
Remember this year's Super Bowl halftime show? (God, it already feels like years ago.) And remember when M.I.A. kind of flipped you the bird? And remember how everyone lost their shit about it? UPDATE TIME! So it may come to pass that if any fines are levied by the FCC, it very well could be M.I.A. paying them, thanks to an iron-clad contract she signed with the NFL, in which she swore up and down she wouldn't do anything morally untoward. (In this political environment, I suppose flipping the bird counts as morally untoward.)
And if you're expecting your highness Madonna to stick up for M.I.A.'s right to "freedom of speech" or whatever... well, you can forget it. Here's what she had to say on Ryan Seacrest's radio show about the bird flip.
I wasn’t happy about it. I understand it’s punk rock and everything, but to me there was such a feeling of love and good energy, and positivity it seemed negative. It’s such a teenager…irrelevant thing to do…there was such a feeling of love and unity there what was the point? It was just out of place.
UGH! I thought it was stupid, too—until Madge said this. Go back to your candy bowl full of melted Werther's Originals, grandma!!
This just in from ONN: Beyoncé's newborn baby has been taken by a witch who claims the infant was promised to her in exchange for the star's good looks and beautiful singing voice. ONN entertainment reporter Angelique Clark has the details:
More details as we have them.
The "Gossip is Not Cool" poster came from the dollar store! The post-its and the marker did too! Welcome to "Gossip is Not Cool" Funnies!

"Gossip is Not Cool" Funnies presents... "A Dangerous Mind."

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We got this "Gossip is Not Cool" poster at the Dollar Store, we deface it on a regular basis, and thus we have... "Gossip is Not Cool" Funnies!

Here's today's episode entitled, "Occupied."

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Oh, "Gossip is Not Cool" Funnies! What will you do today?

Let's find out!

We got this "Gossip is Not Cool" poster from the dollar store, we hung it up in our office kitchen, and now we deface it on a semi-regular basis. Welcome to "Gossip is Not Cool" Funnies!

And now, here's today's "Gossip is Not Cool" Funny.

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As previously mentioned, our circ director Jay picked up a "Gossip is Not Cool" poster at the dollar store, which he promptly hung in the office kitchen, and we promptly began to deface on a regular basis.

That being said, here is today's "Gossip is Not Cool" Funnies!

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So Jay, our circulation director, found the following "Gossip is Not Cool" poster at the dollar store which he promptly hung up in our office kitchen.

And ever since, we've been modifying the poster every week into something we like to call "Gossip is Not Cool" Funnies!
For example:

