Saturday, April 17, 2010

Julian Ayrs...In Concert!






Thursday, I was trotting through Bart, when I spied a handful of musicians dotting the subterranenan undergound uttering up captivating riffs and a myriad of magical sounds that were pleasant to the ear.

I was envious!

In fact, I was inclined to dash back to my car and snatch up my organ!

Gosh, it also struck me that it was time to pursue my last creative goal in life, before I vanish into the ether!

For the past year, I have been composing a few classical pieces on the piano, in addition to a half-a-dozen-or-so exciting contemporary pieces (new age) that make the shivers rush up and down my spine whenever I toy with them on the organ (and synthesizer).

On many an occasion, on my recent jaunt to San Francisco, I have parked somewhere on a quiet street and proceeded to plunk myself down in the midst of nature for a musical interlude.

After an hour or two of composing (and playing) I really felt buzzed.

The sensation rushing through my veins?

Exhileration!

The music floats round inside of my head - kinda-like in the film - "Amadeus".

Occasionally, it appears that the Divine is moving my hands along the keyboard, whispering in head, and inspiring me!

Suddenly, when I woke up this morning, it hit me!

A concert is in the offing!

Both my father (violinsit) and my aunt (pianist) were professional musicians.

So, it is possible, the music gene may be flowing through my veins (and is my birthright).

Needless to say, it is the last dream I intend to accomplish in life!

To perform LIVE! in concert on piano (and electric organ) with an occasional vocal tossed in for good measure.

When?

Come fall or high water!

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San Francisco...Police shake down innocent tourists! Residents think they own streets...



 San Francisco Police Force rife with pigs!



Gosh, what a bunch of losers in San Francisco - starting with the local residents right on down to the Police Force.

Pigs!

"If you're going to San Francisco" be forewarned!

For starters, local residents think they own the side streets (Douglass/Eureka/Castro District) beyond their apartments, homes, whatever.

What's the old saying?

"We be here, first!"

Greedy San Franciscans like the tourist dollars, but don't park in front of their dwellings, or stroll down "their" streets.

Or, they will sick the cops on 'ya!

Yes, the Police Force is run by idiots who couldn't investigate their way out of a paper bag.

Even a wet one!

The two I met this morning are a disgrace to Law Enforcement.

I expect they've got small dicks, too (undoubtedly the source of their ego problems).

This morning, I strode up the street to my parked vehicle to pluck up my laptop, when I spied three suspicious-looking young adults standing "around" a corner not too far off from where I was parked.

So, when I grabbed my computer - and activated my security alarm - I double-checked the doors to make sure everything was locked for fear these unsavory-looking individuals might have an eye on my SUV.

At this point, although a little nervous about leaving my car behind, I proceeded to head off to the cafe.

A short time later, two Police Vehicles cruised by, and continued on.

Then, one of the original police officers who first drove by returned - pulled over - and asked me to put my hands away from the sides of my body as he crawled out of the squad car.

"What is this all about," I asked politely.

"I'll tell you in a moment," he responded in a gruff nasty voice.

At this point, I thought I should point out that I witnessed three characters up the street who appeared to be up to no good, and did so.

"No," he responded.

"We're responding to a report about you."

I was shocked.

Then, in an accusing voice, he proceeded to allege that I was seen trying the car doors on vehicles in the street!

What a joke!

I noted that I was checking the doors of my OWN vehicle to ensure they were locked because I was leery of the three young adults I spied in the street who appeared to be acting a bid strange.

He did a double-take for obvious reasons.

Duh!

He assumed, without checking the facts, that I was simply a pedestrian without a vehicle.

Then, subsequently - because of his obvious lack of intelligence - he proceeded to conclude that the doors I was checking were on a vehicle I was trying to enter illegally or to burglarize!

What an idiot!

Obviously clued in to his grievous error at this juncture - and worred about the legal ramifications (I studied law and the man is in deep shit for Violating my rights and making false accusations without checking the facts first) - he proceeded to interrogate me about why I was walking (and not driving) and where I was going.

For starters, whether I choose to take a stroll - or drive -  is my perogative.

Even President Obama savors a long walk now and then.

Are they going to shake him down, too?

I pointed out that I was going to a cafe for a cup of tea and to check my e-mail.

I noted that it was simpler to just walk the few blocks and get some exercise. 

After all, finding parking on Church at that hour, was usually slim to none.

Now, instead of admitting his error, he quizzed me about the location of the cafe.

When I gave him the basic location, he jumped on my response.

"Is it at 16th or 18th Street?"

I pointed out that I resided in Los Angeles and that I was not familiar with the exact address, but when I physically walked into the area (or drove), I could locate it by sight.

Golly, this guy had sh** for brains, didn't he???

One of those cocky snippy types, if you get my drift!

He was rude, insulting, and accusing.

The second cop that drove up a few minutes later wasn't as bad.

He appeared to have a little common sense and some ability in the logic department.

I noted that my security alarm turns the lights off and on when I exit and enter the vehicle, and that should have signalled to the resident spying out their window, that I had a key.

Without doubt, I was entering and exiting a locked car that I owned!

That resident obviously had no powers of deduction, reasoning ability, or even an ounce of intelligence.

The individual called the police for one of two reasons.

They were either just plain stupid and made a judgment in error.

Or, they called the police deliberately, to shake down tourists (like myself) who choose to park on
 the side street.

Sorry, folks, you don't own the streets.

Dream on!

And the next time you pull a stupid stunt like that - (this message is also for your bozos in the Police Department) I'll haul your sorry butts into court to prove my point.

Tourists, beware!

San Francisco is rife with idiots and cops who don't know their asses from a hole in the ground.

Amen!

San Franciscans howling at the moon!
(a**holes)




P.S.
Should I have demanded all the vehicles on the block be dusted to twist the knife in?

Friday, April 16, 2010

Favorite Expressions...







Shit
or get off
the Pot!

(Gosh, wish I'd written that)


Allan Carr...tweeted he couldn't go to the gym today! Wonder why...




 Allan Carr left his indelible mark!




Ann Margaret & Elvis!




I was taken aback when I caught sight of the thumb-nail portrait of Allan Carr staring back at me on the Twitter social hub earlier this afternoon.

The tweet read: 

"Couldn't make it to the gym today"

OMG!

Why not?

Well, for starters, because Mr. Carr (who I knew personally) passed to spirit many years ago.

And, if I am not mistaken, good friend Ann Margaret can attest to the fact.

After all, true friend that she was, she fulfilled Allan's death bed wish to have his ashes cast out to sea.

