Not an excuse, but cabs are/were always very difficult to track down unless you live in a major city. I know all too many horrible idiots who had bitched in the past about that in the small-ish city where I live, and therefore they’d drive themselves.

Eyes aren’t bloodshot and he had a major surgery a few months ago. I’m guessing drugs.

They were already divorced at that point though...

Maybe, but Tiger Woods has demonstrated that he can make perfectly shitty decisions without the sauce.

I actually remember having the thought, back in the mid 90s when Tiger arrived on the scene, that somehow this guy would be immune from aging, would be vibrant and exciting and youthfully exuberant for decades. Now, he’s only 41, but looks like the guy who used to sit outside my gym in the East Village in 15 layers of…

Am I the only one who thinks the inclusion of William speaking about his late mother in Dirt Bag is in shitty taste?

Jesus that is terrifying.

I was wondering how long before a Jez commenter mentioned his hair loss.

That mugshot is an all-timer. Of course, he could have taken one too many pain pills and gone out for a bagel or something. Percs are strong stuff.

That makes sense. Ever since Elin left with the kids he has wanted his baby back baby back baby back

Things I don’t like: Crowds, sweating, swimming in the ocean, and being in direct sunlight. So no, I do not enjoy the beach.

I can confirm that beaches are terrible.

I don’t hate it, but I don’t particularly love it either, which is a traitorous thing for a Jersey girl to say apparently. I just prefer the woods and the mountains. I do like sitting on the beach in the late afternoon/at sunset or taking a walk at night when it’s cool, and I enjoy strolling the boardwalks and tourist…

I used to love the beach, but now with my messed up knees it’s too hard to walk on the sand and I can’t swim in the ocean because it’s too hard to get in and out.

I like going to the beach, but I do hate other people going to the beach too.

I’ve been to the beach 5 times my entire life.
The first time, I was 4 and almost drowned when my little inter-tubey got hit by a wave and flipped me upside down with my head in the water and my feet in the air. My adult peeps weren’t paying attention.... luckily a group of elderly ladies that had been doing ocean…

Hate the beach. Loved it growing up in the Midwest (those occasional trips to Florida), but living in Northern California cured me of it. I like lakes, rivers, creeks, etc. but fuck the beach.

I love the ocean. The beach can fuck off, though.