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Dr. Conrad Murray, the personal physician to Michael Jackson, and who was with him on the night he died has been found guilty of involuntary manslaughter in the death of the pop king. Murray was accused of poorly administering the powerful anesthetic drug propofol to Jackson on the night of his death, which the star allegedly requested to help him sleep. From the AP:
Authorities never accused Murray of intending to kill the star, and it took eight months for them to file the involuntary manslaughter charge against him. It was the lowest possible felony charge involving a homicide.There was no law against administering propofol or the other sedatives. But prosecution expert witnesses said Murray was acting well below the standard of care required of a physician.
They said using propofol in a home setting without lifesaving equipment on hand was an egregious deviation from that standard. They called it gross negligence, the legal basis for an involuntary manslaughter charge.
Whatever, news. I want to talk about Halloween! What were the best costumes and worst costumes you saw this weekend?
What are you hoping little kids will dress up as tonight?
What did you dress up as?
Anything else hilarious?
My answers:
1) Best: A guy wearing a milk carton, "I am the one percent." Worst: I actually didn't see any bad ones at all. People were pretty creative! Though I stayed out of downtown, which probably helped.
2) Jawas! Why don't more kids dress up as Jawas? This is the ultimate kid Halloween costume.
3) Baberaham Lincoln. Did anyone else have a costume made entirely from the discount bin at Mr. Formal?
4) I went to a party at a co-op and someone was dressed as that mushroom guy—complete with trombone! This costume would probably not have made sense anywhere but the co-op.
Kanye West debuted his new womenswear collection in Paris over the weekend. It's not a fakey ghost designed celebrity line, apparently, and it's not horrible, but it definitely bears the marks of amateurism. Nonetheless it was attended (naturally) by Azzedine Alaia, Olivier Theyskens, Jeremy Scott, Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen, and Anna Wintour. It's kind of all over the place. Critics have noted that "a celebrity tag and a lively audience filled with music-business friends, does not cut it in Paris." (Suzy Menkes) and "A vast quantity of luxury materials can’t blind people to a lack of creative marksmanship." (The Wall Street Journal. Check out photos of it here, and peep West's expository, F-bomb laden speech given at the afterparty:
“Thank you for anybody that didn’t believe, because they motivated us to break our boundaries. We don’t know what the reviews will be, we don’t know what they will say, but I got a chance to go to Italy and feel those fabrics. I begged Louis Vuitton to let me do more shoes after my shoes sold out in two weeks, and they did not. I begged Nike, I begged this company to let me do it. And I took out motherf*cking loans to get the best models, to get the best designers, to get the best venue. I gave you everything that I had."He continued: "This is my first collection. Please be easy. Please give me a chance to grow. This is not some celebrity sh*t. I don’t f*ck with celebrities. I f*ck with the creatives in this room, the amazing people who spend every day of their life trying to make the world a more beautiful place. The amount of people that tried to get me a celebrity f*cking deal. They said, ‘You need to do boot-cut jeans, or you won’t sell.’ Shut the f*ck up ! Or Hedi Slimane in the motherf*cking Mercer, sitting with me, saying, ‘Stop giving them your ideas, Kanye. Do your own thing.’ Hedi Slimane! To feel so frustrated. And I thank anybody who came to this party, everybody who supported, everybody who believed, because people thought it was a joke, and maybe people still do, but I can only grow from this point.”
Everything I know, I learn from the tabloids while standing in line at the grocery store. For example:

Now, I was not aware of this, but Michelle Obama is a total b-hole who allegedly called Hillary Clinton, "Old, Sloppy, and Fat" according to the Globe. Obviously the humiliation was too great for our Secretary of State, and because she doesn't have anything better to do with her time, secretly got $50,000 worth of plastic surgery. BUT THAT'S NOT THE BEST PART. Also according to this cover, now that Clinton is hot, svelte, and entirely bangable, SHE'S GOT ANOTHER PLAN IN MIND. Reeeeeeevenge!

YOU GO, GIRL! Kick those bitch ass Obamas right out of that ruling seat of government!! (Ummm... anybody have any idea as to how she might accomplish this?)
According to the Hollywood Reporter, Portlandia is returning January 9th to IFC—but unlike last year when Fred Armisen and Carrie Brownstein wouldn't stop hogging the camera, this season promises to prominently feature a slew of deserving and underrated Portland-based actors and entertainers. Such as? Longtime Portland actor and resident, Tim Robbins! Director/actor/Voodoo Doughnut cashier, Penny Marshall! 30 Rock's Jack McBrayer (AKA Storm Large's next door neighbor and vocal coach). Timbers Army member/bicycle activist/OregonLive commenter and Bridesmaids star Kristen Wiig! And Lake Oswego resident Andy Samberg (I know, I know... not technically Portland—but close enough!).
Congrats to all of these unsung Portland talents who will finally get their day in the sun—and a bird on it!
Portland Fashion Week is creeping upon us (the first night is a week from tomorrow... guess that means I should do some laundry). PFW has enjoyed its fair share of controversy over the years based on everything from its participation fees to its often-douchey attendees, but it rarely enjoys the level of corruption outlined in Glamour UK's recent piece, "The Truth About Fashion Week," which reels off a list of blind items about designers and models engaging bad behavior ranging from job-interview hand jobs to searching models' handbags for tampons—being "in season" is apparently cause for firing in his house. Read the highlights here, and tune in for the highlights of our own Fashion Week beginning next week on MOD, where I promise to keep an eye out for coke-fueled temper tantrums and backstage blowjobs. One can hope.