The infamous Mr. Carr drove a creme-colored Rolls Royce, built a disco in his Beverly Hills Mansion on Benedict Canyon Road, and was known for tossing wild over-the-top one-of-a-kind party extravaganzas to die for.

Teen bill-of-fare (Grease) - starring the likes of Maxwell Caulfield & John Travolta - followed and cinched his stake in the Hollywood Dream Factory.

It  began with an invite from producer extraordinaire - Robert Stigwood - to produce the ad campaign for Saturday Night Fever.

With a midas touch, Carr turned the star-studded television special into the event of the year.

Grease followed.

Carr not only helmed the ad campaign and produced the premiere party, but also wrote the screen adaptation for six million dollars.

The stellar cast was headed up by Olivia Newton-John.

When the dust settled, Grease was the highest grossing film of the year, the most popular movie musical of all time, and one of the highest grossing films in history.

The splashy big-budget musicial was nominated for five Golden Globe Awards and won two People's Choice Awards (Best Picture & Best Musical Picture).

As I mentioned in an earlier post on Bruce Jenner, I was being considered for a role in the off-beat Village People music vehicle (Can't Stop the Music) but lost out to another Hollywood hopeful by the name of Steve Guttenberg.

Post: 02/14/10

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2010/02/bruce-jennerappears-in-hollywood-to.html

The film - directed by Nancy Walker (also starring Valerie Perrine & Jenner) - was a big ballsy in-your-face flop.

In the final analysis, I was spared association with one of the all-time feature-film turkeys!



Lake Las Vegas...Algae Bloom muddies waters! Environmentalists keep watch....






A Lake Las Vegas spokesperson - Anita-Marie Laurie - has acknowledged that about one-thousand precious fish have died in Lake Las Vegas due to a golden algae threat in the three-hundred-forty acre Lake (which was man made for recreational purposes).

Laurie reported that the fish were first sighted when they floated to the surface dead.

Unfortunately, because Lake Las Vegas is so large, there is no known treatment to cure the problem over such a vast area.

"The algae will have to be left to run its course," Weber said.

The good news is that the algae is only harmful (toxic) to fish and amphibians that use gills to breathe.

The algae is known by the scientific name - Prymnesium parvum - according to lake and river ecologists.

Until the algae dissipates in the near future of its own accord - and in sync with the natural order of things - there are few signs of the algae bloom visible to the naked human eye.

"The water just looks a ittle darker than usual," the spokesperson noted for the record.

"I just flew over it from the air and it looked beautiful."

Even still, the thought of a dip in it, gives me the willies!



Liver disease...dark chocolate alleviates portal hypertension!




For folks with liver problems - particularly those with cirrhosis - the news flash was a jolt in the arm.

Researchers in Spain just announced, after all, that Cocoa-rich dark chocolate could be prescribed for people afflicted with those ailments - one day in the near future - based on the finding that dark chocolate has potenital health benefits.

In one study, researchers found that a chunk of the delicious treat, inhibited the usual after-meal rise in abdominal blood pressure, which can reach dangerous levels in cirrhotic patients (and rupture blood vessels in severe cases).

Antioxidants called flavanols - a main ingredient - are the reason why chocolate is (not only yummy) but god  for blood pressure.

The chemicals help the smooth muscle cells of the blood vessels to relax and widen.

When twenty-one patients were given a snack containing eighty-five percent dark cocoa, there was a noticeable drop in blood pressure in the liver (portal hypertension).

Not so, with white chocolate, however.

"This study shows a clear association between eating dark chocolate and (lower) portal hypertension and demonstrates the potential importance of improvements in the management of cirrhotic patients," said Mark Thursz (Professor of Hepatology at London's Imperial College).

The European Association for the Study of the Liver in Vienna was the first research group to be enlightened about the dark chocolate factor.

Other ongoing related studies underscored that dark chocolate also promotes heart health.

Cirrhosis is a medical condition that causes scarring of the liver after long-term damage - usually triggered by various factors - such as hepatitis infection and chronic alcohol consumption.

Imagine that - chomping down on dark choloate and savoring each delicious morsel - for actual medicinal purposes.

Say, I like the direction that researchers are taking us.

What next, champagne to cure bad breath?




Balmoral Hotel...San Francisco Inn guilty of false advertising! Deceptive Business Practices!








According to recent reports, the Hotel business is down thirty percent in San Francisco.

For good reason, rates have therefore been slashed, to lure economically-minded travelers and keep the cash flow healthy.

Unfortunately, a handful of Hotel owners are offering perks, which later turn out to be all smoke and mirror maneuvers to entice innocent victims in the door.

One such establishment is the Balmoral Hotel on Clay Street in the business district in downtown San Francisco.

In an advertisement in the daily newspaper the management boasts free WiFi service.

For businessmen on the go, or tourists who use laptops to map their way on their holiday route, that perk is a big draw.

Who wants to pay through the nose daily for sporadic access at Hotels where they charge an arm and a leg?

Dashing around an unfamiliar neighbourhood to locate WiFi service at more reasonable cost is also somewhat frustrating when the focus should be on seeing the sights and relaxing into a vacation without such worries.

Subsequently, guests at the Balmoral Hotel were slightly shocked when they attempted to log on to the “free” WiFi  and were denied access.

A trip down to the manager’s office turned out be a rude awakening.

“Oh, you’ve used up your quota,” the desk clerk mumbled without reservation (no pun intended).

“Go to Starbucks. They’ll give you a couple of hour,"  he shrugged.

In that scenario, laptop users are required to make a purchase, be mindful of the need for a potential battery charge, and be forced to handle personal affairs in a café in front of a posse of strangers jostling at their elbows.

It should be noted that when the guests check in at the Balmoral, they are not informed that there is a quota, either.

So, essentially, the false information in the newspaper ad - and failure to disclose - amount to fraud and false advertising.

But, the dishonesty does not end there.

After - checking in, paying for the lodging, and collecting their room keys - guests are then informed that maid service (once included in the Hotel fees) is no longer provided!

Talk about dishonest business practices.

Hotel management should disclose that vital information before the Hotel guest checks in, so that they have the option to book at another Hotel in the event they prefer fluffed pillows, light cleaning, and fresh sheets daily.

More grievous perhaps, is a potential hazard that exists at the Hotel, which warrants investigation.

On a few occasions, guests were taken aback when their mini-fridges, microwaves, and TV sets shut-down without warning.

It appears that the older Hotel has a problem with circuit-breakers and electric wiring!

The Balmoral may be a potential fire hazard - just maybe a deathtrap - waiting to happen.

Therefore, I'm posting this article on the Consumer Alert page at the Tattler blog site.

