
Bristol Palin, daughter of Sarah Palin, former Republican nominee for Vice President of the United States in 2008, and public face of wealthy teen motherhood, wants you to know something:
It's okay for girls with money and famous mothers to have baby's outside of wedlock, but if you're poor and unknown, you had better think twice, or "pause before you play", as she terms it in a recent PSA.
I guess Jesse James took The Donald's relationship advice to heart. He reportedly left sex rehab (it sounds sexy, but isn't!) over the weekend after a one-week stay. A moving van was spotted outside Sandra Bullock's home on the same day. Other stuff in the world happened, but screw it. Let's continue to devote valuable brainspace to this jackass...
Dr. Drew Pinsky has concluded that the Tiger Woods situation is completely different than the Jesse James situation. Of course it is. Tiger Woods cheated on his wife with a bajillion hookers women. Jesse James cheated on his wife with a bajillion hookers painted ladies. Completely different. But that's not Dr. Drew's point; that's just mine.
Fashion Targets Breast Cancer is an organization dedicated to raising awareness and funds in support of breast cancer research, education, and patient care whose beginning in 1994 was sparked by Ralph Lauren's loss of his friend Nina Hyde to the disease. FTBC is touted as "...the worldwide fashion community's singular and most successful response to breast cancer."
Yay for them. I still hate how they promote it.
Okay, so usually I think it's gross when everybody gangs up on the "other woman" when a guy cheats on someone we generally like, but in this case: Jesse Goddamn James, what in the hell were you thinking? This woman is truly terrible. Objectively awful. Let's have a look at a few things we've learned so far since she delightfully appeared on our collective consciousness:
We all know a highly fertile couple or two. You know, the folks who spout such lovely gems as, "I get pregnant if my husband looks at me." Funny, perhaps obnoxious, but obviously a gross exaggeration. National Geographic has set out to break down just how big of a chance it is to successfully conceive with their new special, Sizing Up Sperm.
I am going to admit something that I find personally quite embarrassing: until recently, I had not been able to make it through an entire book in well over a year. There. I said it.
So, when I was sent a copy of Best Sex Writing 2010 for review, it was a tall order, given my recent inability to finish a book, but I thought that whether or not I was able to read the whole thing would stand as a barometer for its ability to engage me.
Guess what: sexual content is engaging, and I READ THE WHOLE THING.
John Mayer just did a pretty personal interview (as far as Hollywood interviews go) for Rolling Stone where he talked about masturbating and Jennifer Aniston, not in the same sentence but fairly close together. I thought, "Well, hope he got all that out in the open and goes back to just tweeting his stupid thoughts." Apparently not. He has since done an interview with Playboy where he he goes on and on and on about things he perhaps should not be going on and on and on about.
I know you guys are sick to death of him, but just one more quick thing about Tiger Woods. Last Monday Tiger checked into the Pine Grove Behavioral Health and Addiction Services clinic in Mississippi for sex addiction.
I swear to Lemmy I didn't even know sex addiction existed until I read "Choke" in 2004.