catheroominations

guy caught on video dancing at best buy.

cadet dancer
(I found these on entertainment weekly’s blog)

steve jobs introduces the macintosh.

get out! I just got this e-mail:

I have to rsvp no though, because, hel-LO! I’m planning for festivus.

down to liverpool to do nothing – the bangles
back to cali – ll cool j
under – evanescence
I’m leavin’ on a jet plane. don’t know when I’ll be back again – peter, paul & mary
to katmandu – bob seger
I don’t know where I’m going, but I sure know where I’ve been – whitesnake
up the country – canned heat
slightly mad – queen
down – rolling stones
up to the spirit in the sky – gareth gates

katie can you hear me?
have you ever noticed when tom and katie are seen at a premiere or press event, they talk to each other right before every kiss? I always wonder what they’re saying but tom seems to start the conversation so I’m guessing it’s something like, “how’d you like a $1m bonus today, kate? show me how those acting lessons are paying off. how about a little twitterpated giggle, on three. ready? one-two-…”

everyone thinks it’s tom holding katie against her will, but look at the squeeze she’s putting on him in this photo. she also seems to be gritting her teeth, like a ventriloquist. wonder what she’s saying.

vanilla ice called. he wants his shtick back:
apparently paparazzi are disguising themselves as italian tenors these days, at least according to k-daddy (aka k-fed). here are some highlights from y’all ain’t ready, his new rap “song”:

back then they called me k-fed
but you can call me daddy instead.
(dude, you shouldn’t draw attention to that considering how many people really can call you daddy)

I know you all wish you was in my position
cause I keep gettin’ in situations that you wish you was in, cousin
(which situation is that, k-daddy? being married to britney, or making oodles of money from being married to britney?)

getting anxious? go take a peep
I’m starrin’ in your magazines now every day and week
but maybe baby you can wait and see
until then all these pavarottis followin’ me.
(last time I saw pavarotti, he didn’t look to difficult to outrun, really, but k-daddy’s pants would probably fall clean off if he tried to race away.)

there are only 52 shopping days until christmas.