It may be wise to avoid this establishment (and bug infestations which spring up now & then without warning ) like the plague.

 
 
 

Legal arguments...quote!





The best legal argument
is the one that is presented properly
in a Court of Law

 
Julian Ayrs
Truisms
A Collection of Thoughts

 

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Mental Illness...show compassion!





Just take a trip to the local library, a gander at a couple of anonymous posts on a popular blogsite on the Internet, or a stroll through the streets of downtown Los Angeles (and elsewhere) and it will become obvious that mental illness is a growing problem in this country today.

Sometimes there is an elephant in the room, but no one wants to talk about it.

But the issue is a serious one.

Should we just ignore the problem - (will it just go away?) - or should we tackle the issues head on?

Today, in our complex - and at times - baffling and troubling society it appears more people are feeling alienated, left out, or just plain angry.

Many are crying out for help.

We need to listen.

Medical findings of Researchers

A mental illness or mental disorder is a clinically significant psychological pattern that occurs in an individual and is usually associated with distress or a disability that is not expected as part of normal development or the culture itself.

Most agree, there has been a better understanding of mental illness over the past couple of decades.

Despite the fact - definitions, assessments, and classifications of mental disorders can vary - criteria listed in the ICD, DSM and other manuals are widely accepted by mental health professionals.

Categories which may require diagnosis include - mood disorders, anxiety disorders, psychotic disorders, eating disorders, developmental disorders, and personality disorders, for starters.

In many cases, there is no single accepted or consistent cause for mental disorders.

But, mental disorders have been found to be common in over one-third of the population in most countries that have reported sufficient data to track and document.
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Mental health services may be based in hospitals or in the community where mental health professionals have the facilities to diagnose individuals using different methodologies.

Psychotherapy and psychiatric medication are two major treatment options that may be worth considering.

Supportive interventions may appear to be a harsh approach, but are worthwhile pursuing, nonetheless.

In some instances, treatment may be involuntary where legislation allows.

A number of activists in the field have campaigned for changes in mental health services and attitudes about the disease - especially in view of the fact -  there is a widespread problem with stigma and discrimination.

Information provided by the National Institute on Mental Health 

Mental disorders are common in the U.S. and Internationally.

An estimated 26.2 percent of Americans ages 18 and older -  about one-in-four adults - suffer from a diagnosable mental disorder in a given year.

When applied to the 2004 U.S. Census residential population estimate for ages 18 and older the figure translates to 57.7 million people.

Even though mental disorders are widespread in the population, the main burden of illness is concentrated in a much smaller proportion (about 6 percent, or 1 in 17) who suffer from a serious mental illness.

In addition, mental disorders are the leading cause of disability in the U.S. and Canada for the ages of 15-44.

Many people suffer from more than one mental disorder at a given time.

Nearly half (45 percent) of those with any mental disorder meet criteria for two or more disorders with severity strongly related to comorbidity.

The Impact of Mental Illness on Society

The burden of mental illness on health and productivity in the United States and throughout the world has long been underestimated.

Data developed by the massive "Global Burden of Disease" study conducted by - the World Health Organization, the World Bank, and Harvard University - reveal that mental illness (including suicide) accounts for over 15 percent of the burden of disease in established market economies such as the United States.

This is more than the disease burden caused by all cancers.

*Thanks to World Health for image of "Mental Mask" featured above.

 

Kate Gosselin...media monster about to bust out! Billy Bush watch your back...






Has Kate Gosselin gobbled up her fifteen minutes of fame?

Or, is the madcap mom just over-exposed?

Tonight, the 'Dancing with Stars" contestant was all sweetness and light and all over the airwaves.

Imagine that, Kate segued into co-hosting with Mary Hart on Entertainment Tonight.

Next to the seasoned pro, Kate came off a bit timid, and in need of some vocal projection.

Although Hart didn’t appear to be have her feathers ruffled by this novel upstart, it appeared to be a different scenario over on the set of Access Hollywood with Billy Bush.

Was it my imagination, or was Kate taking a dim view of the Bush bravado and his in-your-face cocky man-style?

When he asked her what she was laughing at in one curious moment, she held back.

But, like me, viewers at home must have perceived that Kate didn’t find much favor with the Bush persona.

Bad “office” politics, Kate!

Oh well, blame it on emotional exhaustion.

The clunky two-stepper has been pushed and probed about dating, has worried over custody battles, you name it.

All of her responses appear to be calculated promotional “burps” designed to manipulate interviewers and rustle up a squeaky-clean image sure to warm the hearts and minds (and sympathy) of  viewers around the country.

I pity John!

Oh, she’s a monster alright, but most are in the dark about that right now.

Wake up and smell the coffee, America!




Dancer...silly goose thinks she can edit life! Duh...






Some people are wacko, alright!

Today, for instance, a dancer I caught on HD Video in a performance last year at a Nightclub in Beverly Hills contacted me with a bizarre request without batting-an-eye.

Obviously, the silly goose hasn't any little grey cells in her pretty little head.

In a short e-mail communication, she asked that I delete her name from the credits, because she was trying to edit her performances so that only her best work would be listed on searches on the Internet.

Duh!

Does this nervy little broad honestly think that she can edit life?

Just imagine, if that suddenly became the case, scandal ridden dudes like Tiger Woods and what's his name (Bullock's hubbie) would be scrambling for blemish control at all the major news outlets around the Nation fast-and-furious.

If it dawned on someone one day that the scandals appeared to have vanished into thin air - along the lines of the plot twist on Dallas years ago - the high-profile bad boys could simply assert that it must have all  been a bad dream.

Sometimes the gall (and stupidity) of folks is astounding, don't 'ya think?




Send me no flowers!

 

Justin Bieber..heartfelt down-to-earth concert in North Tonawanda (NY)!






Fans of Justin Bieber were in for quite a surprise when their sexy heartthrob not only turned up for a contest at the local school (Edward Town Middle School in Niagara Wheatfield) but ended up plucking up a guitar and performing four tunes on their humble stage!

The school spirit contest was hosted by Kiss 98.5 and raised a staggering 1.5 million pennies ($152,000.00) for the ocal Women and Children's hospital.

The winners successfully rustled up $17,000.00 of their own accord.

In a local broadcast, Justin gushed that he "feels like a regular kid."

And why not?

He is!

A damn site cuter, and a little more talented, perhaps.

By now, most fans - and the general public - are keen to the power of YouTube because of ambitious Justin.

The down-to-earth happy-go-lucky kid was the first to skyrocket to fame when he was literally discovered on the popular music site.

"I just put them up (videos) and it was fun to do and it got really big, really fast. I'm just glad I get to experience it."

