In what was apparently one of the most despicable and cynical efforts to garner publicity for television shows, the L.A. Sheriff’s Department has announced that there is no evidence that Natalie Wood’s death was anything other than accidental.
For those of you who sleep-in on Sundays, you missed Judge Judy being profiled on “CBS Sunday Morning.” Here’s the footage… and get a load of that house!
Miss Tyra Sanchez, winner of Season 2 of “Ru Paul’s Drag Race,” was busted Tuesday near Atlanta on weed charges, reports TMZ.
It seems Miss Thing was riding in a Chevy Impala with too-tinted windows, and cops smelled marijuana when they pulled the car over… and busted Mr. James Ross, 23, better known as the boobalicious Tyra, so they dragged her ass off to Gwinnett County Detention Center, where I’m sure the inmates wigged out.
Couldn’t they give a girl a little time to prep for her mug shot?
Lindsay Lohan, as she appeared on her way into court today wearing beige pleatherene, to face a judge on the necklace theft charge (she’ll await a trial now), and below, an old Naugahyde sofa for sale on Craigslist.
Who knows how many people have slept on that thing?
Oy, you think you’ve got troubles? Look at this guy, Dr. Conrad Murray. He thought he had a great gig, and Michael Jackson wakes up dead while in his care. Only Charlie Sheen has worse timing. I have some pity for this guy, though, really — his dye job is terrible. He’ll be 58 in February, and Michael Jackson will still be dead.
Katherine Jackson, on the other hand, looks pretty good. It’s great hair, great lipstick and a really good manicure. The suit is helped by the fact that you can’t really see it in this picture. She wisely decided not to trot out her grandchildren to attend the preliminary hearing. She’s giving me a Rose Kennedy vibe — she made it to 102.
Rose’s daughter, Rosemary Kennedy, (below, in wheelchair) victim of a botched lobotomy, died on this day in 2005.
Former Sears employee Katherine Jackson, 80, as she appeared on Tuesday at a preliminary hearing in the case of propofol doc Conrad Murray, who, according to testimony, didn’t know CPR.
Mother Jackson, a polio survivor, receives $26,804 monthly from Michael Jackson’s estate as her personal allowance (separate from what is provided for his children, and other earnings).
She isn’t spending it on clothes, as seen in this airline blue pantsuit from Macy’s Hillary Clinton Collection. She is followed by daughter La Toya, 54, who looks like she just caught a glimpse of her future.
This unfortunate-looking hooligan is neo-Nazi John Ditullio, 23, accused of murder in Florida, where a judge has ordered that for the duration of his trial, the court will pay up to $150 a day to cover the schmendrick’s face and neck tattoos, so as not to prejudice the jury on his character.
What did he want people to think when he got a swastika tattooed on his neck? That he was into knitting, baking cupcakes and reading Doris Lessing novels?
I know that when I had barbed wire tattoos put on my face, I hoped it would make everyone aware of my love for 19th Century French poetry and my taste for blue crystal vases.
Prosecutors say the covering of the tats allows him to hide the Nazi affiliations they claim drove him to murder, and his own attorneys claim its unnecessary.
Hopefully, some artfully applied Lancome will drive him to something more appropriate, like sales at Nordstrom Rack.
Ditullio is accused of stabbing 17-year-old Kristopher King to death, and attacking Patricia Wells, a neighbor, who claims she was targeted because she invited black friends to her home.
No word on whether they were going to have him shave his beard, so the jury doesn’t think he’s a douchebag.
I thought I’d seen everything, particularly after last night, until I woke up to find that Chexydecimal’s former London Bureau Chief Andy had unearthed this terrifyingly amusing TV fossil and Bette Davis treasure… an unaired 1965 sitcom pilot, “The Decorator.” What?!
Aaron Spelling (deceased TV producer, giant house builder and father of Tori) once had the brainstorm to stick Bette Davis into a sitcom. Hilarious. Too bad they forgot to add a catchy theme song. It’s amusing enough just watching her smoke.
What if Margo Channing were a broke decorator and lived with character actress Mary Wickes as her “maid”? People would talk, but apparently, they figured people wouldn’t watch — it never aired. Ed Begley Sr. plays a yelling Oklahoma oilman. Writer Mart Crowley went on to pen “The Boys in the Band.”
All three parts are posted here for your convenience. Fasten your seat belts.
Part two starts off a little wonky. Here comes Margo.
Part three… I thought sure she’d murder the kid. The ending is eerily similar to the end of “Baby Jane,” made in ’62.
