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Sorry to disappoint, but I have not been spirited by the rapture… just experiencing an influx of real life. Not cool!

In somewhat shocking news, especially considering all of the ballyhooing NBC did, the latest iteration of Wonder Woman isn’t getting picked up for the fall season. The series was supposed to empower the character as a “modern woman” who just so happened to run a billion dollar corporation AND fight crime in American Apparel sparkly blue leggings.

From Dlisted:

Entertainment Weekly said that test audiences weren’t really into David E. Kelley’s idea of Wonder Woman as a powerful CEO who crime fights at night and has real lady problems. Just picture Wonder Woman crying into a bowl of raw cookie dough as Vonda Shepard sings a torch song. NBC also had their doubts about the costume. When the Internet ripped it into a million pieces, the costume department tried to fix it, but it wasn’t enough.”

Personally, I’m not too sad to see this one skipped. While it’s nice to see empowering woman on film, David E. Kelley’s vision just didn’t do it for me. That and Adrianne Palickwas a little too… porny? Call me a snob, but for me it’s either AMC shows like Mad Men or trash on Bravo. I just can find anything I like in the middle, especially when surgically enhanced cleavage and laughable costumes are involved.

 

gaga being so edgy last summer at a met's game

Perhaps more notably, did you know there’s an charity known simply as The Robin Hood Foundation? And it’s exactly what you think- a bunch of filthy rich people giving back to the poor. How… clever? So who better than a spoiled upper middle class famewhore to perform!

Apparently Gaga broke a nail in the middle of her speech, and showed it off to the audience of the up to $250,000 per table gala, giving them the bird. She’s. So. Edgy.

According to Page Six:

“The generous bigwigs coughed up $11 million in donations via credit card machines on each table to help Afghanistan and Iraq war veterans and fight poverty while the night took in more than $47 million. Bidding on a recording session with the Black Eyed Peas reached $400,000.”

Snark aside, that’s a lot of cash from our nation’s richest dudes (let’s face it- there aren’t many billionaire ladies out there), so applaud their tax shelters and Ms. Gaga for performing.

No. Just no. We are in a RECESSION, ladies! This is not the big-haired, trophy wife of a Texas oil magnate heyday of the 80′s, so put the Aquanet DOWN and hide the teasing comb.

While I will give SJP credit for distracting from her emaciated, fat free face, Cheryl Cole, a long time tabloid favorite across the pond, is committing a crime of serious hotness murdering degree.

 

Image: Kevin Winter/Getty Images; Demis Maryannakis, PacificCoastNews.com

After a long sabbatical in the real world (gross), I’m back with some time to blog! First order of business, revamping the design….

Until then? PUPPIES!



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E! Online is dishing some Foxian dirt saying a previous anonymous letter bashing my lady crush is boo-hooing bull. The newest source is saying that Fox is incredibly shy and awkward, which gawking crew fanboys could interpret as the pretty girl curse, aka being bitchy.

Now, I’m no Megan Fox, but outside of LA I’d probably shore pretty high on the 10 scale. That said, I also happen to be embarassingly awkward and never know how to take a compliment. Case in point? When I briefly sashayed around a fancy bar as a cocktail waitress in my home city of Denver, even the least cute of the bunch would get hit on waaay more than me. Why? Because I’m cagey around people I don’t know and can’t feign interest or attraction to save my life (read: I’d make a terrible lap dancer).

Cleary I’m digressing here, but I’m starting to question my recent dalliances in Hollywood (Emma Stone…). If Ms. Fox is merely a wallflower in foxy (zing!) clothing, did I miss my calling as a terrible actress on the cover of every mag in the land? Hindsight is a bitch!

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Spotting leaving Baby Blues BBQ (random!) in West Hollywood, CA.

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Omg omg BSG…
Apologies. Had a little moment there.

While Battlestar Galactica may have gone the way of it’s battered namesake ship, creators Ronald D. Moore and Michael Taylor have teamed up with director Peter Berg to introduce a new made for TV movie to the Fox Network. Virtuality is in the same vein as the critically acclaimed BSG, but will doubtfully unseat the series as the creators’ flagship accomplishment.

After 10 years of wandering outerspace, the ship Phaeton and its crew are suddenly implored into saving Earth. In the meantime, to keep the crew occupied and well, sane, the ship offers a virtual reality console for entertainment, which releases a malicious virus onto the spacecraft. Suddenly confronted with two major problems, the crew slowly begins to unravel all while being filmed for a reality show back on Earth.

Not one to reveal major plot points, spoilers or a snarky opinion on sci-fi, reviews for this TV movie are up to the individual viewer. Tried and true sci-fi fans are notoriously difficult to please, so it wouldn’t be a big shock if Virtuality failed, especially considering its mediocre summer-time Friday slot.

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Lou Diamond Phillips won (ed. note: is it really winning if no one’s watching?) NBC’s “I’m a Celebrity…Get Me Out of Here!” beating out such, um… other people like Sanjaya Malakar, Janice Dickinson and Heidi Montag’s sister (another ed. note: really?). She-wrestler Torrie Wilson came in second and ex-NBA star John Salley ended up in third place.

The 47-year-old actor, like the other contestants, was fighting for a charitable donation of his choice. Art Has a Heart, a non-profit scholarship organization received a majority of the program’s purse, though the other contestants’ charities didn’t go away empty handed.

Speaking of charity, Heidi and Spencer mercifully spared the viewing public their presence on the reunion show. The vapid twosome were notoriously diva-tastic on the show, attempting to break their contract and leave multiple times before Heidi fell ill with an ulcer, thus freeing them of winning money. For a charity.

Can we nominate LA’s own Shadow Dancer next year? He can be contacted at the corner of Robinson Blvd. and Burton Ave. rockin’ out in front of a storefront window. He may also be on Twitter.

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