His lastest musical offering is number one in the country.

The Riviera Theater in North Tonawanda was the hush-hush location for the concert.

All the details were kept top secret until Justin left the building.

Even the top snoops missed the scoop!

Good on you, Bieb!


George Lopez...adamant he wasn't Leno'd by TBS! Oh yeah...


Give me liberty
(a paycheck will do)




George Lopez can shovel it out, but when the sh** comes back his end, he can't take it!

The jovial talk-show host - who just got kicked back to the witching hour (the dead zone) to accommodate Conan O'Brien's new gab fest on TBS in the fall - was angry about the insinuation that he was snubbed like CoCo a scant few weeks ago.

So much so, in fact, that he retorted into camera on one nightly tabloid news show:

"I wasn't Leno'd!"

Wasn't he?

The facts have obviously slipped the rotund stand-up-comic's memory - or he's a little slow - on the uptake.

When NBC shuffled their schedule to slot Jay Leno back into his comfortable nook at 11:30 pm - they first approached Conan - with the offer to slide back into the midnight hour.

After due consideration, if you recall, O'Brien turned the peacock network execs down flat.

Georgie boy elected to kow-tow and accepted the slight with a gracious response.


"Sure, boss!"

Whether George likes the comparison, or not, he was Leno'd!

Pride is a terrible thing, George!


American Idol...Katie's swan song! Adam Lambert tears up stage! Idol gives back...







American Idol started off tonight with a sly innuendo.

With a sweeping gesture to the contestants on stage, Ryan Seacrest quipped with a straight face.

“I give you the top nine."

Catch that?

It was right up there with Ellen’s comment that one singer’s performance was horny.

No, Ellen didn’t have the hots for the nubile young babe, to my knowledge.

She was referring to the horn section which buttressed the segment up during the performance.

By the way, the intro to American Idol was electric.

At the top of Fox's hit show, clips featured flash-backs of Idol contestants in the midst of sets, interspersed with dazzling shots of Vegas nightlife.

A medley of Elvis hits - though a bit pedestrian - put the rapt audience in a great mood.

The highlight here was “Teddy Bear” which teased fans affectionately.

Producers satisfied the desires of the thronging masses with up-close-and-personal candid shots of their favorite performers.

Indeed, when artists in full song strode full-frame into camera, they must have caused hearts to flutter at home.

The rendition of "Return to Sender" was a little too cheery and lacked bite.

Listen to the lyrics, kids!

Elvis was frustrated about the fact his passionate letters were being returned post haste unopened and unread.

Casey’s interaction with the judges in this segment underscored there is a mischievous likeable dude underneath the stoic shell he presents to the world.

Lee’s playing to camera was a turn-on for fans, no doubt.

He has that teddy bear quality about him that girls (and guys) snuggle up to.

But, all eyes were on Adam Lambert last night!

Adam Lambert, rising Pop Icon, appeared in a swirl of lasers on stage.

From a symbolic standpoint, he appeared to be locked inside a cocoon, at first.

As the camera panned in, the Idol legend was captured in silhouette in a breathtaking shot or two, that was worth the price of admission (ha!).

Then, after he wailed soulfully a moment or two, he busted out with the catchy infectious lyrics.

"What do 'Ya  want from me?"

Amid a dazzling spray of blinding lights - and a riot of captivating musical indulgences - Adam Lambert proceeded to strut the stage cocky, confident, in charge and in control.

What a dynamite show-stopping performance!

Down 'n dirty, soulful, other-worldly.

Surely, he  gave David Bowie a run for his money.

Tonight, was an emotional turning point for the competitors, no wonder.

A “double elimination” would close the show-biz door on 2 hopefuls pining to stay through the final stages of the ratings-getting show.

As Sinatra would say, that's life.

In a surprise built-in promo, Ryan Seacrest noted that American Idol was going green.

Cut to singers in the street astride fuel-guzzling autos when - poof - the clunkers suddenly disintegrate before the audiences's very eyes.

In their place, fuel-efficient green vehicles sprang up in their place, natch.

“Follow the day and reach for the sun” was the catchy upbeat slogan the songbirds chirped proudly to all within earshot.

Get this, viewers may cruise over to the Idol site, and enter a contest to win an Idol-inspired Ford Fiesta.

Meanwhile, back at the Fox lot, the drama strarted to unfold in the first elimination round.

Fans went wild when Ryan asked Casey to stand up and have a chat.

Liked his shirt, by the way. Cool.

Aaron, unfortunately, rustled up a timid response when he was asked to stand in the huddle to face the music, too.

Andrew savored a moment or two in the sun, before bowing his head in anticipation of the drum roll, next up.

As the three stood in line, facing the gun, the audience held their collective breath.

Talk about high drama

When the camera panned to Simon, for some inexplicable reason, he was flushed.

Too many drinkie poo's?

Or, too long under the sun lamp, perhaps?

Just maybe, he was keeping a lid on things in view of his recent spats with fans in the audience?

In a recap prior to the axe falling, it was underscored that that there wasn’t much hound dog (or swagger) in Andrew’s stab at Elvis.

“The coolness was sucked out of you.”

Ouch.

Without much drawn-out-drama after that - Andrew was banished by Ryan - just like that.

No build up. No nothing.

Andrew's last song to the audience, in the final analysis, appeared to signal why he was shown the door.

Talk about a forgetable mediocre performance!

Even still, the other contestants swarmed the lad on stage at the end of his swan song, in a heartfelt attempt to console the optimistic crooner.

In my humble opinion?

He overstayed his welcome.

At this juncture, producers cut away to a promo for "Idol Gives Back" which broadcasts next week (featuring inspirational songs).

Seacrest noted there is still a good selection of auction items available to bid for online.

Since the funds go to charity, check it out, eh?

Also, Idol partnered with Exxon to help the impoverished (suffering from hunger and disease) in Angola, Africa.

In a touching clip, plans underway for a new dormitory to house the homeless, was  uplifting to watch.

The organization has been providing "nets" to prevent the spread of malaria, too.

Malaria kills 3000 people a day in that troubled nation.

A net, which costs a mere $10.00, can save (and has prolonged) lives in Africa.

An upcoming concert will feature headliners such as Sir Elton John, Annie Lennox, Black-eyed Peas, and others.

Tickets may be purchased at Ticketmaster.

A live on-stage performance - of a tune Elvis made a hit - was beautifully performed on Idol by two artists (on piano & guitar) by the names of Brooke and Justin respectively.

Their song styling of -  "If I could Dream" (was that the exact title?) - was vastly entertaining.

Popular Seacrest noted that it can be downloaded on I-Tunes for free.

