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I read somewhere else that as part of pleading guilty to these crimes he wanted to see the evidence against him. That’s right—he was able to see the pictures and videos one last time before he accepted any deal.

Asshole.

Well, she won a bunch of awards, including an Oscar for Best Actress, for Blue Jasmine, a Woody Allen film. I think that tarnishes her Oscar and I’ve never looked at her the same since. I don’t like supporting actors and actresses who work with Woody Allen. It’s hard to do, since so many in Hollywood have worked with

“Look at that, he hit the fucking bull! Guy gets a free steak!”

As a Dodgers fan these stories make me feel slightly better about my mediocre team.

That was Frank and if he google him or just go to the Hell’s Kitchen wikipedia page you’ll see that he was demoted, somewhat, for what he said.

I made one like 10 years and I just recently rewatched it (dude and I have long since broken up). I am actually taking it as motivation to start working out. I looked really good if I say so myself and I think I can look better if I work out and eat better. Weird motivation isn’t it?

Unbiased and fair and completely non partisan. /s

I saw it Saturday night and a theater in SoCal. It was an amazing experience. People were crying and laughing and dancing in the aisles. When he performed “Purple Rain” people sang along. The movie itself is meh. Prince can’t really act and Morris Day eats up all the scenes he was in. But I feel like it was a pop

I’m going to go see "Purple Rain” and I’m super sad that My Bartender(tm) isn’t mourning Prince. He just told me, “Nah, I don’t really know any Prince songs.” I get it. I accept it. But this isn’t the world I live in! I’m gonna go in that movie theater and sing along to “Let’s Go Crazy” and have a Saturday night

I have friends who have worked with or encountered Pam Anderson at various times over the past 20+ years. Every single one of them said she was nice and gracious. The one that was a PA on one of her projects said that when she was stressed and obviously upset she just shut down. She didn’t want to talk to anyone and

That’s it, I’m done for today. I’m going to go enjoy the “Purple Rain” soundtrack and zone out.

I love me some shade all-around and side-eye shade is the best (I look to Rhianna for inspiration on this move), but Julia Roberts was just an all-around jerk with that t-shirt.

I feel the exact same way about both shows. I like Tarek and Christina. I think they’re a young couple who are trying to make it. I live in SoCal and I see women like Christina on a daily basis and she seems genuinely nice. Tarek is kind of a doofus who can’t hammer a nail to save his life, but he’s a businessman and

The first season of Flip or Flip was the first year of their flipping business. They were borrowing from their parents and maxing out their credit cards. By the second or third season they had become incredibly successful and so they could buy higher priced properties to flip with more financing options, including

This, right here. I’m a Chicana, first generation Mexican-American. I am educated and vocal and political. And the first way to piss me off is to talk down to those who helped pave MY way in this world. The moment she literally talked down to Dolores Huerta and turned her nose down on one of MY personal heroes she

Only people who don’t live here hate LA. Seriously, most of the people I know who live in LA love it. I live in LA. I love it. We all complain about the traffic and that public transportation is non-existent, but that’s the trade-off for living in a place where the weather is almost always great, the food options are

Too soon man. Too soon.

This is the love story we all need and deserve.

Feminism. You keep using that word. I do not it means what YOU think it means.

See, and here I thought journalists wanted people (i.e. men and women) to read their work. When anyone says stuff like this it makes me not want to read anything of theirs. Kind of self defeating. Then again, I’m a woman. What do I know?