All hopes of a Designing Women reunion dashed.
Fill in your own Julia Sugarbaker Rant Madlib then read it aloud in an old money southern accent. It feels good.
Okay, I used to dream of creating my own satire of the NOH8 campaign called NOSTR8 and maybe one day I’ll realize that dream. Until then, there is DEFEC8…and my Queerty article about it.
I was literally–no joke–singing the praises of Brittany Murphy not 12 hours ago…and I wake up to find out she died this morning. This is the first celebrity death of 2009 that makes me sad and B. makes me nervous that the entire casts of the Real Housewives of Atlanta and New Jersey are going to die because I was talking about them last night, too. God, you can have all of them EXCEPT Kandi.
I don’t care if it’s based on a true story, Sandra Bullock’s new film, The Blind Side, makes me want to go blind and deaf and just die.
Admittedly, I have only seen the 2-and-a-half minute trailer, but I think I get it.
Bullock plays Leigh Anne, a Memphis socialite who is, as one reviewer describes, “always on the lookout for an opportunity to be a good Christian.” To make a long, stupid story short, Leigh Anne takes a homeless black youth into her huge house and makes him part of the family. Ebony & ivory forever!
The Blind Side is the perfect self-congratulatory cheese to pair with CRACKERS this holiday season.
Once a year, Ed Asner has to do it.
So does Weird Al Yankovic.
Camryn Manheim has to do it, too.
No, I’m not talking about a prostate exam. I’m talking about jury duty.
It was my privilege to wait in the LA County Superior Court Jury Assembly room all day, only to be escorted to security for taking these photos.

