What can I say? It's deep summer -- deep deep summer-- and everyone's on vacation, it appears, except me. To top it all off, it's a slow news day.
So here are some oldies, but goodies, on the vanity of celebrity. My own little bonfire of the vanities:
Mike Tyson and Naomi Cambell
Arianna Huffington: Golddigger?
Jailhouse Pen Pals
The Charlie Rose Drinking Game
The Zenith of the 80s
Jackie, Oh!
An Open Letter to Rapper-Actors
And, I mean, like: who knows? Maybe the head writer at The Daily Show will be smitten with the writing and say -- "bring this kid on board. He's got the good stuff."
Dare to dream.
3 comments:
I confused by zenith of the 80s, wasn't that St. Elmo's Fire? (I'm so embarassed.)
yup, In my humble opinion the 80s ended when Rob Lowe's character packed up his sax and got on the grayhound at the end of the film. And St.Elmo's Fire was the zenith of the 80s, a lyrical momnet that could never be duplicated.
;-)
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