As fun as it was seeing JWoww squeezed into her job-interview pantsuit, it can’t mean good things for our ailing economy when the cast of Jersey Shore opened trading at the New York Stock Exchange by ringing the ceremonial Opening

If you follow me on Twitter, you already know that I spent my entire weekend marathon-ing episodes of the WB’s ill-fated show Jack & Bobby. Please, don’t judge me. For the past month, I had been watching an episode a

Let me say right up front that I’m from Boston. So maybe it bothers me more than most to see so many actors butcher my hometown dialect. But seriously, why is it so damn hard to do a convincing Boston

Ugh, now there are five. You can spend nearly 30 minutes listening to five separate recordings of Mel Gibson purportedly raging against ex-girlfriend Oksana Grigorieva on Radar Online. It’s almost like Radar isn’t even a proper noun anymore — this

If you’ve been watching the final season of The Hills, you know that last night’s series finale came down to the relationship status of Kristin and Brody. After dating, breaking up, being friends, then friends with benefits, Kristin was ready

“I bet people can actually die of embarrassment. I bet it’s been medically proven.” –Angela Chase, My So-Called Life, 1994 “Grow your own lashes with Latisse! Vote0

The hidden gems of the Lindsay Lohan courtroom situation extend even beyond her “F— U” fingernail decals — there are also zoomed-in photos of her courtroom “notes.” Dammit! How does this jailbird have better handwriting than I do? I went

Aw hell no, Emmy. Just one year ago, I gave you a slight slap on the wrist for neglecting to nominate Cat Deeley — the enthusiastic, gorgeous, dedicated host of So You Think You Can Dance — for Outstanding Reality

Over the weekend I had nightmares about being a contestant on ABC’s Wipeout. They were at first terrifying but ultimately harmless because I ended up using my powerful sense of reason (which clearly does not translate to daylight hours) to

One way to combat the oppressive heat, I’ve found, is to will myself onto a hypothetical tundra and just sit there (a.k.a. here at my desk) for a while and zone out. My ultimate winter wonderland fantasy is the “Poor