Gold's Gym...Open House! $1.00 start-up special!

Gold's Gym is tossing an "Open House" which means great savings - and reasonably-priced work-out offers - for dudes and dudettes anxious to get back in shape (or for beginners just starting to flex their muscles).

Health regimen enthusiasts - and fitness nuts - are currently being offered memberships with a $1.00 start-up fee and low monthly rates.

The bargain-basement deal includes:

*A decal to affix to your vehicle (for free parking)
*A free Gold's Gym t-shirt
*Free Guest Passes (one week in duration)
*1 Free orientation with a Professional trainer
*1 Free Pilates Class

In Los Angeles there are several gyms to choose from.

*North Hollywood
*Simi Valley
*Culver City
*Westfield West Covina
*Thousand Oaks
*Downtown Los Angeles
*Fullerton
*Hollywood

Check out the club today!

7 Day Free passes available to try out!

http://www.goldsgym.com





The Silver Fox works out at Gold's Gym according to scuttlebutt!

Robert Pattinson...TV hosts scurry to nab heartthrob's scoop!

In a recent interview, Twilight hunk Robert Pattinson fessed up that he’s lousy with money.

“I always blow it,” he joked to a probing interviewer hanging on every syllable.

Me, too!

Just slips through my delicate finger tips somehow.

For a boy who dresses “up” pretty casually, tools around in a junky old pick-up truck (purchased for a song on Craigslist) and smokes on electric cigarettes (he’s trying to kick the nasty habit) ‘ya have to wonder what the thespian does with his share of the coin of the realm (here and across the big pond).

Gourmet meals?

Fine wine, women (!) and song?

Primo ‘bud”?

Though Pattinson has been anxious to chat up talk-show hosts about his new flick – "Cosmopolis" – mum’s been the word on the recent Kristen Stewart betrayal.

For good reason, conniving high-profile anchors have been trying to lure the hunky English actor into the “hot seat” to get the scoop on the scandal to beat all scandals in recent decades. 

Dahlinks, just think Liz and Dick, of yesteryear.

Because Pattinson's been tight-lipped about the nasty split (he doesn't kiss-and-tell, after all) it has begged another question.

Is “Cosmopolitis” the feature that will prove the teen heartthrob can act?

OMG!

And, Robert thought that up ‘til now he has been acting his little heart out.

Imagine that!

While he’s been toiling away on low-budget indies, his co-stars – Kristen Stewart and Taylor Lautner – have broken into the loftier realms of big-budget features that bespeak SUPER STARDOM.

If he had his druthers, Pattinson would probably reflect on the issue this way.

“I’ve been paying my dues!”

No wonder he’s broke (in spirit, at least).

Maybe someone will sign up the kid (with a lot of potential) to a whopping three-picture deal.

Make sure one of the projects is a musical, eh?

Show tunes are big with gay audiences, after all.

Every “head” (and cinematic taste) in the theatre counts, 'ya know?

And, stay posted for updates on the never-ending “saga” of the jilted Twilight star, as he searches for true love, peace, and a happy ending over the rainbow somewhere!


  

Jon Stewart plots his way through a tricky interview with Twilight Star!

Michael Phelps...gal pal nick-names swim stud "Bear"! Hugs and Kisses!

The world is a tweet place if you're to believe the gossip circulating in celebrity circles!

According to insiders close a certain winsome twosome, it's true!

Michael Phelps' new gal pal - Megan Rossee - was rooting in the stands  for her beau at the Olympic games when she affectionately referred to the Olympic athlete as her "Bear".

How did that warm-and-fuzzy nick-name come about?

Does the Gold Medalist give good hug?

Or, just maybe, Phelps eats a lot of garbage (he gets the munchies alot when he tokes on primo bud in his bomb, no doubt!) like those wild grizzlies who have been startling News Anchors and residents of local neighborhoods with unexpected trots into their backyards in search of tasty morsels to snack on?

No matter how 'ya look at it, the pet name is probably a term of endearment, eh?

Who wouldn't want to be compared to a cuddly teddy bear?

Just ask Elvis!



Michael is tall in the saddle, just betcha, folks!

Lady GaGa...Fame! Scent of a scintillating woman!

It may have looked like a slew of scantily-clad natives emerging from the tar pits in Los Angeles, but no, it was actually a carefully-crafted video clip lifted from a Lady Gaga trailer promoting her scintillating new perfume "Fame".

