ps. there's a small, classy, upscale hotel in culver city? since when? i am from culver city. this description strikes me as odd, to say the least.

jessica simpson lost eighty pounds in two three months?

thanks for writing this. you are right.

i'm astonished that this is considered newsworthy. my father did much worse. & it's not just my father, this kind of stuff is common. & if there's not enough money no lawyer's gonna pick it up. [believe me, $180,000 is not enough money. in fact, it's just about the tip of what my father stole from me.] although maybe,…

alexander:

way to go, people. have they even noticed that now theyve killed the fetus too? two lives for the price of one. what a sad sad mess.

i wouldnt call any aspect of the abovenoted problem a whim.

if you watch the clips, in this case it's much milder than that.

this is horrible but also a bit disingenuous. if you look her up [i did] you will find that she's not precisely a virgin to law enforcement. she's what's known as an habitual offender. that's why they stopped her, that's why they did this.

anybody who's anybody hates the comment system. & for cause, i say, & plenty of it.

i thought this was hysterical so i made, how you say, a faux account just to see how it worked. i barely got passed its insistence on assigning me a racial preference [something i dont actually have], but i have to say, i couldnt get past the next page. square heads. oh dear.

oddest of all: paul simon undoubtedly has done, written & recorded while absorbed [in or by] a considerable amount of LSD while MIA may have never actually even seen it.

diane keaton—probably not. not weird sex, anyway. i'm sure she's had whatever she wanted of the more or less ordinary variety. only cos weird sex was not de rigueur until the last ten or twenty years. i mean, people had it, but only the people that really wanted it.

why is poop currently considered such a must in the world of reportage? not just here—but often here—articles & articles upon this particular subject are just spread across the webways these days. i get that we're all up for breaking all the remaining taboos the 60s & 70s did not quite annihilate but is this one that…

there are no intellectual salons—none of any type—in los angeles. not that i know of, anyway—& i used to run them. if you know of any i'd appreciate it if you posted them, i surely havent been able to find anything even vaguely comparable since the butt ends of mine—& i have looked—used to, anyway. right now it seems…

@disco2000_T :

i know it doesnt seem like it but when you let someone announce he "gets an eighth" & you dont specify pot & the article in which the quote runs is one about meth? it makes it sound like he gets an eight of speed. which will not help w/ the dentist. which will make the dental work, just like everything else, worse.

very good, for some reason i was seeing paramount in my ever tired mind. i know all these places, a&m, paramount, hollywood & la brea—it all looks way more familiar to me than anything that's there now. my exhusband lived on valentino, my cousin was vice president at a&m. at some point i think a&m became nickelodeon?…