Well, people, it is officially Thirsty Thursday. (Which is one day past the
dreaded Hump Day and one day closer to the hallowed TGIF, so you know
it's worth celebrating.) So what are you going do about it? We plan on
heading down to tonight's Downtown Crossing
Summer Block Party where we're going to guzzle ice cold Budweisers
('never fill you up, never let you down') like the rest of this almost
played out work week depends on it.
Holy crap. For foodies who read our pages, it must look
like a streak of DiMaggio-like proportions.
First came Basho: a rare four-star review from ROBERT NADEAU, the
Phoenix’s long-time restaurant critic, who is known to be frugal with
The next week, shockingly, he submitted another four-star review: for Stoddard's Fine Food and Ale
So Gordon Ramsay, the man who goes out of his way to make emotionally fragile people cry (granted, emotionally fragile people who've signed up to on a reality TV show with someone like Gordon Ramsay--on FOX) on Hell's Kitchen is coming to Boston for his other grim food-related show, Kitchen Nightmares
The Look of Love
Bristol Palin and Levi Johnston are engaged.
No, I shouldn't be surprised. But REALLY?!
The two have become celebrity whores, the opposite of what I'm sure Sarah Palin was hoping for. Now that The Hills are over, will the young couple be the new Speidi?
Let's review just a few examples of the couple's attempts to stay in the spotlight:
Just when you thought that things couldn't get any bleaker for prodigious child-star turned hot steaming adult mess Lindsay Lohan, this happens. Seriously, Fox? You probably didn't mean to be at all humorous with that headline (because you don't seem to have that particular ability) but come on. "Lesbian prison gangs waiting to get hands on Lindsay Lohan."
We actually questioned (just for a moment, mind you) whether or not to post this because, frankly, it's really disturbing. In the end, though, it felt sorta necessary. Plus, everybody else is posting it. (Not that we'd follow them all off any bridges or anything.) And so: it seems that the world now has proof, as if anyone really needed it, that Mel Gibson did indeed raise a hand to girlfriend Oksana Grigorieva.
A change is gonna come
Even though the YMCA has been around for almost two centuries, most of us didn’t get that it was geared towards young, Christian men thing until half way through high school. Unless you were a gay man in the 1970s. Then, in your heart of hearts, you always knew.
Now, in an effort to be young, the YMCA will literally be Young, dropping off its last three letters to be simply known as “Y,” its already popular nickname.
Well, well. It appears that Prince was right. Electronics really are out to get us. In a fine example of a guy getting burned (literally) by his attachment to technology, an Apple customer recently brought a charred iPhone 4 into an AT&T store looking for an exchange. And some answers. It seems that his smart phone became increasingly hotter while plugged into the man's computer with a standard USB cable, finally sparking into flames.
I've refrained from
blogging about Lebron James for too long. Initially opting to leave the
commentary to the peeps that do this sort of thing for a living, shit
just got too bizarre last night for me to hold back from airing my
grievances any longer. So here's a rundown of the winners and losers in
this Lebron James saga that has finally boiled over after stewing for three
of the world (or at least of Boston and its associated suburbs) unite!
Vive la gluttony, street fairs, live music and more gluttony! Bastille
Day is right around the corner, folks, and you better get your croissant-consuming self ready, because Beantown will be seeing blue, white, and
red (not to be confused with "seeing red, white and blue" -- that was
last weekend) all week long.
We'd heard whispers that an Arrested Development feature length film was in the works, but we hardly dared to believe it. Then, a curmudgeonly David Cross went as far as to say it flat out wasn't going to happen, a statement Jason Bateman refuted. In today's film industry, the most successful television show adapted for film features four menopausal sluts gallivanting across nations in age-inappropriate couture (and, in the case of Sex and the City 2, culturally offensive/insensitive couture.
Paul Reubens as Pee Wee Herman
FEST | Outdoor
screening of the ‘80s classic Pee-Wee's Big Adventure | Seven
Somerville | July 8 @ approximately 8:15 pm | somervillema.gov
CROSSING BLOCK PARTIES
| DJs, prizes, food, cocktails, and more | Summer St, Boston| July 8 +
15: 5-8 pm | facebook.
There'll be none of that big city excitement anymore, Ms. Chapman, you're going to Moscow!
Remember the 10 accused (and indicted) Russian spies? They've already plead guilty (yep, no Rosenberg/Alger Hiss drama here).