It’s About Time…

I just ordered my 52-issue subscription to Entertainment Weekly, my go-to source for entertainment news, TV updates, pop culture news coverage, etc. It’s also a place I’d love to contribute to at some point in my life. So, why did it take me so long to send off the check for my packaged zines? Technology, that’s why.
The ease in reading the same articles online that would appear in print (for the most part) make buying an actual magazine in a college seem futile. BUT, I have turned a new leaf. How can I say that I am strongly grounded in the idea that print journalism will live to see halfway into the new millennium if I don’t contribute? So, I rolled up my sleeves, saved up and renewed both my EW and New York Times subscriptions.
I am putting my two cents in (or actually, a total of nearly $100) … what can you do? Remember, holding a magazine is much more soothing and awesome than staring at a 15-inch screen.
Kim Confusion

I will not give into the puns on Kim Zolciak having a “Big Mama,” but there really is no other way to put this. A lot of buzz has been spreading across the Internet that Kim, from “The Real Housewives of Atlanta,” is now dating female celebrity DJ Tracy Young. And word is she wants her coming out to be a part of the next season of the show. However, Kim just told a radio station last week that she was still with Big Papa, her on-and-off beau from the TV series.
Where is the truth? Maybe Kim will just come out (no pun intended) and set the record straight soon. It’s an important factor to what could be an interesting third season.
Oh, what I would give to have another season with Kim. Not only was she my…second favorite person on the show (sorry, Kim, but NeNe is my homegirl), she was also the most entertaining as far as drama goes. Without Kim, most, if not all of what made that show so amazing would have never happened.
For instance, Sheree wouldn’t have had a wig to pull on.
Tiger Woods

I haven’t blogged at all about Tiger Woods and his affairs. And there was a reason.
Again, the mainstream news media sensationalized on what was a truly disappointing act by an influential man. Questions like ‘What was he wearing to his press conference’ and ‘Who isn’t a mistress of Tiger’ were the bulk of what was spread across the mouths and keyboards of entertainment journalists covering the series of events leading up to Tiger’s public apology this morning, which was too rehearsed to seem sincere (I understand PR, but come on, you can do better than that, Tiger).
I am deeply disappointed in Tiger. It seems that for every role model for children and even adults, there is one who slips up. More importantly, one that slips up at the wrong place and the wrong time. Woods has always been perceived as a close to ‘perfect’ man. Golf star. Articulate. Attractive. Successful with a dash of arrogance. However, that is no excuse or get-out-of-crap-free card. It’s time for him to take responsibility for his actions. The same goes for the women who were involved. They are, by no means, the sole victims in the situation. Each were fully aware of what was happening and the implications of an affair.
Now that it has all been brought to the light of the media, the next steps are rebuilding relationships and rapport. As of now, Woods’ wife has yet to put her wedding ring back on, but is open to him mending his ways through future actions.
It’s a start.
Just. Watch.
“Somewhere in the English country side, in a stately manor home, Madonna is weeping.”
It’s been a while since I’ve heard a new Sue Sylvester one-liner and after spending the last few months watching Christopher Guest films in a sad attempt to quell the resistance going on in my Glee-less psyche, I can finally say that I’ve quenched a small inkling of my thirst. It’s not a new episode, but it’s something to hold me over…until the next promo.
Madonna would, actually, be proud.
Betty White on SNL