Idol is introducing a new feature - Mom Idol - as well.

The show is searching for amazing moms to celebrate.

Check the Idol site for details.

With all that out of the way, the lights were dimmed, and the second elimination commenced.

At this juncture, audience members got quite vocal, and more emotionally involved.

Lee, when asked, noted his performances didn't feel like auditions at this stage of the contest.

"I'm doing a show and enjoying myself."

Simon said he nailed the tune.

Katie Stevens, Ryan recalled, was considered annoying in some quarters.

Randy said she exhibited a confident sassy side, though.

Ellen’s horny comment (aforementioned) unfortunately went over people’s heads for the most part.

I got it.

But, I’m a fan of bad puns, so you figure it out.

Katie expressed the sentiment that she wanted to grow each week as much as possible.

“I’ve done that, I think. I hope so, anyway.”

Michael lynch got a lot of applause in the elimination line-up.

“I love the Judges and the people," he beamed.

He felt grateful for every moment he assued the attentive fans pulling for him.

Crystal Bowersox, a favorite, was described as the second coming of Bonnie Rae.

Tim Urban was lauded for his best performance to date.

Ellen compared his set to the first shot of tequila.

"You've gone from zero to hero," Simon piped up.

At this juncture, Ryan walked up behind Crystal and patted her on the back.

"You're safe."

Lee was asked to take a walk with Ryan, who summarily sat him down on the other side of the stage, and hit him with the news point-blank.

You're coming back!

Oh, Ryan, you devil.

As it turns out, Katie Stevens was given the heave-ho.

Ironically, her send off song was "Let it be".

When she sang - "In my hour of darkness" - both she and the audience choked up.

Was there a dry eye in the house?

It wasn't meant to be, after all.

If it is any consolation, Katie, I have learned over the years that sometimes we make plans for ourselves which aren't a good fit.

In spite of that fact, folks go on blindly banging their heads against the wall, in pursuit of a goal that's  not suited for for them.

Sometimes, the Lord has better plans for us, so let go - Katie.

Let God's invisible hand guide you.

On that note, see y'all next week, when Alicia Keyes hits the stage!




Anonymous comments...cowards!





I always have a big laugh when some bozo attempts to pen a comment for publication on one of my posts - after some opinion or point of view - has gotten them all fired up.

Yeah, these folks have balls, alright!

People are so brave about speaking their mind when it's done anonymously!

Cowards!

In contrast, I stand by every post - and do so with my legal name and mug - alonside the commentary.

I have ethics, after all!

Have a nice day, fella.




P.S.
Slander is uttered up and does not pertain to the written word, fool!

Charlie Sheen...clandestine rendezvous with Escort! Pay-per-play best option...




Thought it was a good disguise at the time!



The tabloid magazine shows have been keeping close tabs on frisky Charlie Sheen.

New developments in his - um - personal life have raised a specter of doubt about his sincerity when it comes to relationships after all.

Is he hell-bent on accomplishing something worthwhile in rehab or is that all for show?

One high profile news outlet broadcast incriminating shots of Charlie sneaking out of a love nest which raised more than a few eyebrows after an in-depth investigation.

The diminuitive actor was sporting a hat (pulled down over his face) casual non-descript jacket, and sneakers when he was caught under the glare of the searing spotlight.

But, get  this, a tacky moustache - bushy as hell - was glued to his upper lip.

Sleuths assert that the fake whiskers were actually a prop used on a segment of his popular TV Comedy - "Two and a Half Men"  - a few weeks ago.

When Charlie's character waltzes in with the ubiquitous moustache plastered to his face, on the episode in question, a young male  urges him to remove it.

“You look like a 70’s porn star.”

Maybe that was the image he was shooting for in view of the company he was keeping.

His strange bedfellow is allegedly a high-priced escort who charges upwards of $3,000.00 an hour.

Nice work if you can get it.

Her luscious lips must work wonders.

Or, maybe Charlie - after a couple of failed marriages - has figured it's a lot cheaper (and more headache free) to just order out.

Party favors, extra!
 

Justin Bieber...@ DMV star handled with kid gloves! Joy riding an option...






The “Bieb” strolled into the DMV yesterday and marched right up to an open window with no need to stand in line with the common folks.

How did he pull that off?

A few weeks ago when I popped in to take care of some paperwork, I was forced to rub shoulders with a posse of ornery characters for about two hours before my number flashed up on the screen.

Pop Idols have a little more pull, eh?

One bystander was taken aback when he spied Bieber posing for about 10 - count ‘em - standard-size photos regulation-style.

Was the heartthrob handled with kid (no  pun intended ) gloves?

Actually, last time I had my photo snapped at the Santa Monica branch, the clerk offered to take a second shot at it.

So, I took her up on the offer.

But, unlike Bieber - suffering from People Magazine detox - two shots sufficed.

I used to model in my twenties to pay the rent, so posing is no problem for moi!

In case you were wondering, Bieb, no airbrushing (or doctoring of photos) is permitted.

That reminds me of a funny incident that went down with Zsa Zsa Gabor years ago.

When the former Ms. Hungary  was pulled over (for the infamous cop-slapping incident in Beverly Hills, I believe) the cops were amused by the fact that  Zsa Za had glued a flattering shot of herself on the face of her Driving License because she hated the one processed at the DMV.

A novel approach, but not exactly legal, I expect.

When Justin departed the environs of the Government agency there weren’t any papers in hand.

Do you suppose the coveted license will be mailed out by U.S. Post?

Or, did he fail his written exam?

If you recall, it took John Kennedy Jr. three shots at it to pass the State Bar Exam.

Cute, after all, does not always equate to smarts upstairs in the old noggin'.

I hope that Justin's mail box has security features - otherwise the precious passport to a cool ride, backseat making out, and weekend leisure hours tooling around under the hood - may be delayed.

Unless he engages in a little joy riding.

Ah, sweet bird of youth!





Wednesday, April 14, 2010

American Idol...Adam Lambert performs! Elvis remembered! Ellen washed out!









American Idol got a shot in the arm tonight when Adam Lambert turned up - all glam - and mentored a handful of the young hopefuls competing on this season's talent show extravaganza.

The first thing you notice about the charismatic pop icon is his eyes.

The luminous peepers - with a hint of sparkle and sly mischief peering out - are a startling blue (me thinks!) brought to the fore with shades of eye shadow that accent the obvious.

This boy is pretty!

The "do" was a little over-the-top, though.  Too much gel, Adam.

And the wardrobe - a make-shift ensemble of shirt-like shifts - a bit drab.

Under the weather last night, kid?

But, Lambert is mesmerizing, and definitely has star quality.