To some, the intriguing piece of celluloid was simply a darker commercial version of “Bad Romance” – and more fragrant – to be sure!

In what amounted to a tribute to Vampira, the High Priestess of Pop proceeded to rise up from an inky goo, as she twitched this way ‘n that like an Ed Wood “Zombie” straight out of the fiftie's classic horror flick "Plan Nine from Outer Space".

But, what has Science Fiction to do with perfume?

Just maybe, there’s a clue in the press release, which arrived on the heels of scent of the woman.

"Today is a really happy day for me," the Pop Icon wrote.

"The past year was a challenge, and I'm so happy to have my spirit back. I am feeling blessed to have removed those from my life driven by money and luxury, It’s all about the art of it. I feel free today."

But, the fragrance is expected to cost a pretty penny, you betcha!

Stay posted for updates.

Sunset Strip Music Festival...Marilyn Manson headlines! "Doors" homage at House of Blues!

Sunset Boulevard will be closed to traffic on Saturday between Doheny Drive and San Vicente to make way for the annual Sunset Strip Music Festival.

At press time, it was announced that up to 10 bands are set to perform live! on two stages with Marilyn Manson headlining during the run of the heady spectacular event.

There will also be a smattering of local bands on hand to kick ass such as "Dead Sara" playing alongside the likes of the hard-hitting "Offspring" and "Bad Religion", as well as hip-hop dances performances by "De La Soul", and entertainment by "Far East Movement" and DJ Steve Aoki.

Last night, the fest kicked-off with an homage to the legendary Jim Morrison and the "Doors" at the House of Blues, which was attended by band members Robby Kreiger, Ray Mazarek, and John Densmore.

“We we are very excited by this (homage)," Manzarek gushed to one reporter.

“This was our home turf and where we got our start first playing at the long-gone London Fog and then as the house band at the Whisky. There were some insane times and some amazing music played (Riders of the Storm, for example). It’s great to be back on the strip in this way.”

An all-inclusive pass for the event includes access to the Strip’s many rock ‘n roll nightclubs and mainstay venues which will be featuring over fifty bands throughout the three days such as Wu Tang Clan’s RZA, Peter Murphy, Unwritten Law, and James Ingram.

Rich Robinson and Robby Kreiger will perform a much-anticipated set at the Viper room tonight (Friday). Across the street and down-the-way punk veterans X will show up for a rare gig at the Roxy.

Marilyn Manson fans can catch the “Goth Rocker” on Sunday evening at the close of the high-profile LA LA LAND event.

“The first gig I played in L.A. was at the Whiskey. To be on the same stage that Morrison had been meant so much to me then so it’s so exciting for me to do this festival now as they honor the legacy of the Doors. You could say I am so full of macho pride, even though I am wearing lipstick,” Manson kidded to all within earshot.

“There really is nothing like this (Sunset Strip Festival),” Aoki enthused backstage at a concert he held recently overseas.

Die-hard fans will be finding out for themselves throughout the eclectic fun-filled exuberant weekend.

Info:

www.sunsetstripmusicfestival.com

  


  

Miley Cyrus...your "do" is out of Vogue! Passe, that is!

With a lot of pump, and tease, and circumstance – and a smattering of garish hooker-red lipstick – pop singer Miley Cyrus introduced her new “do” in recent days on the celebrity circuit.

Obviously, the outlandish “make-over” was a misguided attempt to garner some publicity for her floundering career, but all went terribly awry.

For starters, the “look” is outdated – and alas - doesn’t suit Ms. Cyrus!

The slipshod make-over explodes across the rich media airwaves about five years too late.

Miley, to be innovative – and fresh – it is of utmost importance to lead the pack!

By the way - the plaid shirt should have been left to the lesbo babes who manage to wear it well (in spite of the fact it's a worn-out trend).

Or, are ‘ya hinting that you’re about to come "out", eh?

News at 11!



If it ain't broke Don't fix it, Miley!

Lady GaGa...ARTPROP tattoo a visual brand for High Priestess of Pop!

In tandem with the upcoming release of her new album – ARTPROP – Lady GaGa was inspired to hire an illustrator to ink a spanking-new “tat” on her lovely lithe bod!

To ensure copy-caters - her monsters, in particular – got it right, the High Priestess of Pop (and MySpace friend) issued a press release with instructions on how best to mimic the “tag”.

