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Gypsies, Tramps and Votes
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Speedo Sunday
Um. Could someone please remind me why the gays are always bitching about Steve Grand? I hear he's "always wanted to be a stripper."
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Gypsies, Tramps and Votes
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You Can't Hide Your Ryan Eyes
At the risk of "over-exaggerating*," I could get lost in Ryan Lochte's pool-blue eyes -- but boy is this guy a dunce. You can't say you're taking "full responsibility" for lying about something while also insisting you weren't necessarily not telling the truth. #tantics
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Hillary Clinton Finally Has a Real Scandal
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Sarah Jessica Parker Wishes Frenemy Kim Cattrall a Happy 60th Birthday
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Page 1 Roundup (08/22)
Basilica of St. Pat’s offers final resting place in crypt for $7 million / Read HERE.
Darryl Strawberry leading fight to help reeling Doc Gooden save his life / Read HERE.
Gord Downie, Frontman for the Tragically Hip, in His Final Act / Read HERE.
To Be a Star College Athlete These Days, Options Including Chopping Wood, Fishing and Broomball / Read HERE.
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Morning Wood
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Song of the Day: 'Luminary' by Liquid Diet
Can't wait for the release of the new album by Liquid Diet, featuring my longtime tennis pal Billy Hanson and bandmates Georgia Kate Haege and Jonny Sorge, whose partner it turns out I used to play tennis with in Washington. (How bizarre is that?) The debut single, "Luminary," has been stuck in my head since the first time I watched this exquisite video, which the group notes references "The Dominatrix Sleeps Tonight" by Dominatrix (that wig!), Duran Duran's "The Chauffeur" (that's Billy at the wheel) and the opening sequence of David Bowie's "The Hunger."
Pre-order "Double Life" now HERE.
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Sign Language
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Former Gawker Employee Reflects on Now-Defunct Site
Have been touched by the very kind (but mostly private) feedback I've gotten about my "How My Summer at a New York Tabloid Changed Me, or Why I Won't Miss Gawker Much" piece I wrote last week ... and thought former Gawker employee Josh David Stein's recent piece in The Guardian dovetailed on it nicely. Read highlights HERE.
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Borderline Amazing: 'Emmy and the Breakfast Club'
Madonna with the Breakfast Club, circa 1979
Everything you need to know about the Madonna documentary you wish to God had come out 20 (30?) years ago. Read HERE.
Not Madonna with the Breakfast Club, circa now
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Catty Behavior
OK, asshole. Don't take it out on the cat just because you can't stop yourself from eating FOUR brownies in one sitting. Read HERE.
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Josh Duhamel Sports Tighty Whities in 'Spaceman'
Mr. Fergie tells People magazine about a youthful jockstrap incident, but this screen grab from his upcoming baseball film set in the early '80s is far more entertaining.
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Page 1 Roundup (08/23)
A world-famous athlete hooked up? Stop the presses! Read HERE.
Keith Hernandez, Bobby Ojeda other former Mets teammates of Darryl Strawberry split over how to help Doc Gooden / Read HERE.
Instead of continuing to blame Hillary Clinton for using a private email server, why don't we acknowledge tracking down old emails is tricky or start blaming the IT people who haven't already tracked down what's missing here? If you told me I sent 100,000 emails in 2014 I would say, OK. Then if you came back to me and said, No, you sent 250,000! I would also say, OK. Also, If there were really something shady going on, it probably wouldn't matter what your sample size was. Read HERE.
Post-Brexit, Little Britain Has a Small Chance of Staying in Mini-Europe / Read HERE.
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Morning Wood
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Song of the Day: 'Josey and the Pussycats' by Juliana Hatfield and Tanya Donelly
Tanya is married to Juliana Hatfield Three bassist Dean Fisher.
Missed this one back in the day, although I somehow saw Juliana Hatfield in Baltimore during a blizzard in '94 (our car went into a spin en route to Hammerjacks thanks to black ice!), yet didn't see Tanya Donelly until Joe's Pub 2004. My brothers were always bigger fans of the Blake Babies and Juliana, although Bill notes that these days her Twitter account she "comes across as a tired spinster complaining about her rent"(!).
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Meet 6-Foot-4, 216-Pound Italian Volleyball Player Filippo Lanza
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Scott Eastwood on Clint: 'Dad Punched Me, It Was Old-School.'
This must have been the year Clint Eastwood won Father of the Year:
This much is clear: the Code of Eastwood serves you well. Earning ‘it’ serves you well – even when it doesn’t seem like it. Eastwood recalls a house party he hit up with his sister. He was 16. “I had taken my younger sister, who was, like, 14, to this party. I left, maybe to go get beer with the guys. And I left her and I didn’t think about it at the time. Later, Dad found out that I’d left her there.” Clint Eastwood, all six-foot-one of him, slammed his teenage son against a wall. He wrapped his sinewy hands around Scott’s throat. And then he punched him, square in the face. “He popped me and said, ‘You don’t ever leave your sister at a party. EVER.’ And it was very old-school, very old-school of him. He wasn’t afraid. None of this new-age bullshit where you can’t even smack the kid because everyone’s afraid of being judged or whatever. That wasn’t the way that shit went down in that family... If you did something wrong, you were going to get punished. I learnt quickly – you don’t do that.” Considering how children of Hollywood royalty tend to turn out, it’s a minor miracle that Scott Eastwood isn’t a shitty person. Objectively, he’s actually pretty great.
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Mug Shot Tuesday
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