More class than you can shake a stick at?

Indeed!

Happy Hump Day

I'm all tapped out of originality, people. Too bad, so sad. I'm going to blame this neverending cold on my lack of creativity. And for that I'm going to blame the people at my windo leaning into my office breathing on me and touching things and the like. It really is as simple as reading the "do not lean into the window" sign but I guess I can't expect literacy from everyone trying to own and operate a retail food business, now can I? I say all of this to say... I hate my job. On with the show:

Britney's cooch demands it's 15 minutes of fame!

Fresh posts in the casting section. Most are L.A. gigs. Some scattered about.

Happy Freakin Friday!

Thank GOD!! What a week. Always busy these days. Always. But I did skim through some of my faves and these gems caught my eye:

Get done by Mike Tyson!

Paris has something she wants you all to see.

Tuesday's Bits & Pieces

Sad but predictable end to a match made in white trash heaven.

Happy Friday & Happy Birthday 2 Me!!

Been a while since I've scoured my favorite gossip blogs for dirt and even now I'm only half-assing it. But it is my birthday and these are my gifts to you: some pictures worth sharing courtesy of YBF:
A little vintage Flav and Halle is a bad bitch if I do say so myself.
Enjoy, cats & kittens. And have a fabulous weekend! I know will.

Happy Hump Day!

Madge adopts... Vaughniffer ends... Lisa Bonet, Jr.

Happy Friday!

Screech's Sex Tape

RIP Victoria Ann Simmons

No, spitting is not punk rock, Avril. It's just gross.