A new York Judge has ruled that Robert Burck, "the Naked Cowboy" can sue the makers 0f M&M's over a billboard and print ad that showed his likeness.
Michael Emerson, the diabolical Ben on televisions best show, 'Lost', has to be regarded as one of the finest actors in the medium after another tour de force on last night's episode. A former Emmy award winner for a similarly sinister role on 'The Practice' a few years back, I think that Mr. Emerson should grab a Giant Tote to carry his inevitable haul of awards that will happen after this season. It's a (John) Lock(e) for him to win!
Got the chance to see the much acclaimed, Best Picture Oscar winning 'No Country for Old Men' last night, and I must say that the flick was worthy of all the accolades that rained down upon it. One problem, though: the dutch boy haircut on Supporting Actor Oscar winner Javier Bardem. Although the strange coiffure lended a bit of menace to the already menacing visage of Anton Chigurgh, I think a nice Embroidered Cap would have saved Mr. Bardem from the barrage of questions about the offending hairdo... or would that be a hair-don't?
A New York woman bucked 200 million to 1 odds and delivered identical triplets last week, after using in vitro fertilization. Might be a good time to get some Lanyards with the names of those little dudes imprinted on them, before some kind of 'Parent Trap' situation ensues.
With John McCain having wrapped up the GOP nomination and Hillary and Barack slugging it out in the Democratic race, it's time to prepare for the party conventions. Might be a good idea to order some custom imprinted Foam Hands to show your support for whichever of these wonderful politicians the American public has to choose from... grrrrr!
With Shaquille O'Neal making his debut in a Phoenix Suns game recently, it might not be a bad idea for him to grab some big Umbrellas to ward off the unforgiving Arizona sunshine! Maybe some SPF 50 sunblock, too.
After a long and torturous football season in which nightmares (the Giants!) became true, it is my pleasure to say that Major League Baseball is back! Pay no attention to the Roger Clemens fiasco, the real Boys of Summer will soon be gracing our green fields and televisions across the land. We in Phillieland are more than excited about our boys chances this year after last season's breakthrough. The stinkin Mets can spend all the cash they want on free agents, but we are a team of destiny that will break a 25 year title drought in the City of Brotherly Love. So, snap up those tickets, grab some Stadium Cushions for support, and get out to the ballpark to root for the Fightin Phils, or whoever you hang your hopes on.
Super Bowl time once again... for those of us in Eagles country, this particular game proves to be a real dilemma. Rooting for the NFC Champion (yeah, I know it hurts even to type that!) New York Giants is sacreligious in these environs, so I'm not even going to go there. Cheering on the AFC Champion New England Patriots would probably be a good idea from a bettor's standpoint, but for myself I'd rather jam bamboo shoots up my fingernails. After all, the Pats ruined a dream trip to the Big Game for this author a few seasons ago as they squeaked by the beloved Birds. Fans of both sides can get some Spirit Towels made up to show their true colors, while those of us whose seasons ended early can use them as crying towels. An undefeated season for the Brady Boys versus the dreaded lesser Manning-led G-Men; what kind of choice is that?
Yes, it's the moment we've all been waiting for; Oprah Winfrey is going to launch her own TV network! Yay! Ms. Winfrey and Discovery Communications will team up to create OWN, or Oprah Winfrey Network, set to debut in 2009. The daytime yakker will serve as chairwoman of the fledgling network, and will be responsible for "programming, branding, and creative vision". Seeing what a true dud our favorite blabbermouth's venture into satellite radio has turned out to be, I'm thinking the writing is on the wall for this bold television project. How many lame, out of print novels can she recommend on a daily basis; how many weepy subjects that overweight housewives find fascinating can be dissected to fill half hour blocks 24 hours a day, seven days a week? Time will tell. In the meanwhile, instead of destroying your prized boob tube when you want to throw something at it, try tossing a Remote Control Stress Reliever at it. You'll not only relieve your Oprah-induced stress, you'll spare yourself pricy repair bills!
