Friday is Shiny!
Friday is shiny! Here are your entertainment headlines for December 8, 2006:
ONE MORE TIME: So apparently now there are reports that Britney is a pill popper. Or rather, that she had prescriptions for Paxil and Xanax in her hand bag at a club, or something. No one saw her TAKE the pills, but she had them, and of course, that couldn't possibly be for legitimate purposes. Sorry, I'm very defensive of Britney, and of people on medication, so when someone like Perez prints that Britney is mixing drugs and alcohol and makes the judgement call that, in his professional opinion as a "writer" with no sense of decency or integrity, "Mixing these drugs (and possibly other) drugs with alcohol is extremely dangerous" I tend to get a little pissed off.
First off, I've been on Paxil before. I was pretty much tranqualized with the shit for over a year. No really. I weighed under 100 pounds and was on 45 milligrams a day. I know people three times my weight we were on half as much. It's really hard to OD on Paxil or any kind of anti-depressent or anti-anxiety medication. Now, being that this was my senior year of college, I drank a lot while on Paxil. They say not to. But really, the only thing that happens is that it makes your tolerance lower. You can't get high off Paxil, period.
I've never taken Xanax, but from what I understand, it's a lot like Paxil but faster-acting. It calms you down. Britney just had a baby. Really, she just had two. She's in the middle of a divorce, and the paparazzi are hounding her. I'm not surprised she's on meds, both of which deal heavily with anxiety.
Further, I find it really ironic that Courtney Love is talking trash, saying that she stayed home every day with Francis Bean for a year. Yes, Courtney. Everyday, shooting up heroin. Good job with that. Your kid is going to be totally not traumatized or anything. You're such a good mom, doing your partying at home where no one could see you.
BUT ALSO: Okay, I'm done. I don't know why I get so pissed off about this Britney shit, but I do. Actually, the other day lecksee and I had a discussion about Cameron vs Britney, and which is worse-beating the crap out of paparazzi, or flashing them. Because as much as Cameron likes to sue paparazzi for assault, she did actually beat one up last year or something, so you know. That's fun, I guess. I maintain that, while it is funnier and classier to beat them up than it is to flash them your vagina, I don't approve of violence. And yes, I know that the paparazzi are out of hand like, a LOT, but that doesn't give anyone the right to go around committing violent acts. There's a reason that we have a government and a way to lobby it. The proper recourse of action to take is to appeal to your lawmakers to try to get them to enact laws that protect you against privacy invasion. And if you're Cameron Diaz, and a millionaire, you certainly have the power and money to get an actual audience with your lawmakers.
So really, I prefer the vagina-flashing method. Violence is not the answer, yo.
RIDIN' DIRRTY: So 50 Cent and the Mayhem are hanging out now? Or did they just get their picture taken together? I'm trying really hard to care about Mayhem, but he's such an assface that I can't do it. And 50 bores me. I like Nelly. I like his band aide. That guy needs a comeback.
WANT YOU BACK: Lots of break ups this week. Adam Brody and Rachel Bilson. Lance and Reichen. Then NOT Lance and Reichen. Pam Anderson and Kid Rock. I can't keep my stories straight anymore, I just know that it's really amusing that on tabloid covers at the grocery, they call Kid Rock 'Kid.'
SOME GIRLS: Try to use JC Chasez as a decoy tactic. Apparently, he and Karina Smirnoff aren't dating, and when asked about the event he supposedly attended with her, he said, "Karina who?" I listened to the interview, it was pretty hilarious. He sounded like he was about to die of exhaustion, and this DJ's trying to get the skinny on some chick JC can't even remember meeting, much less dating.
AND THE NOMINATIONS ARE: Grammy time! The nominations are in and, you know, it's pretty much as expected. Mary J Blige and Red Hot Chili Peppers both got lots. Justin got 4. People were surprised by Justin not getting a nomination for Best Pop Vocal Single, or whatever, but I mean… come ON. What were they going to nominate-SexyBack? There are hardly any vocals ON it. He did get nominated for Pop Album, so that's nice. I was also very pleased to see that Ani Difranco got nominated for, um, best album package, or something. I don't know what that is, but sure.
28 DAYS LATER: So, who saw the first twenty minutes of Supernatural and can tell me what happened, because my tivo randomly decided to not tape it anymore? I did see the rest. Very interesting. But I feel like maybe there's something wrong with me, or I'm not watching it right or something, because the whole thing kind of left me cold. Everyone else is freaking out and so excited and all, "I LOVE MY SHOW!" and I'm just sort of like, "Eh, it was okay. It was no Battlestar."
