No, I’m not.
Peace,
mangeorge
We need more Johnny Rottens and fewer of what ever those other people are.
Peace,
mangeorge
Daniel Baldwin’s wife is 8 months pregnant. He has 7 in/post/pre production credits on imdb so he can’t be that desperate for work- who leaves a woman that near to term? (My understanding is that most fetuses know 9 months is basically a suggestion.)
Imagine the talk in a few years.
“Do you remember the day I was born Daddy?”
“I sure do Princess. I woke up in the jungle. Your Uncle Stephen had just drowned a couple of howler monkeys saying he was trying to baptize them, and Lou Diamond Philips was wrestling with John Salley over the last two inches of dental floss, and a faded supermodel named Janice Dickinson- the one whose high speed chase we watched the other night on COPS? She had just sold a boy named Sanjaya to some parrot trappers for a pack of smokes and a third of a bottle of Listerine. Ah, memories… that was a memorable day all around Princess.”
“Stop calling me Princess, my name is Malcolm!”
Okay, pretend you are the offspring of Dan Baldwin…aren’t you alright with this explanation (provided it’s this entertaining of course)?
I’m watching it sporadically, but there’s too damn much of it. I’m a sucker for trashy reality shows, but the same show four times a week? Fuck that shit.
MTV is rerunning everything in the form of marathons, so I’ll probably use those to catch up.
Now, what I’ve actually watched of the show (about half the episodes) has been gold. It’s just gross and weird and surreal and disturbing.
Like, what was with Janice Dickinson getting all righteously indignant on behalf of Rob Blagojevich? Remember? She was furious that anybody would even suggest that he had done anything slightly wrong, ever. I’m sure it was just a means of getting Patti on her side, but Jesus it was weird.
Lou Diamond Phillips seems pretty cool. Stephen Baldwin is a nutcase and looks like Jabba the Hutt with bad tattoos.
I do miss Frangela, since they were by far the funniest people there.
Heidi and Spencer are getting exactly what they want to out of the show, although I really do wonder how this will affect The Hills next season. Now that LC is gone, Heidi and Spencer are the biggest names on that show, and I’m not sure how that’s going to work out after everybody’s watched them whining about mosquitos with Stephen Baldwin.
Bump.
Anyone still keeping it up? I don’t watch it minute by minute (I don’t think that would be possible without having a small stroke) but I’ll admit to watching the highlights and even a couple of the episodes on Fast-Forward with breaks.
I don’t know if it’ll be more or less watchable now that Janice is gone. She’s a psychotic narcissistic lying biatch, but she keeps it interesting, and no more selfish I don’t think than John Salley (though Salley at least admits that he’s “in it to win it” whatever it takes and doesn’t lie or steal food). Patty Blagojevich continues to seem a not at all unpleasant sort, much like any soccer mom who’s not married to one of the most media stalked corrupt big city politicians in the country. The producers tried their best to make Sanjaya and Holly look like a viable romance but her laughing when asked about it with a quick “just friends” and Dickinson’s “Sanjaya is Tinkerbell” comment they cut away from quick are basically the same as if they just all said “That boy may not know it yet but he’s gay as hell”. (Is it possible for him to hear anything more personal than a P.O. Box number from his past without bursting into tears? Damned annoying- especially the way he cries about his grandfather (DUDE HE DIED WHEN YOU WERE FIVE YOU CAN’T POSSIBLY REMEMBER HIM THAT WELL!).
Stephen Baldwin is surprisingly/disappointingly not so annoying when he’s away from Spencer and Heidi to play Jesus nut with. Lou Diamond Phillips seems like the one you’d like to have as a neighbor. No opinions on Torrie beyond seemed to pull her weight without kvetching.
I loved this from one of the articles about the Sanjaya/Holly romance rumors though:
If that’s not facetious then- damn. Spence, baby, dude…
1- Whether you’re an atheist or a Fundamentalist or a Christian or Muslim or Buddhist I think one thing we can agree on is that there’s no God that wants to hear a spoiled brat from California praying for anything related to a trip
2- Sanjaya’s from Washington. He’s exactly as Indian as Obama is Kenyan- bloodline of an absentee father. You’d learn more from any tour guide in India including the lying ones.
3- Can you imagine Sanjaya’s wedding? His tears alone would drown the flower girl.