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"It's so damn hot. Milk was a bad idea," - Will Ferrell, "Anchorman"


I made it back from New York City in one piece, my psyche firmly intact and a palpable sense of relief on my mind.

And I appreciate all the good wishes that came in during my hiatus as I just caught up on them today, which was a much nicer thing to return to than just a suitcase full of dirty clothes.

This weekend, I will be working up a detailed trip synopsis for a multi-post series starting Monday, as much for a mental scrapbook as anything, but I hope it's enjoyable to read as well.

Since I was running amok in the city all week and devoid of a computer and never saw a newspaper, I'm not really sure what went on in the world, but I'll give it a shot as I've got a better chance of remembering than Britney Spears who apparently shaved her head bald in-between short-lived rehab stints (up to lucky number 3 the last time I checked).


Spears is obviously a mess at the moment, but I am most concerned about her children because things have gone horribly awry when Kevin Federline becomes the one parent who has his shit together in a relationship. Those poor, poor kids.

It appears that Anna Nicole Smith will be buried in the Bahamas. One of the lawyers involved in the dispute says all sides have come to that understanding, with the exact details still to be worked out.


I am already tired of all these legal proceedings regarding Smith, a torrent which will likely drag on for years with the amount of money involved coupled with the greed-crazed dildos running the show, but it still seems wrong for her to be buried in the Bahamas.

I'm not sure where her resting place should be, however, somewhere far away from the island she fled to for a variety of reasons and ultimately lost her son on seems a poor choice.

In a story about Heather Mills that doesn't involve her impending divorce from Sir Paul McCartney, the former Beatle's estranged wife has reportedly signed on to compete in the fourth season of ABC's Dancing With the Stars.


There are so many awful, tasteless jokes about 'breaking a leg' or others a similar nature that I'm just going to leave them alone and simply wonder why she's wasting her time because she's about to rake McCartney for a boatload of money and doing reality TV is just a peculiar move.

In a bit of news about good-looking bastards who have it all, New England quarterback Tom Brady's ex-girlfriend, Bridget Moynahan, is three months pregnant and says he is the father.

Brady is currently galavanting around Europe with his new paramour, Gisele Bundchen, and has been fairly quiet on the pregnancy.



If he's not winning Super Bowls, Brady apparently dates and impregnates really good-looking women before moving onto super-models. It goes without saying that I hate/envy him.

In a related story, it was rumored this week that notorious playboy George Clooney and Reese Witherspoon were seen dining together.


In Touch recently floated the possibility that the admittedly commitment-phobic Sexiest Man Alive "may be interested in getting together" with the newly single actress.

I guees Clooney will be finding out if Reese is legally blonde or not. Ouch.

Sorry that the news was light this week as I feel vaguely out of touch with the world - or at least the real world - as I was living in a narcissistic bubble that finally burst and sprayed all over the East Coast.

How's that for an image? But let's end with a better one:


So, think about doing something crazy with your hair, always keep your knees bent while stretching and . . . and Happy Friday!

It's good to be home.

-BDS