WTPH Is Bozzers Doing?
Can someone please tell me what in the Blue Crush hell Kate Bozzers is doing with her life? I refuse to believe she’s gallivanting around town with this overgrown vampire just to diffuse the Chris Coldplay rumors. But I’m starting to believe she is no longer with Jamers. Woe unto me.
Here’s Kate and Alexander Staaaarsgaaaaaaaaaaard at the Arclight cinemas in Hollywood the other night play-acting like they’re either very reluctant lovers or very casual friends… casual to the point that he can barely stand to acknowledge their friendship by, you know, standing less than five feet away from her. For that, he blows. Bozzers deserves someone who’s not afraid to stand next to her. Someone like James Rousseau, who seems to have been dumped like so much euro-trash.
Sorry, Jamers.
the new
i know i am a little late to the party with this info but i thought i would post it none the less! it looks like interpol’s new album will be coming out in early 2010! this is very exciting news! sam just recently did a brills interview with paste magazine and you can find it here (thanks morgan!). the best quote, in my opinion, is as follows:
“The new record falls back towards the first,” Fogarino says over dinner in his now-home city of Athens, Ga. “In trying to move forward, there was an unspoken realization that you can’t let go of your sonic-defining tag. There was an effort in Daniel [Kessler]’s guitar tone; he rediscovered it playing in his loft space for a year without anybody. The quality of that tone, played in a big room, is just beautiful. It creates an atmosphere.”
since turn on the bright lights is probably my favorite album of the decade, i couldn’t be happier! what do my fellow interpudlians think? especially about them revisiting their early sonic sound?
of course now i can’t wait for the tour dates to be announced! will anyone be traveling to shows? i know i’ll be starting my travel fund with my next pay check! 
spotted! julian plenti in san diego…
ok so here is my version of how it all went down!
i found this setlist on setlist fm:
Fly As You Might
Fun That We Have
No Chance Survival
Unwind
Girl on the Sporting News
Madrid Song
Only If You Run
On the Esplanade
H
Skyscraper
Let It Snow
Goodbye Toronto
Encore:
Horse With No Name (America cover)
Games for Days
attention mole patrollers!
thanks to whomever posted this piccie to the internets. i promise i am not an evil, vindictive image stealing slutcracker!
fellow gorda groupies! stella and i will be attending the first show of the julian plenti tour tonight in san diego. so if any of you other slaggers are attending let us know and we can say hi! 
we will absolutely provide updates but in the meantime, here is an amazing song that i think should have been included on the album and it wasn’t – it’s called the larynx that you have. enjoy!
Bozzers Is Not Eph-ing Around!
This photo marks the third occasion that Kate Ann Bozzers has allowed paparazzi whores to document her existence in as many days! That is something. Bozzers is back with a vengeance. Having been sequestered in Louisiana filming Straw Dogs for the past few weeks or so must’ve really ephed with her psyche: She needs exposure.
Here’s Bozzers and Cher Coulter (the stylist and BFF that she stole from Orlando Bloom — Orlando and Mirandingo must be distraught over this fact. Both of them could really use the stylistically trained eye of Cher Coulter. For real! – several years ago.
Bozzers and Coulter are going shopping. Because they have the time and money to shop unlike some ‘people’ aka ‘me’. They also have interesting objects on their feetz. Cher looks awful (as always). I don’t understand these stylist-people. They always keep their hair the same no matter what they’re wearing. Rachel Zoe is guilty of this shit too. Yeah. The hair is always the same and the make-up is never right.
Shag or Gag?! Alexander Skarsgaard Edition
I think Tiffers may have already mentioned this dude. He plays a vampire on TV (True Blood — a series I have never even seen) and his name is either Alexander Skarsgaard, Alexander Skarsgard, or Alexander Sarsgard depending on your Search Engine Querying.
No one knows how to spell this dude’s name!
Depending on the hour or the position that his blond head is tilted in a photograph he’s either stunning or hideous to me.
He’s certainly hotter than the thing featured on the right in the above photograph.
Shag or Gag?