As mentioned yesterday, it truly is a monumental accomplishment in the field of douchebaggery to be offered a princely sum by Abercrombie & Fitch in exchange for not wearing their clothing in public. But according to this report, that is exactly what The Situation (and his Jersey Shore cohorts) have managed to achieve:
Abercrombie & Fitch, the clothing company, is offering “substantial payment” to Mike (The Situation) Sorrentino, of the show Jersey Shore, if he will stop wearing A&F attire on the air. “We are deeply concerned that Mr. Sorrentino’s association with our brand could cause significant damage to our image. … We have also extended this offer to other members of the cast.”
Their mothers must be so proud.
However, when the reports came out regarding A&C's plummeting shares, The Situation snapped back, tweeting, “Looks like Abercrombie got themself into a Situation!” As for Paul “DJ Pauly D” Delvecchio, he pointed out the clothing company's sudden change of heart, having earlier come out with t-shirst emblazoned with the Shore catchphrase GTL (gym, tan, and laundry): “Hmmm if They Don’t Want Us To Wear Those Clothes Why Make GTL Shirts #yourPRsux,” he wrote, Tweeting to a picture of an Abercrombie & Fitch T-shirt with “GTL” stamped on it above the word “Fitch.”
Hmmm, good point Pauly D. Good point.
UPDATE: Oh shit, now the Taiwanese CG recreation people are on it. Okay, that's a bit much. Hit the jump to see it.

Best celeb sighting in town to date, yeah? (Sorry, Drew Barrymore. You're cute and all, but as you were in no way affiliated with the film True Grit, I'm gonna have to go with the Coen. Plus, Frances Mcdormand!)
Look what I just learned on Joel Coen's Wikipedia page:
Joel then spent four years in the undergraduate film program at New York University where he made a 30-minute thesis film called Soundings. The film depicted a woman engaged in sex with her deaf boyfriend while verbally fantasizing about having sex with her boyfriend's best friend, who is listening in the next room.
Over the weekend a Facebook page appeared for something called the 2012 Portland Fashion & Style Awards, prompting a whole lotta "WTF?" from my friends and associates in the local industry. Upon inspection of the website, it's revealed to be a Semper Fashion production, which let's just say does not inspire a ton of confidence, nor does the fact that the HQ address is in Vancouver. This is apparently happening in January, and until then, you can, if so inclined, vote on a number of categories listed on the web site, including "best designer," "salon," "event," "lifetime achievement," etc. We'll see how this shakes out, but we're watching you PFSA... we're watching you. Behold the mission statement:
We are Portland. We are Fashion & Style. From the City of Roses, the most sustainable city in the nation, home of fashion giants Nike, Jantzen Swinwear, Pendleton Woolen Mills and 3 Project Runway Winners, comes an event who's time has come, The First Annual Portland Fashion and Style Awards. Recognizing the fashion designers, boutiques, salons, models, photographers, make up artists and stylists of the Portland Metro Area and celebrating an industry which reflects our city's artistic and entrepreneurial spirit. Join us in honoring those who help to make Portland beautiful.
MOD: JK, we're not really watching you. We're just trying to get a better look at your shoes.