A couple of the kids warbled Elvis tunes - which, in the case of crooner Casey James - was a terrible mistake.

Simon echoed my sentiments precisely.

"It was such a forgetable song. Why would you perform that?"

Ellen and the other Judges were polite, commended the cutie for taking on the challenge, and offered up kudos for his golden voice, stage persona, and the like.

"You look at home in a sea of girls," one quipped.

Frankly, the ponytail look, is a dead one as far as I'm concerned.

And, the wispy bit of whiskers at his lip, downright silly.

Would you plunk a sloppy kiss on that?

Casey pines to be a rocker, but is middle-of-the-road top-forty, all the way.

Until he fathoms that reality he's kidding himself, eh?

Tim's rendition of "Can't Help Falling in Love" - with a spare bare-bones guitar back-up - was straightforward and honest.

Whenvever I get up at Karaoke in WeHo (heh, Kenny!) and warble that one, I jokingly snarl to the half-drunk crowd of buffed dudes, that it is one of the songs that "killed" Elvis.

There were two Elvis's essentially.

The lithe, hip-swivelling crooner, who was raw and wild and oozing with sensuality.

Best hits of that era?

"Return to Sender" and "Heartbreak Hotel"!

The "E" of a later generation was all smaltz, Vegas routine, and a spent shadow of "Elvis".

A gentleman I once knew who worked on one of the TV Specials Elvis  signed on for, confided that the editors were forced to utilize quite a few magic studio techniques, to make the musical event fly.

For good reason.

Elvis oft forgot the words, stumbled on stage, and lost focus throughout.

But, the fans didn't care, they gobbled the legend up.

Like the Kennedy assassination, folks tend to recall where they were when they heard the shocking news of Elvis's death.

I was on Toronto Island at the Royal Canadian Yacht Club when a friend telephoned me about the disturbing unexpected news.

When I turned to an immigrant from India next to me, and relayed the unbelievable news, his response was pretty low-key.

"Oh, he was just a pop star. No one will remember him tomorrow. Who cares?"

I distinctly recall that I assured him that Elvis death's was "big news" and that many people would - not only be stunned - but plummet into a deep well of despair.

Sure enough - within days - fans, hungry media hounds, and curious lookie-loo's - were on their way to Memphis to take part in the circus-like atmosphere that prevailed for weeks-on-end.

When Michael sang "In the Ghetto" tonight, it brought back memories of Elvis.

Just before Elvis released that song, his music career was pretty much in the dumper.

With the release of that song (which touched fans and music aficiandos and tough critics alike) Elvis was elevated to a new status (and level of respect)  in the industry.

It wasn't just the ballad, or his phrasing, that struck a chord.

No sir, it was the sentiment.

The lyrics were comparable to Martin Luther King's speech about having a dream.

One judge labelled Michael's performance sleepy, but on the heels of that harsh criticism, he noted the vocals were hot.

Ellen, on the other hand, noted that she was glad (in retrospect) that they saved Mike  from packing up and heading home with his tail between-his-legs last week..

Katie Stevens was a fine mess visually.

All those do-dads and tacky sequins on her outfit were distracting.

Judges need to stress that the music industry is not just about cutting records and performing, but also, about style, originality, stage presence and persona.

By the way, the popular cast of "Glee" was in the audience.

The hit ensemble show follows "American Idol" on the Fox Network.

In closing, you may be excited to hear that Adam Lambert is slated to perform live tonight on Idol.

He'll show those kids how it's done, just betcha!

Dancing with the Stars...Tiler Peck wows! Kate counts blessings! Soap hunk gets axe!






Back to suds, Aiden!



There was a lot of drama this evening on the ABC Network's hit show "Dancing with the Stars".

While viewers at home chewed their nails on the edge of their seats - as they wondered if Kate would make the cut and return triumphantly next week - the determined reality-show Mom was distracted (teary-eyed one moment) about a custody battle she was now facing in her personal life.

Whew!

The gal - who cleans up good - breezed through cliff-hanging moments at the close of the show.

Wisely, the producers interspersed the proceedings tonight, with a couple of live performances which were top-notch.

Seasoned pro - Shaday, for instance - wowed audiences with two sets that were soothing to the senses.

While her stage persona (wardrobe choices & oversized "bun") left a lot  be desired, fans were undoubtedly inclined to overlook her ho-hum stage presence, and tap their feet to the catchy beat of the engaging tunes.

In fact, back-up dancers (who performed out front on the roomy stage) rustled up a routine or two that were thoroughly entertaining.

Their appealing threads - jeans, colorful t-shirts, and caps - are sure to spark a street trend.

Probably the highlight of the night was a dramatic performance by Tiler Peck - a dancer - with the New York City Ballet.

The dramatic piece - choreographed by Travis Wall - was part of the respected Macy's "Stars of Dance" series.

The staging for - "Nuttin But Stringz" - was nothing short of dynamic.

The thrilling highly-stylized dance routine was impeccably in step.

In fact, the tricky moves signalled an innovative trend in dance.

A troupe of young dancers starting out in their illustrious careers - also offered up their own particular brand of ballroom dancing in another segment - that was fresh, professional, and traditional in many respects.

In a nostalgic moment, the in-house dance instructors took a stroll down memory lane.

For the most part, the hoofers glided onto stages around the world when they were just toddlers.

A myriad of aged snapshots - capturing the aspiring two-steppers in early performances, tugged at the hearstrings.

Anna started at age 6, and followed after her mother, who was a role model.

Chelsie cried before each lesson when she was a kid. Hated it!

Tony was frustrated by the fact he was always playing a mushroom or tree.

At one point, Tom Bergeron spied a couple of the outfits one dancer was forced to wear in those early stages of his budding career, and was inclined to crack a joke.

"Gosh, I'm surprised Maks didn't have to go through therapy after being forced to wear those costumes."

The dancers recalled that it was a nasty experience coming up through the ranks.

"There was a lot of pushing and shoving among the contestants - nail scratching - too," one instructor laughingly remembered.

"It's not like here where you have one couple on stage. Twenty couples were packed in and bitterly elbowing for position."

In a preivew of what is to come next week, audiences were treated to movie clips featuring the "Dancing with the Stars" talent pool.

One segment next Monday will be a scary horror genre piece.

Preview shots revealed the footage primarily focuses on macabre fright-night bill-of-fare straight out of the howling B-movie classic selections oft screened at revival houses at the stroke of midnight at the witching hour.

In another spoof, a studly dancer assumes the fictional character of "Glambo"

Can't wait!  Should be a hoot!

Neicy and Evan will be "starring" in a black & white tribute to classic films in the romance genre.

