They’re taking her side because she’s Andy Cohen’s best friend and Andy Cohen took her side. Andy Cohen is like the entertainment world president at this point.

Most people addicted to drugs relapse. The goal is to stay sober today — not for the next 25 years.

I think we’re talking about two totally different personalities who will never see eye to eye on this type of thing. And I’m saying this about all people in general. Lisa was genuinely interested in Eileen and Eileen felt it was intrusive. So Lisa was apologizing for something she just didn’t get. I can see why it…

... and Eileen is crazy AF...

Just a reminder, not everyone reading Gawker is 22.

The photographer doesn’t choose the art that goes out to the public. And s/he likely snapped hundreds of these in every combination you can imagine. So you’re saying the creative director didn’t like the girl. Most likely, the creative director/team just liked this photo.

It’s also a very good strategy for getting attention. PETA doesn’t give a shit about half the stuff they issue a press release on. But outrage makes news. A couple bloggers out there will finally see their name in print and if they know anything about digital marketing, will find a way to keep their name visible for…

I guarantee a research editor pointed this out, was shut down by Leive (notoriously uncompromising with researchers) and said researcher is being handed her ass right now. This is not too difficult to figure out and any first year fact checker knows “plus-size = (insert what Cindi defines as plus-size) / Amy Schumer =…

I didn’t doubt for a second that your fears are anxiety-fueled. I meant abusing and self medicating with narcotics and benzos: Vicodin, percocet, Xanax, Ambien, Klonopin. I believe it will be some combination of these or similar drugs that this woman died from.

Just stay away from pills. And heroin. You’ll be fine. (Just saved you a co-pay. You’re welcome.)

I read about 10 or so responses deep and haven’t seen a specific answer - but I’m going with pills. It’s similar to the Health Ledger, “It happens” comment a few down. He was on a bunch of pain killers combined with benzos. And maybe an Ambien (sedative/sleeping pill) thrown in there for the midnight munchies.

Wait - that’s the same person? So sad.

They were actually never divorced. The papers had been sitting in a judge’s queue when Odom had the brothel incident. But waiting several months for a judge’s signature, apparently, is not out of the ordinary. I think it took the couple a while to agree to divorce terms and then you just wait around for the final…

Wait, “large” is good now? Since when?

I won’t post any photos because it’s too morbid for me, but for some reason, people in the Victorian era loved having photo ops with their recently dead family members. The family propped them up, opened their eyes, and gathered ‘round for one last happy memory. They’re really freaky. Rich families did it with pets,…

I did imply the editorial side. I know the line is blurring more and more, but he certainly won’t ever be hired by a straight-up editor who doesn’t have some kind of sales quota to meet.

I have a personal anecdote about Trump. It may or may not explain his total lack of empathy. And I’m not trying to understand it. But the memory is really fresh and thought I would share. I was at a Knicks game with a friend. Our season-ticket seats were in the second row, often behind people like Tom Brokaw, and the…

Yeah? How so? I’ve been there a year and have been invited to the landlord’s house for every major holiday. She even bought me a gift certificate after month 3 for being a great tenant ($50 at Trader Joe’s. Not complaining). The landlord insisted on finding the second tenant so I guess you can blame her shitty vetting…

Be sure to include your victim complex. And then complain to anyone who says hello to you — especially before 9am. People love that.

A French writer (I lovingly call him: “fat, hairy crybaby” because someone will say #notallfrenchmalewriters) just got me evicted from my house. I would swear these are the same exact guys, but “fat, hairy crybaby” likes to write poems about beer and love lost. So not the same, but cut from the same cloth.