Week of 9/21/2020
1. Apology Not Accepted.
This is celeb apology 101. Joke about it, seem human and relatable and get a little vulnerable and say you’re working on it. I CALL BULLSHIT. “I am that person you see on TV, I’m also a real butthole.” I may have paraphrased here but listen, there’s a reason Ellen has had a reputation as a Hollywood douche for as long as she has. One scripted heartfelt apology isn’t going to fix the official investigation into her show and all of the people she’s mistreated for years. And if one more celebrity comes out to publicly say Ellen is amazing and has never treated them poorly I’m going to hulk smash my phone. SHE IS NICE TO OTHER FAMOUS PEOPLE….SHE IS NOT NICE TO COMMONERS. DUH TIMES A THOUSAND. Smooth moves to spin it on over to Twitch and his promotion v. quickly though. PEOPLE DON’T FORGET, ELLEN.
2. Arrived for Realz this time.
If you’ll recall my friend Kat has to get a face tat (hopefully it’ll just say Kat’s Face Tat like a fun Dr. Seuss permanent rhyme on her cheek…in the shape of a teardrop Lil Wayne style obviously) because she fake scooped me on this baby’s arrival a week ago. When I sent her the evidence that this little nugget is here, she was quick to point out that those look like week old baby hands and she might still be right. I think that’s a solid counterpoint because I do believe this baby’s hands look like that of a small toddler so I guess she’s free to keep her moneymaker free of ink…for now. Obviously my eyes rolled out of my head at the black and white hand holding announcement. GET A NEW FORMULA PEOPLE. And we will wait with the most anticipation for a name announcement. Both Kat and I think it has a large potential to be weird considering both parents names and heritages but maybe they’ll shock us all with a plain bagel name. Celebrities really know how to keep us on our toes.
3. I Love Me (Reprise.)
I hate to say told ya so but…..who am I kidding, I LIVE FOR THIS SHIT. I caaaaallllllleeedddd this. IN fact, just a one day ago I was telling a friend who doesn’t follow Demi that closely about her engagement, recapping how it was a relationship that started at the beginning of quarantine and they were engaged by summer and it’s been just a couple of years since Demi was literally brought back from the dead after a heroin overdose and mark my words I said, yeah this isn’t going to last. AND THEN IT DIDN’T. Am I a psychic? Probably. Or I just know my girl Demi. She needs some time alone to work on herself. She needs to be single for a hot minute. I may be tough on her on this blog a lot but I JUST WANT WHAT’S BEST FOR HER, GAWD!!! Shocking to no one, they spent quarantine in a bubble of honeymoon phase sex all the time, no commitments or real jobs bliss and thought hey this is great let’s do this forever! But not so fast… once they had to go back to work again, things weren’t so peachy anymore. Also turns out Max is a real fame whore and was loving all the newfound publicity and attention. If I find out he took advantage of a fragile, poor Demi to up his ranks in H’wood, I’ll smack that pretty boy face of his back to the Disney channel. Fingers crossed this is a good move for my bestie and she can get back on track now bumping the below beat (or my self confidence playlist) and reminding herself that she’s a badass bitch who don’t need no man and focusing on her sobriety. YOU GOT THIS DEMI.
4. Moore Babies.
What a Mandy Moore announcement. I feel like she’s become this folklore fairy that has Sunday music sessions with her indie band husband so of course her pregnancy news comes via blurry black and white photos. I’m a Mandy stan so I’m thrilled for this news. She got rid of that dirtbag Ryan Adams who not only looked like he needed a shower for the past ten years but also messed with her head throughout their whole marriage and I’m happy that she’s happy and moving forward with her life even though every time she’s interviewed someone inevitably brings Ryan up.
5. Every Party Has a Pooper.
Well this is a total weird move to resurrect a 30 year old movie that already had a sequel. I don’t hate it because I’ll forever sing the classic: every party has a pooper that’s why we invited you GEORGE BAHHHHHHNKKKKS song, and yet this “trailer” leaves much to the imagination as to what we’re really supposed to expect here. Is it another full movie? Is it just a meta reunion via zoom? Who are the extra special appearances? Why is it premiering at dinner time on a Friday? WHAT A TEASER THIS IS. Guess we’ll have to tune in to find out tonight!
BONUS: Ladies Night Special
Channing has been hitting the weights again recently and he wants everyone to see his six pack. Thanks for the update, Chan. Much appreciated. If I was still thirteen and cutting up the Abercrombie & Fitch shopping bags to decorate my textbooks (and hang on the back of my door) you bet your bottom dollar this black and white shot of the Chanster’s naked torso would be front and center.
The Salty Ju 