Cleverly, it's been titled: ChaChablanca.

Brooke - who I singled out as shabbily-dressed Monday night - made a star turn tonight.

This evening the hostess was dazzling in a blood-red body-fitting gown, swept up "do", and a smattering of diamonds at the neckline which caught the light and threw zillions of eye-catching rainbows here and there.

For some inexplicable reason, Tom Bergeron's jacket sleeves were all wrinkled, though.

If the stylish suit was fashioned in linen, that may be the reason why, since that fabric is so susceptible to crinkling and soiling.

Len stood out as a fashion plate, too, in a smart-looking suit, pastel-colored tasteful tie, and pocket pouffe.

As the elimination round started to inch forward, Jake noted he was saddened by the whole process.

"I've been so close to everyone that my heart goes out to anyone who may be cut."

Kate was upbeat and ecstatic.

"For the first time I was totally relaxed and had a lot of fun."

Chad, one of the most confident dudes on "Dancing" - down-to-earth and able to poke fun of himself - described himself as a work-in-progress.

Now, that's a true artist, speaking up!

Finally, the moment arrived, and everyone collectively held their breath.

Drum roll, please!

Kate escaped the axe, but Aiden got the old heave-ho.

At this juncture, fans in the audience jumped to their feet, and expressed their wild appreciation.

Tom Bergeron was so swept up in the emotion of the moment, he was inclined to poignantly note for the record, that Aiden was the first contestant to exit in the fourth round to every garner such a generous heartfelt send off.

Then, he noted that Aiden would be appearing on Jimmy Kimmel later tonight.

Ooops!

Watch out, Aiden!

In a promo earlier in the day, the perky talk show host made a quip about gonging loser contestants or feeding them to hungry crocodiles back stage.

Go in the front door, please!

And, exit quickly.

Fans (myself included) still intend to tune in on romantic afternoons to catch you on the soaps.


Skimpy attire appeals!

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Russell Crowe...honored with prestigious star on Walk of Fame! Robin Hood release on way...






Actor Russell Crowe was in Hollywood to celebrate the installation of his shiny star on the infamous Walk of Fame.

For the Oscar winner the nod was a well-deserved one but one that required a bit of thought.

Last night on the tonight show, for example, Crowe confessed that although the placement of the prestigious nameplate was not a piece of cake, it all worked out for the best.

When the head honchos asked the handsome leading man if he had any preferences as to location, he was humble.

“How about down the street in front of the drug store?”

No, they shrugged, not possible.

A second spot didn’t pan out either.

Third time, Crowe got lucky.

“There’s a spot right in front of the Kodak Theatre.”

Yes, the star - appearing in the upcoming feature Robin Hood - landed a prime piece of real estate in the midst of Hollywood’s most celebrated folk lore just a-hop-and-a-skip away from Mann’s Chinese Theatre (where stars once imbedded their foot and handprints in cement).

Crowe has a great sense of humor and is a down-to-earth regular guy.

The charismatic actor is a man’s man, too.

On Jay’s show, he laughed that he lost a part in a major film because he revealed his common side, and allowed his emotions rule the day.

Apparently, he’d met a leading actress in a local watering hole on Hollywood Boulevard, to discuss a potential role opposite the star.

Once the quiet rendezvous was over - and shortly after the twosome strolled out the door into the bright sunlight - Russell spied Elvis’s star on the strip.

Without thinking, in a rush of emotion, Crowe was inclined to get down on his knees and kiss the King’s star with full juicy lips.

The actress - who obviously didn’t think her sh** stank, said “later Dude”.

In her eyes, he was a low-class ruffian she’d prefer not to have any associations with.

Guess she’s kicking herself, now!

I haven’t screened Robin Hood yet, but apparently the filmmakers have taken artistic license - and thus - have chosen to portray an aspect of the folk hero never captured on the silver screen before.

Why were Robin Hood’s gang of friends called the Merry Men?

In this version, Crowe’s script-writing team conjure up a logical answer, to the question.

Undoubtedly, once the high-budget feature is released, it will roar to box office heaven.

As I reported in an earlier post, Crowe is slated to attend a premiere at the prestigious Cannes Film Festival in May.

See ‘ya there!
 

Sarah Palin...controversial perks! Lack of transparancy incenses officials...




 $5.00 a handshake
(Sarah, you did good)



Another controversy has reared its ugly head in the Palin camp!

When a couple of students stumbled on a proposed iternary for a potential  Sarah Palin speaking engagement in the trash - with a list of demands - Officials were incensed!

For starters, the particulars appeared to be a bit excessive in nature for a appearance on campus:

* 2 first class tickets
* Private jet policy
* Deluxe hotel suite
* Pre-screened questions


In addition, there was a stipulation that the facility provide bottled water with bendable straws.

The price tag (though not listed on the trash cast-offs) for the engagement?

$100,000.00 smackeroos!

But, what really irked the Officials was the lack of transparency.

That paperwork should have been recorded and filed and not just tossed in the garbage bin away from prying eyes.

Did Sarah Palin request that the terms and conditions be shrouded in mystery?

News at 11!

Dancing with the Stars...Romance blossoming! Judge favoritism! Studly flesh!










Some nights on the ABC hit show - Dancing with the Stars - the intriguing twists-and-turns don't make any sense!

But - there is enough high drama, nubile & studly flesh, sexual innuendo, and dazzle in front of the floodlights -  to trigger an onslaught of viewers each week.

Last week, Dancing with the Stars soared to the top of the ratings heap, for example.


It should be noted, though, that American Idol breathed down Bruno's neck, and rustled up a higher share of the much-sought-after 15 to 34 demographic.

Yup!

Occasionally, Dancing with the Stars - thanks to the old fart (Len) - gets a bit creaky now and then.

But, it's still entertaining (on the edge of your seat) bill-of-fare on some teary-eyed nights.

Since last's weeks segment, I make sure I have a box of kleenex nearby and tasty bon bons in hand, so I may chew up the dazzle that parades across the high-energy stage without interrption.

In view of what went down tonight, it appears that there may be a bit of sly maneuvering on the part of the head honchos behind-the-scenes, to propel the ratings-getters forward in the show.


For example, I got the impression that a judge or two were wearing poker faces.

Was there an Ace or two up their sleeves?

Just maybe, they were holding back a little in a bold-faced effort to finesse somewhere down the yellow brick road?

Some of the slight-of-hand was glaring!

In spite of the fact audiences roared their approval throughout the night (deservedly so) - on occasion - the Judges' criticisms caused the fans to grumble loudly in the bleachers.