“ARTPROP” must be in all capitalized letters,” the vampy siren underscored with great diplomacy and tact.

“It’s all in the details,l” she elucidated to the teaming masses.

One has only to etch ARTPROP next to Artprop to get the “idea”.

If anything, the ARTPROP version comes across as a definite “brand” (distinctly so and in contrast to the other looser less-appealing visual which didn't make the artistic grade for obvious reasons).

Which begs the question.

Is Lady GaGA inferring that her body is simply a prop – a tool – with which to best express her creativity?

On my own web page at the Tattler, I have noted that “Art” is the sustaining force in my own life.

Ah, in some respects, I expect that Lady GaGa and I are kindred spirits.

But, no clothes off the meat rack for me GA, please!

Stay posted for updates - fragrance alerts - and what-have-you.

Derek Hough...gay? Outed at "Jam" in Salt Lake City!

Are the gay rumors about Derek Hough true – or – does the blond cutie just get turned-on by teasing studly dudes at back-alley gay nightclubs?

Inquiring minds want to know!

The wild rumors about Derek erupted into the mainstream this past week when a local boy (a Hough fan) allegedly spotted the “Dancing with the Stars” regular shaking his bootie (in shimmering-silver skin-tight slacks) and having a gay old time – at Jam – a sizzling hot watering hole in his home town (Salt Lake City).

When the star-eyed youth strode up politely to ask the B-list celebrity if he could snap a photo, Hough allegedly blew his stack and pulled a hissy-fit.

“No, not here,” he shouted at the startled lad, as he made for the door and a quick exit.

Too late.

The clever fellow caught the whole damning episode on video tape!

DWTS die-hards are keenly aware that Hough has been spied around town (Hollywood) squiring a bevy of bodacious babes over the past couple of years, but somehow, folks always seemed to get the impression that the breathtaking beauties were all just “beards”.

Does this video amount to a smoking - um – gun?

Stay posted for updates!

 

Michael Phelps...smitten with Vegas cocktail waitress! Down-low tryst in open!

According to the gossip rags, Michael Phelps has secretly been dating a cocktail waitress on the down-low over the past few months.

Although the studly gold medalist (now a Luis Vuitton model) was essentially keeping his eye on the task at hand during the Olympic competitions in London overseas in recent days, insiders close to the swim icon have confirmed that Phelps was also keeping a passionate romance simmering on the backburner.

Now, that the “games” are over – and the Subway spokesman has hung up his goggles (for good?) – cupid is expected to nurture his relationship along with an attractive aspiring actress by the name of Megan Rosee.

Allegedly, the handsome couple met in Vegas during Phelps halcyon days when he was sowing his wild oats, toking on his “bomb”, and basking in the glory of his Beijing triumphs.

The word is that “Mom” is really keen on Megan for a daughter-in-law, so I expect the cool blond beauty is not a “gold” digger, eh?

Maybe Michael will be turning out some little trophies of his own (rug rats) in the near future.

Phelps is 27 after all - and ripe for marriage (Rosee is 25) – so – who knows?

Stay posted for updates.

St. John's Hospital...Dr. Robin Kaminsky example of negligent unqualified physicians on duty! Poor quality health care!

St. John’s Hospital in Santa Monica has been making a big “to do” about their renovations (face lift?) and alleged state-of-the-art facilities in recent months – but, what good are they – if the individuals employed there (Nurses, Doctors and Technicians) aren’t qualified and don’t care about the well-being of patients in their charge?


For example, after a patient was injected with morphine at St. John's Hospital recently, Dr. Robin Kaminsky proceed to issue an order to discharge the sick individual a short while later, in spite of the fact the patient was groggy, dizzy (off-balance when they tried to walk) and still complaining of the ills they were admitted for.

Notwithstanding that glaring act of negligence, Kaminsky was inclined to release the patient in a questionable state of health at 1:30 a.m. in the dark of night all on their own.

Neither Kaminsky – nor the nurse who ushered the wobbly patient out into the cold parking lot – took any steps to ensure that the individual would get home safely and without mishap.

In fact, quite the opposite occurred, folks!

The patient was encouraged to drive out of the parking lot – in a heavily sedated state – on their own (with no escort!).

The patient wisely elected to call a friend after being kicked out into the street in a dischevelled state in the middle of the night.

