that's it. just that. i'm real tired and that is for sure. i titled this latest entry about gaga because i thought people might want to read about gaga. i'm using gaga a whole bunch. it has come to that. just using gaga to describe a belief, a following a weirdness. oh, and kim kardashian has a jam? wow!
a.j. hammer has just released the "lost charlie sheen" interview.
is brittany quitting show business for good? not if she owes k-fed back alimony.
is there a beatles song on a buick commercial?
can you really discover newness on a dive on a disney resort?
is flo really doing a new progressive commercial?
mr. andy cohen has a new housewife, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
has this old vine zinfandel gotten better even though the box that it lives in has no room to breath?
is my debit card accruing points? should i refinance?
wendy williams is really a weird clone of tyra, right?
man, tombstone pizza is as good as papa john's, but only when served cold.
paula abdul was straight car jacked. or was she?
charlie sheen is crazy. that is for sure. he has tiger blood and bi wins. he should have stuck his own thumb up his ass as ordered by a girl that no longer looks like the girl that told him to do so. but, what do i know, she danced with the stars.
i will be the v.p. of pop culture because i play racquetball and wear a bow tie.
boom goes b
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