such a stereotype of a female fantasy that it’s ludicrous. What woman really wants this control freak? Dude, you’re planning my vacation from the dead? I wouldn’t stand for that if you were alive. Asshole.

 One more recipe for the holidays. Brownies, you either love them or hate them, but these do have an added benefit of a caramel-y topping so you’ll LOVE them. They’re moist and chocolate-y but not crumbly. Sprinkling the pecans over brownie batter, rather than folding them in, means they toast up in the oven

For the brownies:

3 oz. unsweetened chocolate, chopped or chippies
8 Tbls unsalted butter (1 stick), cut into chunks
1 cup sugar 
1/2 tsp baking powder 
1/4 tsp table salt 
2 large eggs 
1 tsp vanilla extract 
2/3 cup all-purpose flour 

For the Topping
1/2 cup coarsely chopped pecans 
1/3 cup packed dark brown sugar 
4 Tbls unsalted butter 
2 Tbls corn syrup 

1. Heat oven to 350 degrees. Line 8-inch baking dish with foil, coat foil with cooking spray.2. Melt chocolate and butter in small bowl in microwave, stirring occasionally to combine. Cool mixture for several minutes. 3. Whisk sugar, baking powder, salt, eggs, and vanilla together in medium bowl until combined (15 seconds). Whisk in chocolate mixture until smooth. Stir in flour until combined. Scrape batter evenly into pan and sprinkle with chopped pecans.4. Bake until inserted toothpick comes out clean, 22 to 27 minutes. Cool brownies to room temperature, about 2 hours. For the Topping5. Bring brown sugar, butter, and corn syrup to simmer in small saucepan over medium heat. Cook until sugar dissolves and mixture is smooth, 1 to 2 minutes. Remove pan from heat and cool until barely warm, about 10 minutes. Pour caramel mixture over brownies and spread evenly with spatula. Refrigerate until topping firms up, about 40 minutes. 6. Using foil, lift brownies from pan to cutting board and cut into squares. 

The words, “Jon Voight crafts with Martha,” sort of scare me.

And intrigue me a little too. I’ll always be honest with you.

I have to admit, I haven’t really watched one of those shows (The Insider, Access Hollywood, Inside Edition, EXTRA!, ET, E! the Daily Ten, TMZ) in years. Even after listing them all you have to wonder why they haven’t yet cannibalized each other so that only one is left standing.

Don’t get me wrong, I get your curiosity over every single celebrity’s coming and going, inspecting the daily minutiae of others might give your life meaning, the schadenfraude of it all is understandable. What I don’t understand is how anyone can stomach sitting through 21 minutes of teasers of  “Is Angelina anorexic?” baiting you before and after each commercial break, sandwiching some really boring fluff of some B-list celebrity’s PR charity event. Nine times out of ten the answer is “No, but here are a few shots of here on location for her next film due out in September of 2009. Enjoy.”

Or better yet, “What made Tom Cruise say, “I love to eat babies!” They’ve teased eight ways to Sunday, only for you to realize, they’ve shortened his very benign statement, “I love to eat babies food when helping my wife feed our very normal, very healthy, very real daughter.”

Stop by Perez if you need some gossip. At least he doesn’t try to mislead you, or hype up some imagined story or blue-ball you into finding out who was drunk last night at Les Deux (’Find out tomorrow, when I feel like posting it’). You want it, you got it – on the web.

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