Dear Bill O’Reilly,
You don’t know me. Why would you? But I, like millions of other people, know you. I don’t watch a lot of your show, or your network, for that matter. Don’t take it personally, but I usually confine my vi…
I’ve sat through some pretty disgusting films in my day: Cannibal Holocaust, Nekromantik, and Away We Go, just to name a few. But I recently watched The Human Centipede, and I have to say, it’s near the top of the list. The ending distu…
As a writer, I believe the pinnacle of writing is to have four women discuss what you’ve written on a day time talk show geared towards middle-aged housewives. I feel so close to Whoopi, like maybe I should re-rent Eddie. Hmmm, maybe not t…
This is what happens when you give Paula Abdul her own TV show. Suddenly everybody asks for one and lazy executives say okay because reading scripts is annoying. It’s like when one dog starts eating a pile of shit at the dog park; suddenly …