In fact, raucous boos at emotional high points in the competition hinted that a lynch mob was getting ready to demonstrate their anger, and go for a pound of flesh.

No wonder!

At times, the Judges appeared to contradict themselves.

For instance, on more than one occasion - in spite of the fact a dance assessment was flattering - the kudos did not translate well in the scoring department.

Were they letting the dancers down gently?

Sly devils, all!

The tension heightened this week also when ABC execs raised the stakes a tad.

The judges have been instructed to issue up two tallies - one for technique - and the other for performance.

Erin Andrews and her partner were first up.

Ever tactful, Erin asserted to the camera (and viewing audience at home) that the advice offered up the previous week was insightful.

True to form, the newscaster stressed that she intended to focus on her footwork, pursuant to one of the Judge's instructions.

Her partner told her to forget Len, though, and just focus on her dancing.

It will trip you up, he cautioned, in so many words.

This week was a bit tricky for Erin to begin with due to an injury (a contusion) she suffered on last week's show.

But, the doctor on board gave her the green light to compete nonetheless.

The handsome duo danced the tango.

Erin was sexy and seductive in red.

But, her partner looked ridiculous in a black and white top open to the belly-button.

What a strange get-up that was.

Bondage meets nellie?

The attractive duo's  interpretation - to the popular strains of "Sweet Dreams" - was romantic.

A female Judge opined that Erin was concentrating so hard that it interrupted the flow.

Picky! Picky! Picky!

Even still, there was wild applause and a standing ovation.

Evan and his partner felt confident about their performance but worried about technique.


"Look up," she instructed, after noting that Evan had a tendency to gaze downward (to his detriment).

Once again, the professional figure skater was a knock-out in his fashion choices for the dance number.

The glittery collar, on a basic black silhouette featuring a high waist band, were chic flourishes.

Fans reacted enthusiastically to a number which smartly unfolded from a position on one lone chair in the middle of the stage, to later encompass the whole stage.

Bruno, such a clever one with words, waxed that Evan was so fascinating to watch in view of his cat-like arrogance.

Purr-fect!

Another Judge was more generous in their assessment.

"The blend of artistry and technique was just right."

Anna's slinky dress left a lot to be desired, though. 

Two slits at the bodice caused her boobs to flesh out in an odd way and was a tacky look overall.

Speaking of gowns, Brooke's was a disaster.

The fleshy tones did not suit her.

And, strap-like oddities - going this way 'n that - were downright befuddling.

Were they scrimping on wardrobe expenses this week?

Neicy was instructed by her teacher to focus on her spiritual side, in what amounted to a tribute her brother, who passed to spirit a few years ago.

A major criticism was that  - "in her mind the dance was something special" - that  didn’t translate well to the judges or the audience.

"I wanted to make a statement that there is life on the other side of loss and suffering," she poignantly noted with a tinge of sadness in her voice.

 "I didn't want to do the clichĂ© rumba love story," her partner pointed out to the Judges, in case they missed what he was aiming for.

A Soap opera stud made a big splash on the deck of a ship when he tore his t-shirt off at the request of frenzied fans who proceeded to snap publicity stills in a flurry of flashbulbs.

Unfortunately, there weren't any washboard abs in sight.

Aiden, you need to do some crunches, sit-ups, leg-ups - whatever!

His pecs could stand a little pumping up, too.

Nicole and Derek, as always, did not disappoint.

The handsome blond's schtick about his love hand was hilarious.

He's such a cutie, that its doubtful anyone would kick him out of bed, not for eating crackers anyway.

The couple's moves were exciting, elegant, and serene.

Derek must be gay to create tricky dance steps like that (and pull 'em off).

Nicole, the pussy-cat doll, was not unlike a creature that stepped out of a dream, according to the Judges.

I agree!

Jake promised - to not only give it his all this week on "Stars" - but one-hundred-and-fifty percent in fact.

For starters, he may spark a trend with his t-shirt, which sported a Judge's prior caustic remarks on its face.

"Turn up. Keep up. Shut up"

When he didn' give it his all , and instead struggled through the routine at rehearsal, his partner told him to hit the deck and give her ten push-ups.

What a task-master!

By the way, is it just me, or does Chelsie Hightower talk like she has marbles in her mouth?
Tony squeezed into a black leather suit somewhat reminiscent of  a look from the 80's music phenomenon the "Village People".

Yawn!

Kate Gossellin's "do" - with feathery extensions which added a soft frame to her face - was quite flattering.

Bruno referred to her performance as a mini-breakthrough.

I think he was being kind; after all, I found it ho-hum.

Another Judge put it more succinctly perhaps.

"There wasn't any artistry, but there was a lot of determination."

Ouch!

Chad and Cheryl sparked a lot of gossip.

"What's with that sparkler on your finger," Brooke probed.

Cheryl insisted it was just a gift, but Chad hinted that he was in hot pursuit, and after more than friendship.

At one point, Tom speculated that Chad flirted with the lone female judge on the panel, as he majestically waltzed by the podium.

In response, Len quipped:

"Oh, I thought he was gazing at me."

The audience roared!

Pam Anderson - Hollywood sex Goddess - confessed that there was no man in her life right now.

If not, then who was that  dude all over her at an after-hours club (Guys & Dolls) one dark and whiskey-soaked night last week trying to get in-like Flynn?

A one-night stand or paid bum boy, I surmise.

The gown she tossed on for her number was little more than a sheet (a momento of the other tawdry night?) tied here and there to prevent her private parts from flapping in the breeze.

Len was ecstatic about her performance.

"It was understated, but sophisticated. Well done."

Not to be outdone, Bruno chimed in:

"Pamela can do refinement and elegance and still be drop-dead gorgeous."

On that upbeat note, see 'ya tonight!




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Conan O'Brien...CoCo lands talk-fest at TBS! November kick-off...


 

Bad Hair days over for Conan!

 



Once Conan O’Brien wraps up his 3-month tour around the country - which kicks of this week - the quirky comic won’t have much time to throw up his feet and take a breather.

News out of the O’Brien camp - after all - is that the former NBC late night talk-show host will set up shop at TBS.

Looks like Conan slipped through Fox’s trembling fingers.

Although George Lopez has been rustling up respectable numbers in the 11 p.m. slot, the cable network execs were inclined to bump him into the witching hour.

Lopez will hit the airwaves at the stroke of midnight.

An immigrant to the talk-show circuit, Lopez didn't appear to mind stepping aside for a full-fledged citizen, as of press time.

I expect the snub will be a bit of fodder for stand-up comics over the next few days.

Congrats, CoCo!



 Just airbrush out NBC logo, Conan!

 
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