Kyle, I wish you the best

This just in...Party Down is over. For good. I honestly feel like crying, but that might be a little bit of the hangover too. In honor of the show, I will now list a few of my favorite quotes. Well, my favorites that I can either remember and/or find on the internet. Sadly there aren't that many and I have a bad memory.

Lydia: Have you seen Three Men and a Little Lady? That's Ted Danson.
Casey: No, that's Steve Guttenberg.
Lydia: Jewishy much? No wonder he changed his name to Danson.

Roman: I thought they were cool with sex, but they're fuckin' stuck-up bitches.
Kyle: No, they're cool with sex. Why do you think they got into porn?
Roman: I don't know, because their uncles raped them?

Kyle: You know, acting is like crime. But instead of using guns or clubs, I assault you with emotions.

And that's it, that's all I've got. Now enjoy this video.



RIP Party Down.

R.

Ooohh baby baby it's a wild world

The subject has nothing to do with what I'm about to write, I just had Cat Stevens in my head. I wouldn't want anyone to assume what follows is my idea of a "wild world."

But first, this picture makes me laugh.



Oh dear, I feel like shit today. Yesterday I updated my facebook status (nerd alert) to say "Tuesday is the new Friday" then proceeded to treat it as such. Today, I pay the price. The funny thing is I was about to type that I can't handle it like I could when I was younger but I think I've actually gotten better over the years. I'm improving with age, like a fine wine. Not that I would know anything about that, I buy what's cheap and/or on sale. Barefoot wine 2 for $10 at CVS. Just sayin'.

I really want to go see Chips the Musical at the Falcon Theatre. I have a feeling I will never actually go, but talking about it makes me feel like there could be a slight possibility. But in my life, it's the thought that counts. Actually following through is just a bonus. Like the time I wanted to go to a hootenanny. I just wanted to go so I can say I went, because I don't actually know what a hootenanny involves, but I'm picturing people playing music out of jugs and some good ol' fashioned knee slapping. I actually just googled the words "hootenanny los angeles" and apparently there are many types, including but not limited to, a tomato hootenanny, a pancake hootenanny, and even a facebook page called LA Hootenanny. I think I might have to thumbs up that page.

R.

The Life & Style Edition

So basically I used to love buying trashy magazines like Us Weekly or In Touch. It was easy reading, perfect for a day at the beach or a plane ride. But for the past few years I haven't been able to bring myself to buy one because of the cover stories. Sure, there would still be some entertaining crap inside as there has always been, but basically reality stars have taken over the magazines and I can't condone that. If Kate Gosselin is on the cover, I will not buy it. Period. But even on the inside it's just more stories of other reality stars. The reason I'm saying any of this is that while flying to Dallas this weekend I caved and bought Life & Style. On the cover: Kristen Cavalari (sp? don't care) and Beyonce (not sure how to do the accent over the e but I think you know who I'm talking about) and the headline "last-minute bikini body." Was I really going to read this for weight loss tips? No, because I don't have money for a personal trainer so it's all moot. But it was the only one that didn't have Jake and Vienna on the cover. I shudder to think that I know their names.

I will now share with you some of the highlights from the magazine. Hopefully I can include photos if google search is kind to me.

1. A picture of Jennifer Garner and what they say is her 4 yr old Violet feeding a horse. She is obviously not holding a 4 year old, it's the other one, whatever her name is. Way to fuck up right off the bat, L & S.

2. Is it just me or does Kourtney Kardashian's baby daddy look like Patrick Bateman? That's not a compliment, I'm not saying he looks like Christian Bale. I'm saying he looks like he would kill a bitch.

3. There is a series of photos of soccer stars showing off their abs. Maybe I should be paying attention to the world cup, this looks like it happens a lot. (this is the one thing the magazine does right)

4. Jake and Vienna SPLIT! I fucking read the whole article. I feel so dirty.

5. Jeremy London got fat, but I think that's what happens to drug addicts. Although I think meth makes you skinny, so he should maybe switch to that now.

6. Oh yes, my favorite part. "Britney Ruins her Boyfriend." On the left a picture of a clean cut boyfriend with the caption "Then- August 2005 Squeky-Clean"...and on the right a picture of him looking like a disheveled Wayne Coyne after he "kidnapped" Jeremy London and forced him to do crack with him with the caption "Now- June 2010 Full-On Hobo." (I wish I could find the actual picture because it is so much better) I've decided Full-On Hobo is officially the name of my non-existent band.

I'm sure I could go on, but I don't want to.

R.

Are we having fun yet?

Here are a couple things I'm liking today. (with highlights quoted directly from the articles/videos themselves because I'm not clever enough to come up with my own.)

Wax On, F*ck Off.
"I am so bummed :("

Bristol Palin, Actress?
"Even the wooden door behind Bristol is exuding more raw and natural human emotion than her."

Jeremy London's Alleged Kidnapper: We Partied Our Asses Off
"Wait. I thought black people weren’t allowed to talk to the police. You lied to me, The Wire!"

Don't Tread on Me
"straight outta East Texas"
I actually just like this because of the East Texas reference (aka where yours truly originated) and because of the FNL shout out ("This aint Friday Night Lights/but i got the infrared.”) I had to google this Clint Dempsey to even realize he is a soccer player. Obviously I'm not following this whole World Cup hullabaloo that has people waking up at the ass crack of dawn. Yes, I just said hullabaloo.


And here is something I am not liking.

Adam Scott leaving Party Down
Why God Why???? The season finale airs tomorrow (meaning I will be watching on Netflix) and I am now both excited and saddened at the same time. I don't want to imagine a Party Down without Henry. Sure I'll still watch, but it just won't be the same.

R.

Randomness

Fucking. Stupid.

So this is some hard core peer pressure. Jason was always my favorite London anyway, mainly because of Dazed and Confused. I also met him when I was a freshman in college during SXSW...he was there promoting some shitty movie called $pent. I remember it was about a guy with a gambling problem and that's about it. I was with some forgotten friend at the Dog and Duck Pub (we were under 21 and couldn't drink so we just hung around awkwardly) and I think we said something to him like "the movie was really good" or "you were really good in the movie." Whatever was said, it was something along the lines of a lie.

Why would anyone ever eat this unless they were purposely aiming for obesity? I don't even think at my drunkest moment I would eat this, and I've eaten some pretty bad shit when I've been drunk. Seriously, 97 grams of fat. That is in-fucking-sane.

I used to read gossip websites and magazines all the time and I just don't care for it anymore. So I'm always behind on my celebrity updates. But I guess I don't really care about anyone in particular right now. Except for Adam Scott. He's kind of who I'm into right now. Well of people I watch on tv/netflix. I don't know why I even started this paragraph, I really had no point.

R.

Stephen Dorff is filled with rage

I agree with Rosemery, I too am one excited lady.



This looks like it could be Stephen's best work since the role of "Boyfriend" in Britney Spears video for My Prerogative. You kind of need to click on this for the title to make any sense.

R.