Now Gurrrrls! Sam and Lindsay Love to Fight

Aren't they sweet?

You know I love me some Sam and Linds. I just hate it when they fight, though. (Sorta.) Their entire holiday season seems to have been marred with drama...a trip to the ER for poor Sam, who has to deal with Lindsay's nuttiness, airport fights, limo fights, club fights...oh, GIRLS. Let's see some make-up pictures/videos instead of all this mess? Hmmm?

GAAAHH! Stinkfoot on the Loose!

Do not TOUCH the Stinkfoot!

You just KNOW it's one of "those smells" that you can's wash off. A good soak in boiling bleach may work, though.

Here's Stinkfoot with her mom and dad again in NYC as they parade her around the Theatre District.

As a sidebar here, I've been researching Scientology. The good, the horrific--all of it. Let me just say this: If Suri's as strong-headed as she appears, I am praying to Xenu that in 15 years, she'll spill it ALL. (Picture me rubbing my hands together.) Oh, and I'm not done with this subject. I'm sure you all know what sparked my fascination. I'm just giving it a little while before I really go for the jugular. Know'msayin'?

Katy Perry Ganks Dayna's Look...TOTALLY

Katy Perry
Stunning daughter-in-law, Dayna ("Day-Day")

Oh, HELL no. Katy Perry is COMPLETELY completely copying Dayna. Too bad Dayna can rock it better, ya'll!

Oh, and it sounds like Katy Perry no longer has a boyfriend. Her "Gym Class Hereos" boyfriend, Tavis McCoy took to his lame-ass blog and wrote some lame-ass poem (?) about how he's done with her lame-ass. Ugh. I'm not even posting it here because it's just too 7th grade-embarrassing.

Horribly Tragic: John Travolta's 16-Year Old Son Dies...

John Travolta and son, Jett

Horribly sad news. John Travolta and Kelly Preston's 16-year old son has died, while on vacation in the Bahamas with the family. The Huffington Post and TMZ report:

Rand Memorial Hospital in the Bahamas tells TMZ the son of John Travolta died today.
We're told 16-year-old Jett was vacationing with Travolta and wife Kelly Preston.
There have been reports that Jett was autistic, though Travolta has denied it, saying he suffers from Kawasaki Syndrome, a condition which often leads to heart disease.
UPDATE 5:15 PM ET -- Police just released more details. According to a report, Jett Travolta was last seen going into the bathroom at their private suite at the Old Bahama Bay Resort sometime yesterday. The body was discovered by the caretaker, Jeff Michael Kathrain, at 10 AM today. The report says Jett suffered from seizures.
An autopsy is being performed to determine the exact cause of death.
UPDATE: 4:40 PM ET -- Restview Memorial Mortuary and Crematorium in the Bahamas tells TMZ Jett's body would be transferred to Restview on Monday.
UPDATE: 4:00 PM ET -- Travolta's attorney Michael Ossi says Jett suffered a seizure at his family's vacation home at the Old Bahama Bay Hotel on Grand Bahama Island. Attempts to revive him were unsuccessful and he died on scene.

I just cannot even fathom the pain of losing one's child. Our thoughts and prayers go out to the entire family.

More St. Barts NYE Crap

"Oh GOD. do I have to?"
Beyonce` (looking schoolmarm-y) playing nice
with fellow-screech, Mariah

The pain I get is like a cold steel rod in my left eye, when I think about the sound of Beyonce` and Mariah Carey singing a duet. Can you imagine the over-singing competition? Good Lord.

Sigh. Yeah, more pictures of the never-ending New Year's party in St. Bart's.

New Year's Update

Yikes. I'm finally up and feeling sorta human after, um, overdoing it a bit last night. It was the FIRST New Year's in my entire life that I: a.) went to a NYE party and had actually fun; and 2*.) (*I love doing that) had a hangover on New Year's Day. I know it's nothing new to most people, but I always made a point of staying home on New Year's. But this year we were invited by our dear friends, James and Tim to attend their Studio 54-themed party and just had to join in on the fun. And FUN, it was. Vintage 70's disco music blasted in the two-story, exposed brick-walled space, that is the fabulous Sugardaddy's Salon, which is owned and operated by Tim and James. (The boys presented each guest with a cd of all cool music played at the party...awesome gift!) Tim, who was the official bartender boy, in leather chaps (what else?) made some really dangerous pomegranate sake-tinis. I made my special Peppermint Patty martinis that were also quite potent.

Here are some pictures of the festivities:

Paparazzi telephoto shot of

the private Studio 54 party!

Strike a pose, bitches.

James and "Bianca Jagger"

Tim and me

Tipsy with a martini behind bars!

This is the shot for the Society Page

in the New York Times.

Could my husband BE any more gorgeous?

I hope you all had a fun and safe New Year's Eve...tell me all of your sordid (or at-home-relaxing) stories!

This is Why I Love Kathy Griffin...

AND my queenie Anderson Cooper!! PLEASE watch til the bitter end on this tidbit from last night's New Year's LIVE on CNN. I DVR'd this heaven on earth queerfest while Stephen and I were at the "Studio 54" party last night. This should hold for you a bit while I try to sleep off the still-clinging drunk from 12 hours ago. God, Those sake-tinis kicked my arse.