It’s one thing to come across knife-wielding nudists (WARNING: NSFW… not safe for anywhere, really) on Flickr.
It’s quite another to come across… Rosie O’Donnell in curlers.
Sometimes I hate you, intertubes.
It’s one thing to come across knife-wielding nudists (WARNING: NSFW… not safe for anywhere, really) on Flickr.
It’s quite another to come across… Rosie O’Donnell in curlers.
Sometimes I hate you, intertubes.
Vincent Gallo may just be the creepiest man in Hollywood.
Then again, if he can get $100,000 a weekend as a sailor-suited escort, he may just be the greatest gigolo of all time.
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To my mind, nothing says “supportive father-to-be” quite like pumping your wife full of curry and then giving her an adult pacifier.
In case you didn’t already hate the man for his art (or the housing development inspired by it), there’s some new dirt on self-proclaimed Painter of Lightâ„¢ Thomas Kinkade… the juiciest bits (emphasis added):
In sworn testimony and interviews, they recount incidents in which an allegedly drunken Kinkade heckled illusionists Siegfried & Roy in Las Vegas…“I think it was Roy or Siegfried or whatever had a codpiece in his leotards,” Dandois testified. “And so when the show started, Thom just started yelling, ‘Codpiece, codpiece,’ and had to be quieted by his mother and Nanette.”
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And then there is Kinkade’s proclivity for “ritual territory marking,” as he called it, which allegedly manifested itself in the late 1990s outside the Disneyland Hotel in Anaheim.
“This one’s for you, Walt,” the artist quipped late one night as he urinated on a Winnie the Pooh figure, said Terry Sheppard, a former vice president for Kinkade’s company, in an interview.
Hey, Handsome Dick Cheney finally admitted to doing something! My favorite part of the conversation:
Q: Well, what — you must have recognized, though, with all your experience in Washington, that this was going to be a big story.
THE VICE PRESIDENT: Well, true, it was unprecedented. I’ve been in the business for a long time and never seen a situation quite like this. We’ve had experiences where the President has been shot; we’ve never had a situation where the Vice President shot somebody.
Q: Not since Aaron Burr.
THE VICE PRESIDENT: Not since Aaron Burr –
Q: Different circumstances.
THE VICE PRESIDENT: Different circumstances.
Just had a disturbing dream. At least I assume it was disturbing — I don’t remember the specifics, but I know two things:
Suck on that, Freudians.
Er… yeah.
An indication of how scattered my brain has become:
I just opened the fridge to get a drink… and realized that I’d been refrigerating the lid from last night’s stir-fry. Not the whole wok, mind you — just the lid.
On the upside, I’ve been dubbing off Daily Shows for G, and got to hear John Irving say the following about Kurt Vonnegut:
I just Heimliched the —- out of him!
I’ll sleep well tonight.