Meanwhile, it should be noted that St. John’s Hospital has the audacity to boast in their promotional flyers that their facility is a health care provider that observes the Ethical and Religious Directives for Catholic Health Services.

The Sisters of Charity of Leavenworth must have very low standards!

By the way, it came as no surprise to hear that the "waiting room" at St. John's "Emergency" clinic is usually empty.

Patients are either trekking off to facilities elsewhere right off-the-bat (and avoiding St. John's Hospital altogether from the get-go) or being turfed out on the heels of being run through an "assembly-line" patient procedure that smacks of insurance rip-off and medical malpractice.

Individuals who have experienced the humiliating bum's rush generally exit the hospital fuming.

"The doctor (Robin Kaminsky) wouldn't give me painkillers because she said they'd make me constipated," one disgruntled patient uttered up in disgust.

"What none sense."

Shocking, when you consider their published "Mission Statement".


For example, in their manual, St. John's specifically states that they have a commitment to addressing a patient's need for pain relief.

"Relieving your pain is important to us at St. John's. Keeping pain under control helps you recover faster with fewer problems," the manual asserts. "We will do everything to minimize your pain. Please let us know how we can help you."

Obviously, Kaminsky (and her fellow quack physicians) haven't read their own promotional "pap".

In the final analysis?

Their much bally-hooed pain scale - used to access pain for the purpose of providing suitable relief - is a load of hogwash.

Sometimes, the pain is actually inflicted by the Doctors and the nursing staff, by the way.

Patients have complained, for instance, that incompetent Nurses have often poked their veins numerous times before "getting it right" (inserting an IV in their arm for the purposes of drawing blood and injecting fluids).

And, so - on the heels of the traumatic "jabbing expedition" - they are often blessed with unsightly bruises and bloody open sores on their arms (with no apologies from the nursing staff or technicians).

Oftentimes, neglectful Doctors leave patients languishing on gurneys for hours on end, while they joke around and kibbitz with fellow hospital staff.

And, when it comes to a prognosis - well - physicians like Dr. Morris T. Gabie and Dr. Goldstein - don't have a clue.  After ordering a battery of costly physical exams and tests - and racking up exorbitant medical bills and doctors fees - patients are often released without any resolution of their ailments.

Uh-huh.

The poor losers are forced to schlepp off to another facility for a "second" opinion!

Regular staff at the Hospital are not much better when it comes to professional standards either.

One security guard was spotted cracking jokes about Condoleeza Rice on the telephone to a buddy on the other end while on duty on the hospital's buck (and as patients stared on in disgust).

Yup!

All round, there is a low sense of priority and a shocking lack of professionalism at St. John's in respect to medical care (common sense, and what-have-you!).

But, the problems don't only exist in the halls of the medical facility, no Sir.

For months - a huge mound of broken rubble, earth, and smelly waste - has been left at the front-edge of the property near the sidewalk without a clean-up in sight.

I wonder how many pedestrians and motorists have been subjected to nasty bouts of dust in the eyes or forced to breath hazardous fumes into their lungs daily as they innocently commute by St. John's garbage heap totally unaware of the potential hazard.

If you ask me, St. John's Hospital is a menace to the community-at-large.

Isn't it time the "authorities" stepped in and read them the riot act?

News at 11!

The Wise Man...quote by Julian Ayrs!

The 

Wise Man

surveys the terrain

before

embarking

on a journey

into the unkown

Julian Ayrs

The Daily Planet

A Collection of Poems

(and truisms)

Michael Phelps...is that a boner rising in the tub? Or, wishful thinking?

A publicity shot of Michael Phelps (leaked out before the Louis Vuitton ad campaign it was snapped for) laying back in an old sunken tub – sporting a speedo (of course, dahlinks!) – is causing temperatures to rise around the country.

And, it's not just because of Michael's sultry come-hither look!

Is it just my imagination, or is the studly Gold Medalist subtly aroused?

Me thinks, so.

That sure looks like a boner surfacing to me in those speedos (I've spied a few over the years, after all).

The provocative still was lensed by renowed photographer Annie Lebovitz.

I wonder, did Lebovitz also take on the task of “fluffer”?

Inquiring minds want to know!

Stay posted for updates.

Mr. Manners (aka Julian Ayrs)...women brushing hair on bus shows lack of class! And, bad manners!

Today, commuters were confronted with a nasty quarrel between two passengers which nearly erupted into fisticuffs and a brawl that nearly rolled-over into the mean streets of Los Angeles.

