Smug ass Danny Masterson, seen above at court yesterday with his wife Bijou Phillips and sister-in-law Chynna Phillips, is probably extra smug today because the jury in his rape trial deadlocked on all three charges and a mistrial was declared by Judge Charlaine Olmedo. This comes after the jury deadlocked once before and then had to start deliberations all over again when two jurors caught COVID-19. For all three charges, the jury count swayed more toward not guilty. Judge Olmedo said that prosecutors plan to retry for now, and a tentative retrial date has been set for March 27, 2023. Danny was then freed on the $3.3 million bail that was set at his arrangement. And Danny may not get much sleep until his next trial (if there is another trial) because I’m sure he’ll be seriously haunted by the ghosts of the dogs he and Scientology were accused of poisoning as an act of revenge against one of his accusers – The Hollywood Reporter
Al Roker missed last week’s Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade because nasty blood clots were messing with him, and sadly, he’s back in the hospital and will miss tonight’s Rockefeller Christmas Tree Lighting. Here’s hoping that Al recovers soon and will be back to sharting in the White House in no time – SOW
Elizabeth Banks is only three films into her directing career and each more filled with LIES than the last! First there was 2015’s unnecessary sequel Pitch Perfect 2, starring a dubiously aged Rebel Wilson, followed by 2019’s unnecessary sequel Charlie’s Angels, starring a dubiously angelic Kristen Stuart. Now we have the first trailer for Elizabeth’s third outing, Cocaine Bear, which purports to be “inspired by true events” and features a dubiously alive and vicious bear on a rampage after having ingested 76 pounds of cocaine that fell from the sky in a Kentucky forest in 1985.
Married “Good Morning America” Anchors, Amy Robach And T.J. Holmes, Reportedly Had An Affair And Left Their Spouses For Each Other
It seems like most of the morning show messiness comes from Today or The View, but well, Amy Robach and T.J. Holmes of Good Morning America said, “Hold our beers,” before humping on each other. The Daily Mail posted several pictures of Amy and T.J. “getting cozy,” including a pic of him touching her ass during a weekend getaway. That wouldn’t really be a big deal except for the fact that Amy has been married to Andrew Shue (aka Billy from Melrose Place) since 2010, and that was the same year that T.J. married his wife, attorney Marilee Fiebig. After those ESCANDALOSO pap pictures of Amy and T.J. came out, Page Six heard from a source who said that they’ve been passing their fuck parts to each other for months, and they have since left their spouses to be together. Good Whoring America!
BoingBoing reports that German cat photographer Nils Jacobi, aka @furryfritz, shared a disturbing TikTok of his ginger kitty, Frederic. In the video, poor Frederic stands in front of a bowl filled with tuna and looks up at his father expectantly as if to say, “Are you fuckin’ kidding me?” Sure, his bowl is full, but the tuna isn’t positioned properly! He can only eat it if it’s piled high! After eight truly excruciating seconds, neglectful Nils finally takes the hint, and fashions Frederic’s food into a pile with a spoon. Frederic immediately digs in, but he hasn’t forgotten his father’s failings. Especially after Nils added the shady caption: “Tell me your cat is spoiled without telling me your cat is spoiled.” Spoiled?! These are basic feline rights! Continue reading
We can’t credit Alyssa Milano for the creation of the #MeToo movement but we can acknowledge that she was one of the first celebrities to inspire my usage of the hashtag #TookToTwitter, which, despite my considerable efforts over the years to make that a thing, continues to languish from disuse, forever criminally underused and hanging by a thread much like the fate of Twitter itself since Elon Musk took over (or #TookTwitter, for those keeping track) and fired all the adults. But ever since Alyssa got a little bit of credit for helping #MeToo spread like wildfire on Twitter back in the early days of our current end times, she’s used the platform as a virtual soapbox (yes, her avatar is STILL standing on a literal one, megaphone in hand) for her burgeoning career as a leftist rabble-rouser. And she’s not going down without a fight.
Just a few days after Irene Cara lit up the sky like a flame while going off to the great beyond, we lost another important voice in music. Christine McVie, of Fleetwood Mac, died this morning. Her family confirmed the sad news in a statement:
“She passed away peacefully at hospital this morning, Wednesday, November 30th 2022, following a short illness. She was in the company of her family. We kindly ask that you respect the family’s privacy at this extremely painful time, and we would like everyone to keep Christine in their hearts and remember the life of an incredible human being, and revered musician who was loved universally.”
Christine was 79.