I think Battlestar and Buffy have ruined me for normal television. Sigh.
SAVE THE CHEERLEADER: And no, I don't mean Heroes. Friday Night Lights was amazing this week. I was all ready to hate Lilah Garrity with the fire of a million suns, and instead she made me cry. She fucked up. Girls are so MEAN. But her daddy was there for her. Oh, and the rest of the show was good too.
SAVE THE WORLD: But now I am talking about Heroes, which is probably my favorite new show of the season. If you're not watching this show, you are seriously missing out. So now we know who and what Sylar is. And it's scary, and gross. I'm never going to the watch maker again, that's for fucking sure.
So he like, eats their brains or something? Absorbs their powers? Kind of like Peter, only in a cannibal way. That's pretty twisted, Heroes.
Other shocking things: the black guy CAN talk, and he's not going to fuck with Claire's memory, which is sweet of him. Mahinder is still hot. Peter's going to absorb Radioactive Boy's powers and accidentally nuke the city. So um. Maybe he was actually *supposed* to die in that fall, so the whole nuking thing didn't happen? I find myself strangely bored by the whole Jessica/Mom storyline. Probably because I don't see how it's connected and because her power sucks balls. I mean, when your power is that you have a psycho killer as a split personality, that's retarded. She got the shaft.
18 MONTHS AGO: Battlestar Galactica is still the best show on television. Just watch it. Or I will have you assassinated.
MEANWHILE, IN LA: Okay, I admit it. I caught up on South of Nowhere after not taping for a few weeks because, um, I had to take The Ghost Whisperer instead. Hush. But now I'm caught up. And I have to say, this show? Is the best depiction of a coming out that I have ever seen. It so perfectly documented the confusion and anger and hurt. Plus, I could stare at Mandy Musgrove all day. She's fucking HOT.
And that's it for this week. NaNo is over (even if it's never over) so I'm back. Sort of. Oh, and everyone should check out the latest episode of slashcast, in which I discuss my true feelings about gay marriage, emmagrant01 interviews Henry Jenkins about the future of slash and fandom (very very interesting! Go listen!!), and Emma, Char and I babble on about ratings and canon and other stuff.
ONE MORE TIME: So apparently now there are reports that Britney is a pill popper. Or rather, that she had prescriptions for Paxil and Xanax in her hand bag at a club, or something. No one saw her TAKE the pills, but she had them, and of course, that couldn't possibly be for legitimate purposes. Sorry, I'm very defensive of Britney, and of people on medication, so when someone like Perez prints that Britney is mixing drugs and alcohol and makes the judgement call that, in his professional opinion as a "writer" with no sense of decency or integrity, "Mixing these drugs (and possibly other) drugs with alcohol is extremely dangerous" I tend to get a little pissed off.
First off, I've been on Paxil before. I was pretty much tranqualized with the shit for over a year. No really. I weighed under 100 pounds and was on 45 milligrams a day. I know people three times my weight we were on half as much. It's really hard to OD on Paxil or any kind of anti-depressent or anti-anxiety medication. Now, being that this was my senior year of college, I drank a lot while on Paxil. They say not to. But really, the only thing that happens is that it makes your tolerance lower. You can't get high off Paxil, period.
I've never taken Xanax, but from what I understand, it's a lot like Paxil but faster-acting. It calms you down. Britney just had a baby. Really, she just had two. She's in the middle of a divorce, and the paparazzi are hounding her. I'm not surprised she's on meds, both of which deal heavily with anxiety.
Further, I find it really ironic that Courtney Love is talking trash, saying that she stayed home every day with Francis Bean for a year. Yes, Courtney. Everyday, shooting up heroin. Good job with that. Your kid is going to be totally not traumatized or anything. You're such a good mom, doing your partying at home where no one could see you.
BUT ALSO: Okay, I'm done. I don't know why I get so pissed off about this Britney shit, but I do. Actually, the other day lecksee and I had a discussion about Cameron vs Britney, and which is worse-beating the crap out of paparazzi, or flashing them. Because as much as Cameron likes to sue paparazzi for assault, she did actually beat one up last year or something, so you know. That's fun, I guess. I maintain that, while it is funnier and classier to beat them up than it is to flash them your vagina, I don't approve of violence. And yes, I know that the paparazzi are out of hand like, a LOT, but that doesn't give anyone the right to go around committing violent acts. There's a reason that we have a government and a way to lobby it. The proper recourse of action to take is to appeal to your lawmakers to try to get them to enact laws that protect you against privacy invasion. And if you're Cameron Diaz, and a millionaire, you certainly have the power and money to get an actual audience with your lawmakers.