The ride was fairly uneventful, according to witnesses, until a twenty-something Latino gal reached up ceremoniously, unpinned her hair (at which point the whole "enchilada" fell below her shoulders in one fell swoop sending split ends this way 'n that), and began brushing the strands back vigorously into the faces of the passengers in the row of seats behind her.

Well, you can imagine how Mr. Manners reacted!

Depending on the hygiene of the woman, of course, it was unthinkable for the classless gal to subject all the passengers on a crowded bus to this kind of thoughtless “grooming” habit on the morning commute to work (or wherever she was schlepping to).

I expect quite a bit of head lice (nit and eggs, too) were suddenly scattered at least fifteen feet in every direction on the bus (judging by the length and breadth of the strong self-indulgent strokes she engaged in with a cheap oversize brush).

When one gent leaned over and pointed out that her rude behavior was upsetting the other passengers (and violating their space on the bus in the process) she fumed in broken English.

“People need shut up. I do what I want. You say nothing.”

At this juncture, she got up in a huff and stormed off the bus.

Sheesh!
The verdict is not in yet (as far as I am concerned) as to whether a gal making-up her face on a carrier is strictly taboo, too.

While a ballsy woman may not be “interfering” with another passenger’s space when she is sculpting her "look" by way of a dash of rouge on the cheeks and a dollop of ruby-red lipstick to the lips, I personally find the practice a bit tacky and vain.

Bottom line?

Mr. Manners urges that you do your grooming at home, gals!

Or, in the restroom at the office, before you slide behind your desk and clock in to work.

As Lady GaGa would say:

It's all in the details!

George Michael: "White Light" video rustles up 1.1 million YouTube views!

Ouch!

Who shot this tacky promotional still of George Michael for his new album cover?

He (or she) should be hung up by the balls (or clit) and the then tar-and-feathered in the town square, don't 'ya think?

After all, there's nothing a tad sexy, exciting, or even a bit intriguing about this bland unappealing image of a "middle-aged man" who is all teeth!

We want your "sex", George!

More sizzling stand-out "covers" like the one below are urged, too.

By the way, did I ever titter to my tattler readers about the time "George" cruised me at the park in Beverly Hills when I was wiping down my Mustang Convertible on a lazy Sunday afternoon?

More later on that junk; let's get to the business at hand.

"White Light" - George's new single - is out this weekend.

The official music video for “White Light” has received over 1.1 million views on YouTube so far!

Check it out:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SRAOG-BpNOw

"White Light" is my thank you to everybody who has been a part of my success. And I mean everybody, including the press!! Long may it continue," Michael gushed in a recent press release in tandem with the debut of the long-awaited tune destined to hit the charts and roar to the top?

Stay posted for updates!

Judith Crist (film reviewer)...to face tough criticism?

On the heels of the death of Judith Crist I mused about the obvious.

Now that the famed critic (respected, but also, abhorred by many giants in the industry) has passed to spirit, she faces a review of her own life by the toughest critics!

The editors who preside over the obituary pages (no doubt a posse of failed writers) – why – of course.

Ouch!

I trust they’ll be kind!


 

Pink...seals lucrative deal with Cover Girl! Beauty in spotlight!

Pink, to quote the Madison Avenue execs of yesteryear:

“You’ve come a long way, baby!”

Uh-huh.

The Pop Princess “Pink” has moved up in the ranks - from mesmerizing stage performer – to high-profile “Cover Girl”.

Yes, according to her handlers, Pink has just signed a lucrative contract with the girlie outfit, which is expected to catapult her into the lofty stratosphere alongside the likes of Drew Barrymore, Ellen DeGeneres, Taylor Swift, and Queen Latifah.

The dazzler was born Alecia Beth Moore on September 8 (1979) and is known as an American singer/songwriter and actress.

Pink was a band member with the R&B girl group, Choice, for three years before she released her first single "There you Go" which roared to commercial success on the Billboard Hot 100 (where it peaked at # 7).

Misundaztood, her second album, won critical raves and garnered commercial success to the tune of 13 million in sales.

The album produced four singles - "Get the Party Started", "Don't Let me Get me", "Just like a Pill", and "Family Portrait" - with each entering the Top 20.

Meanwhile, fans are excited about the prospect of snatching up her new album – The Truth About Love – due out September 16th.

Congrats, MySpace friend!