Refaced Scientologist Greta Van Susterin interviews molten hot First Lady wannabe Callista Gingrich. Keep an eye on her hair.
Rockin’ it old school… Linda Hopkins.
From 1934′s “Down to Their Last Yacht,” the strangest big musical number of the era. It just keeps getting better, and by better, I mean I can’t believe it. Wait for the ship scene.
They’re back! Rose Parade hosts Bob Eubanks of “The Newlywed Game” and “Stephanie Edwards” of Lucky supermarket commercials (yeah, they’re gone) will once again bore the minions with details on the making of the ridiculous floats sailing down Colorado Blvd. in Pasadena today.
Last year, Stephanie said she was going to put nuts on her face.
I’m looking forward to seeing how that worked out for her.
Kim Kardashian is tweeting some, er, titillating news regarding a possible Barbie in her likeness. This makes perfect sense, since every red-blooded parent wants her daughter to emulate a failed porn star.
Kim tweeted at the Ken doll (yes, I really wrote that, and yes, Ken is on the Twitter, and yes, I said “the Twitter” ironically), “Merry Christmas Barbs @Barbie Style! Long time no see! What did Ken get you for Christmas? Miss you doll!” Then, “Barbie” responded, “Happy Doll-idays to you too @KimKardashian! See you in 2012?”
Well-hung rap star, lummox basketballer and vapid sisters all sold separately. Mercifully, there’s no indication that the doll will speak.
In other Barbie news, Donna Douglas (below, left), whose life has been consigned to being Elly Mae Clampett of “The Beverly Hillbillies,” has just won a settlement against Mattel for using her likeness without permission.
Amy asked me, “Does the Kim doll come with Botox?” I don’t know where she learns these things.
After Michael Lohan’s second arrest in as many days, I thought I’d put together a Stupidgraph™ to help understand why our culture is such a mess.
Winning imbecile Charlie Sheen, Khloe Kardashian mugshot, Danielle Staub and her eyebrows, momager Dina Lohan, polidiot Michele Bachmann, surgified dumbster Heidi Montag, slap-happy numbskull Chris Brown, box-of-rocks dumb Lindsay Lohan, starfaced tattoo girl, reality trash Snooki, country bankrupter George W. Bush, millionaire dumbfuck Kim Kardashian, Jersey emptyhead ‘The Situation’, Tea Party leader Sarah Palin, table-turner Teresa Giudice, and balcony jumper Michael Lohan.
Bad taste and the lack of any taste at all — always mystifying to me. Some people like plastic crap. Witness the “napkin holder” in the above photo, for sale on eBay.
If you do feel compelled to display your cocktail napkins, I suppose this is one way to do it… but why?
This, I think, begins a new feature on Chexydecimal.
Mattel’s Magic 8 Ball, that fascinating decision maker for the “I don’t know” crowd (you know who you are). What’s inside, you ask? Signs point to me telling you.
Inside that little black sphere is an icosahedron… here’s a nice rotating one. And no, Tippi Icosahedron was not in “The Birds.” (Sorry, Morgan.)
There are, you math whizzes know, 20 possible answers inside the ball…
● It is certain
● It is decidedly so
● Without a doubt
● Yes – definitely
● You may rely on it
● As I see it, yes
● Most likely
● Outlook good
● Signs point to yes
● Yes
● Reply hazy, try again
● Ask again later
● Better not tell you now
● Cannot predict now
● Concentrate and ask again
● Don’t count on it
● My reply is no
● My sources say no
● Outlook not so good
● Very doubtful
I would like to add my own 20 answers to a Magic 8-Ball, inspired by my sage grandmother, who had all the answers:
Why you asking me?
Do I bother you with such nonsense?
You think I know?
Yeah, sure, if you think so.
You really want my answer?
Ich vais nisht!
You need to ask?
Go know!
I have no idea.
You already know the answer.
Sit down until you know.
You really want an answer from a plastic ball?
I never thought about it.
Ask him!
Ask her!
Why ask?!
If you have to ask…
Seriously, you’re a putz.
I’m not in the mood for your questions.
Why?
The 8-Ball, as we know it now, was created in 1950. But the original gizmo was invented by one Albert C. Carter, who based the original design on one his clairvoyant mother used. Then a guy named Max Levinson and his brother-in-law Abe Bookman partnered with Alabe Crafts in 1946, and they sold it as the Syco-Seer. Not a good name, although they had it inside a glitzy crystal ball. Brunswick Billiards turned it into the 8 ball in 1950. Mattel somehow got a hold of it.
Illustration: Fashionably Geek
for Beck, who would have been 104 this week.
Before Kardashians and Real Housewives, there were sitcoms… like “The Flying Nun.” Crap is timeless.
That’s a “Flying Nun” lunchbox, with Sally Field as the aeronautical sister, and her annoying nunnery mates, Madeleine Sherwood (left) as the Reverend Mother and Marge Redmond as Sister Jacqueline. I was more interested in Alejandro Rey as Carlos Ramirez, but I didn’t know why.
Alejandro died of lung cancer in 1987 at age 57. Here’s the back of the lunchbox.