Category — Bedding

My buddy Margot and I decided to veg out and watch tv, complete with ice cream and comforters wrapped around us. We watched a bit of Mr. and Mrs. Smith, which she proclaimed didn’t have enough sex to keep her attention. “If your not gonna see Brangelina get down and dirty, why watch such a stupid film”, she adds. Then, she grabs the remote and changes it to The N, where we encountered the wonderful world of “Degrassi: The Next Generation”.

Let me tell you, this show is deep. The friendship club, aka the Jesus Freaks led by some Indian kid, are demanding that the school squash a safer sex seminar. Why? Because abstinence is the only true way and clearly, by having a seminar that passes out condoms, kids will be forced to be more promiscuous. Hahaha, it was truly laughable how serious these kids were about abstinence. The episode ended with a member of the friendship club apologizing to his gay friend, said organizer of the seminar. I almost spit out my mouthful of ice cream all over my daybed when I heard some of this dialogue. No matter how ridiculous the plot, this show will last forever.

I was not impressed with Scarlett Johanssen’s performance at Coachella with Jesus & Mary Chain. And her dress looked like her mom had made it from some vintage bed skirts, ala Pretty in Pink. It was not flattering, especially with those red heels.

Thanks to the joys of video cameras, you can watch her back-up skills and decide for yourself.

Disturbia wins again at the box office for the third week in a row! I love the round-up at Defamer, really puts everything into perspective. I love their little joke about Shia’s agent laughing all the way to the bank. I can just imagine LaBeouf’s manager and/or agents throwing piles of money in air, jumping up and down in their Tommy Hilfiger sleepwear.

I wonder if Mark, the head writer at Defamer, took a long time deliberating over that joke, or does it come naturally to him. Imagine him or one of the staff writers in a dusty apartment haggering over each word on his discount sheets (cuz that advertising money doesn’t pay that much). Either way, the site is hilarious. You can be having a crap day and read Defamer and know there’s gonna be someone there for you to make cynical jokes about Hollywood. Defamer may be shopping at Rockaway bedding for luxurious sheets (unlike Shia’s agents), but he still knows how to spot cynics and fakes from a mile away.

Pajiba is having a comment diversion about the best break-up songs. What do you listen to alone in your DKNY sleepwear pining over love lost? Some readers are really pouring their heart out over there. When I think of high school, anything by The Cure really does the job. But especially, “Pictures of You”, that one still kinda turns the knife in my heart.

Anything by New Order, U2, or Depeche Mode comes in a close second. Remember your break-up while watching this vintage U2 video.

It makes me sad just remembering all this. Where’s my pint of bluebell ice cream when I need it?

Check out this trailer for the new romantic comedy from Amy Heckerling. It really goes for the cheap laughs, but I think Paul Rudd looks cute in it.

The funniest bit is when he answers the phone while on top of Michelle Pfieffer, who looks cute in whatever she wears, including that cute sleepwear outfit. I want to look as good as she does in her forties. David E. Kelley is a lucky duck. When he lies down on their tempur pedic matttress topper, he should think how lucky he really is to have such a good life. Even if his newest show, “Wedding Bells” got the can.