Something’s Not Quite Right Here
Lindsay Lohan, there are no words for what you have done to yourself. Oh, actually there are: Drugs. Sleep deprivation. Bad parents. Drugs. Scurvy.
It’s all very sad.
I found this picture about a week ago on some blog and it’s been gathering dust on my hard drive. I post it now, simply because it’s time to delete it, I think. My computer has been acting funny ever since I saved it.
Philm Review: My Life In Ruins
No. Despite the title, this is not the story of Orlando Bloom.
Okay, so despite universal bad reviews, I watched this thing because My Big Phat Greek Wedding is one of my favorite philms of all time (sad but true), and therefore, I feel as though I have to support Nia Vardolos and her misguided philhellenism.
It bothers me, to this day, that in MBFGW, she said that her parents’ house was modeled after the the parthenon, “complete with ’corinthian’ columns”. Pardon me, but the Parthenon most certainly does not have phucking corinthian columns. How the hell does a Doric temple have corinthian columns?
Back to the film. I’m not gonna lie. It was really, really stupid! It was also sort of cute (complete with a few actually phunny moments), and I will probably watch it again before the year is out because I do stuff like that.
Watch it for the scenery.
Bozzers
It’s Kate Ann Bozzers at The Scream Awards. What the phuckity phuck phuck are “the Scream Awards”? Where have I been that I had no clue this altar to phuckery even existed? Ah, who cares!
Here’s Bozzers and Alexander Skarsgaaaaaaaaaaaaard. She presented him with an award for making her scream in bed or something. That’s what the gossip-mill is saying. Or maybe she’s still with Jamers Rousseau.
Tyra Banks Lost Some Lbs.
Tyra Banques has undergone a metamorphosis. She has lost about 3o pounds and ceased appearing on the world’s stage with hair that wasn’t birthed from her own scalp. Tyra’s says she feels free! A few years ago when she gained the weight — that has since been immortalized in that photograph of her wearing a strange black swimsuit — Tyra said she wasn’t phat, but that the world could kiss her phat ass for calling her phat. I never understood that!
Tyra lost the weight by saying “no” to bacon bits and ice-cream. I feel safe in taking the liberty of saying that she probably did a wee but more than that. I’m mostly glad that she lost the weave weight, though, because for the most part, people look better all natural-like.
Bacon Bits and ice-cream sound really good.
What Really Happened
Whorelando Bloom and Pet dingHo arrived at LAX a few days ago. When they spotted paparazzi people, they split the phuck up. Orlandwhore mumbled something about “not wanting people waiting at his house” (presummably with cameras and shit) as an explanation for the temporary split.
He and his pet dingHo were apart for 28 WHOLE minutes.
The slagbrains at a certain messboard have spilled many tears over this fact. “How sad that the evil paparazzi people forced this resplendant couple to separate for 28 whole minutes!”
In the spirit of being even more dramatic, let’s say that the dingHo was without its master and the whore was without its pet for 1,680 seconds.
I just went through an entire box of kleenex.
Whorelando lied.
He and Pet DingHo did not split up to throw paparazzi people off their trail. They love the paparazzi! They wouldn’t even exist without the paparazzi. Think about it: If it wasn’t for the paparazzi for the past 2 or so years, would any of us even know that WhOrelando Bloom was even alive? Me thinks not. Besides, if Whorelando Bloom was really worried about his privacy, he wouldn’t be jamming his oui oui into the most fame-hungry Victoria’s Secret model.
So the real reason, then, why he and Pet DingHo split up:
Irony Alert!
Keira Knightley is going to perform in a real-life theatrical production of’ The Misanthrope this December in London’s West End.
They couldn’t have picked a better person than Keirers to star in a play that alludes to hatred for all mankind. The only people Keirers likes are her parents and her boy — Rupert — friend. I think.
La Misanthrope told some whores who dared to approach her that she is “terrified but excited” about the whole entire situation.
The director of the production – who previously exploited Daniel Radcliffe’s junk two years ago in Equus’ – said: “I’m interested in working with her, to push her in a way that I don’t think she has been pushed before.”
If the director really wants to push Keirers in a way that Kierers has never been pushed before, they ought to give Keirers a nice shove into the river Thames. Just for kicks.
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