Hugh Jackman is absolutely perfect in every way: how could anyone resist his cute, happy family riding on "scooters" together with their dog ? Or giving a helping hand to a lady in potential distress?
Yep. He's The Current Prince Charming – did you hear that, Kanye?
Miley Cyrus has been making sense, exhibiting maturity, in her answers to questions regarding her breakup from former fiancé Whatshisname Hemsworth. Maybe twerking has accelerated the flow of oxygen to her grey cells.
Are Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie privately separated and simply co-parenting? Odd, curious minds want to know.
Catherine Zeta-Jones and her estranged, strange husband, Michael Douglas, reportedly will spend Thanksgiving together for the sake of their children. If their Thanksgivings are anything like mine have been for the last 3 years, the children will fare better having dinner at a Soup Kitchen. Oh, to be a fly on the wall…
Now that Sandra Bullock has freaked the bee-hay-suse out of us, touched our hearts, and shown what courage looks like via Gravity, Cate Blanchett (Blue Jasmine) may not end up with that Nude Gold Man next year after all. Sandra deserves another Oscar anyway, considering how Douchey Husband Jesse Tattoo's Everywhere With A Weird Chin Beard poured a huge cold bucket of iced Swastika's all over her post-Oscar Win last time.
No one's mentioning this but me, it seems, but Where The Eff is Al Franken these days? Why isn't he stepping-up for the Dem's during The Shutdown, and adding his once-brilliant wit to provide another voice to the issue/crisis/blackmail/hostage-taking? He became a Senator for/from Minnesota in 2009 based on his intellect, Fair-Liberal leanings, his Outspoken Voice and Former Celebrity Influence. Once within the foggy chambers of Congress, he has squeaked-out a few words when he has to, but otherwise he appears to have become Just Another Politician by remaining non-controversial to hold on to his seat in the next election.
Hiss on you, Mr. Franklin. Let the Gossip Begin on your wussiness. Time to sit down in front of a mirror again and remind yourself how wonderful you truly are, eh?
Moving on to Actual Gossip….
And then we have The Latest Possible BS (or Truth) concerning a rift (again) between Jennifer Aniston (aka Analstone) and her swain, Justin Theroux. The cause? He's a Real New Yorker and she's a Real California Girl…and she hates NYC and he feels trapped in Bel-Air, spending too much time whitening his teeth and taking care of his fine looking abs, it seems. AND, he has a NYC-based project that will take him away from the Jennifer Trap for almost 6 months, and she isn't willing to set-up a cozy little penthouse suite there to share the time with him out of her Comfort Zone. Thus, Trouble with a Big 'T'.
Is the above a surprise to anyone should it be true? Having felt NYC sneak into my blood based on a few relatively brief stays over the years, as well as living in L.A., it was clear to me from the beginning of their relationship that if Mizzy Suntan Queen of Cabo San Lucas couldn't compromise to spend part of their time together on his turf – where he is comfortable and carries a prestigious family name in literary circles – their union would be doomed. "True" love aside, geography can mean a great deal to people.
On that factual note, I'm off to be Even Fluffier than usual today with mindless activities. Have a Wonderful Whatever!
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