A Little of the Old In and Out

In: Whitney Houston. Speaking of crackheads, we love us our daily dose of Whitney poop, and the 3AM Girls do not disappoint:

"WE'RE all familiar with Whitney Houston's bizarre behaviour and she didn't disappoint at the World Music Awards.

"A 25-minute rehearsal on Tuesday night turned into a two-hour session, thanks to her oddball demands.

"'Whitney was acting really strangely,' says our spy. 'All she had to do was sing I Will Always Love You, but she kept stopping and pointing at people telling them to pick up rubbish - even though there didn't appear to be any. Everyone got really angry.'"

Out: The Burt Bacharach-Dr.Dre Collabo (Thanks to Tom of TheMediaDrop via Ulman):

"Songwriting legend Burt Bacharach and Dr. Dre continue to work together on an untitled project, which was first announced in February of 2003.
Bacharach, who is 76-years-old, said that working with Dr. Dre on the untitled project was comparable to his relationship with his famous songwriting partner, Hal David."

I've got a title, how about "Lame."

In: This intense Download. On Jason Calacanis' blog today he has this intense download of President George Bush "singing" U2's Sunday, Bloody Sunday.

Out: Matthew Perry's "People." Speculation in the blogosphere is rampant that, quite possibly, Matthew Perry's PR team -- or someone connected with them -- is working overtime trying to erase any presence of FlyOnTheWall's story that the Friends star with the increasingly dropping chin is off the wagon. If that is true, then all that energy and effort spent trying to make the story disappear ought to be spent getting Perry to a decent rehab. Pronto!

In: Kevin Smith, Millionaire. According to FHM:

"FHM: Over ten years, how much cash have you milked out of (Clerks)?

"Kevin Smith: It's hard to say. It takes a long time for even the most successful movie to 'show a profit,' but finally nobody could hide the money any longer and we started getting checks. I've made maybe a million buks."

A million bucks is fine, but he'll have to make -- oh -- about $154 million more if he wants to be in league with Nicole Kidman, who is worth -- according to BRE Magazine, $155 million, is the richest woman in Australia under 40, and the fourth richest person in the country altogether. Wow. Lenny Kravitz fucking blew it. Even if he is now dating Alicia Keyes, of the beautiful Scorpionic eyes. Not bad, though, Kevin, with the spare change (Averted Gaze).

Out: Avril Lavigne, Engaged. Thanks for the heads up, rockergirl; charmed, I'm sure. And I can't. And I wont. And I can't. Like -- whatever.

After spending months denying that there was anything going on, Avril Lavigne is now engaged, says Hello! Magazine:

"In the past, the self-described 'tough chick and hopeless romantic' has always denied there is anything more than friendship between herself and the rambunctious rocker (Ed note: Paris Hilton's former paramour, Deryck Whibley, a 24-year-old front man of punk band Sum 41) 'The world thinks that me and Deryck are together,' she said in January 2003, adding: '(We're) sort of friends, we hang out. But anytime we hang out I either get in a fight with somebody or end up in a tabloid. Something happens every time.'"

So now you're getting married to your "sort of friend."

Biz Markie would warn Deryck about a woman who uses of the term "friend."

In: P Diddy, Adverb. According to LA.com's blog (link via PopBitch) the name of P Diddy is not just a noun, but, in Hollywood, an adverb as well, "Term: 'P. Diddy.' Slang for 'per diem.' Today's vocabulous expression is brought to you by Popbitch, which claims:

"Per Diems are known in the US entertainment industry now as 'P Diddys' - ie 'what did you spend your Diddys' on? Or 'the Diddy's in this job are stingy.'"

How fabulous is that?

Out: Al Sharpton, Stabbed. FHM, the beer and babes magazine, kind of asked Al Sharpton a snarky question -- as they are famous for, and then -- out of nowhere -- Al got kind of morbid. Really morbid. Oh well, I guess the gets genuine tough guy points among the frat boys who read the piece. Here Al Sharpton talks with FHM about the stabbing that took place many years ago:

"FHM: Your current employment involves a lot of marching. Is the worst part of your job sore feet?

"Al Sharpton: I was stabbed in '91 leading a march in Brooklyn. I had just gotten out of the car when this guy hit me. I said, 'somebody punched me!' Then I looked down and saw this knife sticking out of my chest. By reflex, I pulled the knife out -- that's when it hurt and I went down on my knees. The next thing I knew I was in a car being rushed to the hospital. The rookie cop that was with me was panicking. He said, 'I hope no poison was on that knife.' I don't think he's the kind of guy they oughtta have with the victim, because I was like, 'Oh my God!' I hadn't even thought of that."

Al, baby, you're harshing on my mellow, dude.

In: Bodyguards. Fashionweekdaily writes:

"ON BODYGUARDS, AT MARC JACOBS: Anna Wintour, once again a trendsetter. After debuting her three bodyguards this week, at Marc Jacobs, the rest of fashion followed suit. J.Lo brought five, Lil� Kim had three, while the Olsen twins and Melania Knauss and the Donald had one apiece. On the other hand, Kate Hudson, loving up pregnant pal Liv Tyler, was conspicuously unguarded. 'I never bring a bodyguard,' she tells The Daily. 'I�m not into it. Whatever your destiny is, that�s what�s going to happen.'�

This is definitely Goldie Hawn's California baby.

Out: Celebrity Aliases. That significant cultural artifact The National Enquirer tells us that, "Bobby Brown & Whitney Houston have been known to blow their own cover by having horrendous fights in their hotel rooms, but they check in as 'Justin Case.' It's a play on 'just in case' someone needs to contact them."

Also:

"Nicole Kidman, always thinking sweet thoughts, usually goes by 'Ms. Sugar' -- but sometimes she arrives in full bloom as 'Ms. Blossom.'

Finally:

" ... And smooth-as-silk musician Lenny Kravitz struck just the right note with 'Silky Jones.'"

Silky blew a $155 million gig. Musicians (Averted Gaze).