Anna is the only good news you'll find here...

I'm a bit of a celebrity junkie, so when I found out that they are doing a documentary about Anna Wintour, I was thrilled. She's the wonderfully bitchy editor at Vogue that Meryl Streep's character was based on in "The Devil Wears Prada". I MUST download The September Issue when it becomes available. Oops, I mean, I must go see it legitimately when it comes out. Argh: political correctness. The hardships of a life gone public ;)

Speaking of celebrity gossip, the judge has ruled in the Chris Brown case. The guy totally beat the blog out of Rhianna and what did he get? What was the retribution?

According to http://www.imnotobsessed.com/, Brown has to,

• Perform hard labor at Commonwealth Catholic Charities in Richmond, VA
• Take a 52-week domestic violence course (are you kidding? Is this like Young Drivers for abusers?)
• Stay 100 yards away from Rihanna, unless they are both at an entertainment-related event (then he has to stay 10 yards away)- this will last for 5 years (and after 5 years, he can just kill her)
• Keep in touch with a parole officer (imagine that conversation? "Hey man." "Hey dawg, how's it goin'?" Puh-lease.
• Stay away from dangerous weapons (does this mean he can't be around his fists? Because if we could somehow control that, I think I would feel better. And how about the car in which he kept her captive to beat her up? He can't be around those either...now that would be retribution.)
• Pay $2,500 in restitution
• Pay $2,500 in probation expenses
• Pay a $30 criminal conviction fee
• Pay $400 that goes into a domestic violence fund (riiiiight. Because they only deserve $400 of this douchbag's hard earned money.)

Is this a JOKE? He was her BOYFRIEND, a trusted affiliate...and he beat the snot out of her while she was locked in his car. And he has to pay a total of $5,430? Oh, but he DOES have to stay away from dangerous weapons. And talk to a probation officer, probably more like a NYPD-wannabe who idolizes him. Give me a break. This angers me. Chris Brown is a public figure: a celeb. He is loved by so many dopey teenagers, I can't handle it. Stars have a responsibility, call it a fiduciary responsibility that holds them accountable at a higher level than lay people.
Warren Buffet says, "It takes twenty years to build a reputation and five minutes to ruin it. If you think about that, you'll do things differently." Too bad this only applies to those in finance and not those who bombard our check-out shelves and reality TV stations. Twenty years? Stars make it and break it in two years, if they're lucky. And somehow, dorks like this still make it after a debocle like this.

This loser should be put in the same category as Michael Vick and sent to live on some island where nothing good ever happens. Like Australia, but ugly and violent and not at all tropical. Maybe it's time for me to re-evaluate why I'm so starstruck. Here's the DB looking proper and posh. You can't fool me anymore, Chrissy.

Further to this, Michael Jackson was found to be murdered (more like manslaughter than murder, from my interpretation of the report on www.CNN.com) by his personal physican. The King of Pop had so much trouble sleeping the night before he died, that his doc gave him quite a few meds in order to lull him to sleep. When this didn't work, he gave him the one thing he really liked, propofol. This, creepily, was what Michael called his "milk" because it helped him sleep so well. He looks like he needs a glass of milk. Spooky.


This man was not a healthy specimen of a human being. I feel so sorry for someone so sick and so wealthy, that he had (needed?) a personal doctor. Ew. He was like a really old man but he was only 50. What a shame. BUUUUUT, on an interesting note (dad) a list of his assets show that his Beatles Catalogue was worth $1.15 billion. Can you imagine that much money? Of course they go on and on about how he only had $600,000 in the bank. Who cares? The day you have 1.15 billion dollars on the black side (that means "in assets"), that is when you can complain about so "little" in the bank. I was a financial advisor at one point, remember? Michael was actually doing the right thing with his money :)

Enough gossip for one day. I feel Hollywood-ed out. Yeah, wooded out. I know. I think I'll return to my novel and get back to a headspace that's a little less complicated.