Betty White has always held a special place in my heart. As a juxtaposition to Elaine Stritch, another matriarch of the stage and screen that i love, White is a sweet, hilarious bundle of comedic joy. A true Golden Girl. When I saw the Superbowl commercial with her in it, I was reminded of how timeless this woman is. She’s the grandma everyone wishes they had (though I have to say, my grandma is pretty amazing herself).
Now, there is buzz floating around that she should be a host on Saturday Night Live and all I have to say is: ABOUT FREAKING TIME. Facebook groups, Twitter hashtags and blogs, blogs, blogs have heralded the idea of White taking up the reigns of an episode or two…or 20.
Given the track record of lackluster hosts recently (here’s lookin’ at you, Taylor Lautner) it’s clear that SNL needs to go back to the classics and get some reputable comedians on stage.
What did Betty have to say? Where did that come from?
We Are the World
To raise money for Haiti, a stunning compilation of musical artists got together to reprise Michael Jackson’s “We Are the World.” It’s definitely an accurate representation of music’s evolution—Auto Tune included, of course. And I can’t deny that it’s remarkable to see all these wonderful singers and performers gather. Check out the video below to see and hear the awesomeness.
Belt, Molly Shannon, Belt!

Because it’s my duty—NO, my calling to dish out amazing news involving “Glee,” I cannot live for another second without harping on what I learned earlier today.
Molly Shannon, who practically owns the word “superstar,” will play an alcoholic, pill-popping busty 45-year-old astronomy teacher and badminton coach at McKinley High School on the next season of “Glee.” Her guest spot—which might also be a recurring role—is set to air in May…. May! As if I’m not already hyperventilating and popping pills myself to keep from keeling over waiting for Season Two! (Not really, but I already can hear a reprise of “Rehab” in the near future).
I think Shannon’s comedic style will fit in well with the show. Not to mention, she played the best drunk cameo in “Talladega Nights.” All this talk of guest appearances is, however, taking a little bit out of the beauty of what “Glee” started off as: a show about underdogs. But, hey, I guess if the producers have the star power at their disposal, they might as well use it to keep the Gleeks coming for more.
Anderson Cooper and the Jersey Shore…
I’ve loved Anderson Cooper for the majority of my life. Mix him and Jersey Shore and how can you go wrong? Well…I can think of a few choice ways, but here’s what the CNN reporter had to say about the “guido/guidette” cast:
Oh, Elaine Stritch.

When I first heard about Elaine Stritch, I was terrified. I was terrified and slightly confused. I was terrified, slightly confused and, all the while, enamored. Here was a woman who for all it was worth, spent the majority of her life struggling with alcoholism, but became a matriarch, if you will, of the Broadway stage. Commanding the scores of Stephen Sondheim with a vehement delicacy, Stritch became one of my favorite veteran actresses once I was introduced to Sondheim’s 1970 musical “Company,” a loose collection of vignettes centered on 35-year old Bobby, a bachelor looking for a reason to love and marry.
In “Company,” Stritch originated the role of the classy, brassy Joanne, a wine glass-wielding 50-something who is basically my personal hero. And after sporadic returns to the stage, she is yet again back to performing in New York City.
Not on Broadway this time, though.
Her one-woman biographical show “Elaine at Liberty” was a huge success in the early 2000s, incorporating Sondheim’s music into her personal story of struggle and success. Her newest endeavor puts her back in the realm of Sondheim as she is performing some of his most beloved numbers at the Café Carlyle on the Upper East Side through next week.
Oh, and lest we forget her stints on “30 Rock” as mommy dearest to Jack (Alec Baldwin). These scenes are like heaven to me. The magic begins at 1:38.
CoCo’s Last Stand
NBC talk show host Conan O’Brien gave his final monologue and last show last night at 10:00pm 12:50am (whenever) and closed his epic run as one of the funniest men on late-night television just the way I would expect: with no hurt feelings and dashingly good hair. With a settlement as hefty as his and a legacy even more impressive, I won’t be surprised if we see Conan back on the air with some other network (ahem, Fox) in the future.
Reports show, however, that even though the last show was hyped up and anticipated/dreaded by many O’Brien fans, it didn’t top Jay Leno’s “last show” when he was the host of Late Night. I feel like I may have contributed as well because, like most hypocritical Conan fans, I didn’t even tune in.
So what’s in the future for King CoCo? Well, O’Brien is pretty sure it involves nudity. Here’s his final opening monologue.

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