So really, I prefer the vagina-flashing method. Violence is not the answer, yo.
RIDIN' DIRRTY: So 50 Cent and the Mayhem are hanging out now? Or did they just get their picture taken together? I'm trying really hard to care about Mayhem, but he's such an assface that I can't do it. And 50 bores me. I like Nelly. I like his band aide. That guy needs a comeback.
WANT YOU BACK: Lots of break ups this week. Adam Brody and Rachel Bilson. Lance and Reichen. Then NOT Lance and Reichen. Pam Anderson and Kid Rock. I can't keep my stories straight anymore, I just know that it's really amusing that on tabloid covers at the grocery, they call Kid Rock 'Kid.'
SOME GIRLS: Try to use JC Chasez as a decoy tactic. Apparently, he and Karina Smirnoff aren't dating, and when asked about the event he supposedly attended with her, he said, "Karina who?" I listened to the interview, it was pretty hilarious. He sounded like he was about to die of exhaustion, and this DJ's trying to get the skinny on some chick JC can't even remember meeting, much less dating.
AND THE NOMINATIONS ARE: Grammy time! The nominations are in and, you know, it's pretty much as expected. Mary J Blige and Red Hot Chili Peppers both got lots. Justin got 4. People were surprised by Justin not getting a nomination for Best Pop Vocal Single, or whatever, but I mean… come ON. What were they going to nominate-SexyBack? There are hardly any vocals ON it. He did get nominated for Pop Album, so that's nice. I was also very pleased to see that Ani Difranco got nominated for, um, best album package, or something. I don't know what that is, but sure.
28 DAYS LATER: So, who saw the first twenty minutes of Supernatural and can tell me what happened, because my tivo randomly decided to not tape it anymore? I did see the rest. Very interesting. But I feel like maybe there's something wrong with me, or I'm not watching it right or something, because the whole thing kind of left me cold. Everyone else is freaking out and so excited and all, "I LOVE MY SHOW!" and I'm just sort of like, "Eh, it was okay. It was no Battlestar."
I think Battlestar and Buffy have ruined me for normal television. Sigh.
SAVE THE CHEERLEADER: And no, I don't mean Heroes. Friday Night Lights was amazing this week. I was all ready to hate Lilah Garrity with the fire of a million suns, and instead she made me cry. She fucked up. Girls are so MEAN. But her daddy was there for her. Oh, and the rest of the show was good too.
SAVE THE WORLD: But now I am talking about Heroes, which is probably my favorite new show of the season. If you're not watching this show, you are seriously missing out. So now we know who and what Sylar is. And it's scary, and gross. I'm never going to the watch maker again, that's for fucking sure.
So he like, eats their brains or something? Absorbs their powers? Kind of like Peter, only in a cannibal way. That's pretty twisted, Heroes.
Other shocking things: the black guy CAN talk, and he's not going to fuck with Claire's memory, which is sweet of him. Mahinder is still hot. Peter's going to absorb Radioactive Boy's powers and accidentally nuke the city. So um. Maybe he was actually *supposed* to die in that fall, so the whole nuking thing didn't happen? I find myself strangely bored by the whole Jessica/Mom storyline. Probably because I don't see how it's connected and because her power sucks balls. I mean, when your power is that you have a psycho killer as a split personality, that's retarded. She got the shaft.
18 MONTHS AGO: Battlestar Galactica is still the best show on television. Just watch it. Or I will have you assassinated.
MEANWHILE, IN LA: Okay, I admit it. I caught up on South of Nowhere after not taping for a few weeks because, um, I had to take The Ghost Whisperer instead. Hush. But now I'm caught up. And I have to say, this show? Is the best depiction of a coming out that I have ever seen. It so perfectly documented the confusion and anger and hurt. Plus, I could stare at Mandy Musgrove all day. She's fucking HOT.
And that's it for this week. NaNo is over (even if it's never over) so I'm back. Sort of. Oh, and everyone should check out the latest episode of slashcast, in which I discuss my true feelings about gay marriage, emmagrant01 interviews Henry Jenkins about the future of slash and fandom (very very interesting! Go listen!!), and Emma, Char and I babble on about ratings and canon and other stuff.