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Kelly Clarkson sung Ave Maria for the Pope yesterday in Yonkers. And it was, of course, enchanting and beautiful.

And people wonder why I’m such a big fan… I mean come on!

I’ve seen hundreds of bad renditions of Without You.

But this one is so bad that it’s good.

I want to watch Bulgarian idol now!

Ahhhhhh!!!

Damn Halo! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! You’re moving in together????

I swear Peter Petrelli. If I didn’t happen to be aware of the fact that you have at least 17 different superhuman abilities, I’d be on the next plane to LA to snatch that cheerleader from your clutches!

I previously wrote about this on my previous blog. But I wanted to plug it here as well. Teen comic genius extraordinaire Michael Cera and Clark Duke teamed up to do a web series this past summer called Clark and Michael. You can still watch all of the episodes at clarkandmichael.com

A commenter on the other blog recently brough to my attention that web series are going to be eligible for the Primetime Emmys this year. And. Gosh Darnit. Clark and Michael is just so flippin’ funny. I’m tossin’ them my support.

You can read more at www.emmys.com

Hooray for New Media!

“is Danny Noriega a transvestite”

Apparently Google thought I had the answer to this question.

She’s so effing rad how can I help it! She won the oscar on Sunday night. Then on Monday some nude pictures of her ’surfaced’ on the internet. Scandalous! Considering she is a former stripper. But the greatest thing is the response on her myspace blog:

Hey! Did you guys hear about the “nude” (except not really) pics I voluntarily posted on the Internet myself? What a tantalizing “scoop!” Seriously, I thought nudity was only a scandal if it the photos were leaked by some crumb-bum rat or vengeful ex. I personally put my vag out there with pride, ladies and gents. And you bet your ass I’d do it again if the Beef Council would cough up the proper endorsement money.

Bitches are lucky I don’t get naked now. I’m built for comfort these days. However, tempt me long enough and I just might drop ‘em…

As I’ve said in the past, they can dress me up, they can give me awards, they can coach me on the right responses, and they can sand the callouses off my giant fucking feet, but I will always be me. And I will never be ashamed.

No secrets, ever. (Well, hardly any.) Just like I promised.

 

Click here if you want to see the pictures.

Girl is so effing bad ass in a totally non bad ass way. I just love love love her. I think we’re meant to be from afar. Too forward?

He’s #%@*&^’ Ben Affleck!

And what an amazing group of cameos….

Last night me and the folks at Nosedive bought ourselves a giant row of tickets to see Eddie Izzard at Union Square Theater. It was nothing short of amazing. I hadn’t personally seen any new material from him since the canonical Dressed to Kill, so to hear him back in his milieu was just hilarious. I got a big workout from laughing.

Yes yes he wasn’t dressed as a transvestite, but the jokes were good as ever, and we had pretty bitchin’ seats in a 500 seat theater that has nothing but good seats.

I also think he made the best argument for atheism throughout that I’ve ever heard. Ah, the power of laughter.