Here’s hoping that the weather is really crappy at tomorrow’s Super Bowl. Nothing like sitting in a warm living room with a big-screen TV and a bowl of chips, and watching rich status seekers in utter misery, to cheer a person up.
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I took to Twitter during the Grammys, and I learned something: A lot of our tweeting celebrities are pretty lame when they don’t have a written script. I’m looking at you, Patton Oswalt, Lizz Winstead, and Lena Dunham.
Speaking of the Grammys, my girl Miley Cyrus was robbed. I’m thinking that her a cappella version of “We Can’t Stop” with The Roots was song of the year. (video here)
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The Atlanta freeway fiasco reminded me of the movie Falling Down, in which Michael Douglas did not react well to traffic jams.
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Is it possible to feel sorry for a television network? I am beginning to pity poor Starz, which keeps churning out dull-as-dishwater series in a fruitless attempt to follow the examples of HBO, AMC, FX, et al. I tried to watch … (zzzzzzzzz) … Starz’s new pirate show, Black Sails and … (zzzzzz) … I’m sorry – what was I saying?
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Something called Esquire Network aired the Bill Murray comedy Groundhog Day at 7, 9, and 11 p.m. on Thursday. Someone in the Esquire Network programming department deserves a raise.
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Helen Mirren got lots of press for “twerking” at the Harvard Hasty Pudding awards. But this is old news. Here is Helen twerking with Malcolm McDowell in 1979’s Caligula.
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