More fun/sad/dumb celeb tweets here.
Rumors were swirling over the weekend about spottings of both Johnny Depp and Drew Barrymore hanging out on the streets of Portland, as reported by Byron Beck. (Oh just embrace the quaint.) The Merc's own Marissa Sullivan came bursting in this morning to announce that she saw Barrymore on SE Hawthorne herself. The Depp thing sounds a little shakier, with speculations that Depp was visiting his (potentially nonexistent) home in Southern Oregon and/or attending induction ceremonies at the Oregon Cartoon Institute. Barrymore, meanwhile, was spotted at Beast (remember when she was vegan?), Oui Presse, and Pix. Did anyone else catch a glimpse?
Breitbart's Big Hollywood reports that Alec Baldwin is thinking about running for mayor of New York City:
The “30 Rock” star, who has long talked about running for political office, believes Weinergate has shaken up the field of candidates enough that he might have a chance to win, a friend of the actor told The Daily.
“Alec said, ‘Hey, maybe this changes the race. The dynamics have shifted,’ ” said Baldwin’s pal.
“The Democrats need a high-profile candidate, and Alec can fill that bill.”
Please don't run for mayor, Alec Baldwin. Let's leave this whole celebrities-turned-politicians shtick to the Republicans. In the big picture, Democrats are doing a pretty good job being the adults of the political world. An unserious high-profile candidate—especially a beloved actor with a few horrendous mistakes in his past—would make the entire party look bad.
Thank God CNN is around to cover the hard-hitting news like this:
When Morgan asked the hotel heiress about people's misconceptions, she replied, "Just having the last name Hilton, people assume that everything was handed to me and I've never had to work a day in my life. But in reality, I've worked so hard, I've done this all on my own and I don't take anything from my family. I do everything by myself.
...Hilton said her brand personifies "fashion, fun, excitement and amazing products."
"I really am passionate about every single thing I do ... and I've worked really hard to achieve all this."
Obviously. If Paris Hilton was born Paris Milton, the daughter a cocktail waitress in Tulsa, Oklahoma, she'd totally still have turned herself into a lucrative human brand. This is the story we Americans tell ourselves.
Lindsay Lohan, who granted does need a reputation makeover, is shooting for art star status, having teamed up with painter Richard Phillips on a film that's set to officially debut at the Venice Biennale. Um, she looks pretty, and pulls off the Brigitte Bardot references rather well, but it also looks like a perfume ad. Or, a Lindsay Lohan ad. Says Phillips, who is approaching his film project(s) as a mode of portraiture, "What fascinates me about Lindsay are not her problems but the way she embodies an eminence on the level of a Bardot or an Ullmann. "She’s a combination of the fantastic and the real, which is what makes her so magnetic. She can also bring forward an existential presence that speaks to the isolated self." Ya think?
According to the New York Post, Gwyneth Paltrow's potential recording deal with Atlantic Records crumbled after she reportedly demanded a $1 million contract.
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Now, I know I'm just mad at Everett because it happens to be the setting of my recent traumatic full-body Sheening. So please forgive me—I know it's not Everett's fault. BUT SERIOUSLY, EVERETT, OH MY GOD. Every business in Everett is either a bail bondsman or a Dairy Queen. Or a rape alley. Every moment spent in Everett feels like you're in an episode of The First 48. I texted my friend about this and he wrote back: "Yup, the most depressing thing I've ever seen was in Everett. It was an 11-year-old girl practicing stripper moves on a pole holding up the canopy of a bail bond office." REALLY? HOW LONG AGO WAS THAT BECAUSE I HEAR UNCLE CHARLIE IS IN THE MARKET FOR A NEW "GODDESS."
Anyway, it took me until today to write about the show because there's really nothing to say. Charlie Sheen is the most boring man on earth. The Charlie Sheen meme was entertaining for the first six hours after it happened—before Charlie Sheen learned about the Charlie Sheen meme and turned it into his one-man Withered Blowhard Catchphrase Jamboree. The WBCJ was held at the Comcast Arena, a 10,000-seat venue that was a little less than half-full. In case you're not a mathemagician like me, a little less than half of 10,000 people is still a fuckton of people—people who somehow aren't tired of listening to their creepy, addled uncle spout his same four self-aggrandizing uncle-jokes over and over. Many of these people wanted to show Uncle Charlie their tits (and they did).
Oh, you mean I can sit in a room and have a delusional drug-addict blowhard yell in my face for two hours about all the excuses for why his asshole boss fired him? DUDE, THAT'S CALLED A FAMILY REUNION.
Uncle Charlie, these people are not your fans. They are laughing at you. Also, you are terrible. Please stop talking and go take a nap. You're scaring the dog.
Salon asked a bunch of writers for their reaction to the upcoming wedding of Kate somebody and Prince William. I relate to this piece because I don't care either. (Apparently my need for validation extends even to things I'm indifferent toward.)
Stephen Elliott, author of "The Adderall Diaries"
I've been racking my brain about the royal wedding, trying to find the answer to the question "how do I feel?" I've explored my entire subconscious and for the life of me I can't find a thing.
Sloane Crosley, author of "I Was Told There'd Be Cake"My friend is getting married in Minneapolis this weekend and so that's the wedding I will be attending. Not because she is my friend but because I was invited to that one. I go where I'm wanted.
Beth Lisick, author of "Helping Me Help Myself"Besides this bear couple that I met at a party the other night, not a single person I know has even mentioned it. Don't take this the wrong way, like when people brag about not having a TV, but I really don't give a shit about any of it.
(The reliably hilarious Lisick, coincidentally, will be hosting the local funnytime variety show Entertainment for People tomorrow night at the Woods.)
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