Another day, another name for Diddy. The artist formerly known as P. Diddy, Puff Daddy, and J. Lo’s boyfriend has decided to go by Sean John, his birth name, for the foreseeable future. “I have always evolved and taken a different name each time. Right now I want to be Sean John because that’s where I am right now,” said the remix inventor, according to the Daily Star. So what could this mean for the many-monikered rapper? A new album? Another cologne? Sean John might be preparing his new image for his brand new reality television show.
In the grand tradition of impromptu balladry (Jonathan Richman, Adam Sandler), a dude has concocted a folkie ode to his hero. Because his hero is the best QB around, and because the best QB’s team is heading for the Superbowl, the ode is now news (if you define news as wonderful nonsense that eats up the minutes of your day). Please learn the words to the ode, develop your own man-crush on the best QB, and bet lots of loot on the triumph of New England. Oh, and send to a friend as well.
If you’re looking for a similar feel, don’t forget the passion between Andy Samburg and Dr. Evil.
Here’s a new Amy Winehouse home video to brighten your day. In it, the singer continues her Self Destruction 2008 Tour by smoking from a crack pipe and talking about how she just took six Valium. The whole thing is recorded by a friend who then sold the video to the British tabloid The Sun, which should be a lesson to all you famous crackheads out there. If a pal is taping you inhaling/snorting/injecting/smoking/eating drugs, tell them to shut that sh*t off! Learn something from Amy Winehouse – something other than just drugs being bad, obvs. [The Sun]
It’s tough for celebs and arts journalists to rise and shine so early, but once a year duty calls and newfound fame awaits. The Oscar nominations took place in L.A. this morning, and the usual suspects made it to the “Best Picture” category. Atonement, Juno, Michael Clayton, No Country For Old Men, and There Will Be Blood are all vying for the top prize.
Our Critics Choice Awards, which prides itself on “predicting” the Oscar noms, came damn close to clocking 100% with their Best Actress list last month. Cate Blanchett, Julie Christie, Marion Cotillard, Ellen Page, and Laura Linney are all part of the Big O list.
The swagger of the actors’ list is staggering. George Clooney, Daniel Day-Lewis, Johnny Depp, Vigo Mortensen, and Tommy Lee Jones are up for the parts.
Sundance Film Festival Filled with D-Listers
Kim Kardashian, Nicky Hilton and Nicole Eggert from Charles in Charge class up Robert Redford’s once hip film fest. [NYP]
Kiefer Sutherland Back on the Streets
Jack is back from the clink to save America – but without 24 on the tube this year, how can he really help us? [People]
Brad Renfro Remembered at Funeral
The actor was honored by family members and friends at a service in his hometown. RIP. [Us]
Denise Richards Wants Tacky Reality Show for her Fam
The ‘actress’ is fighting with ex Charlie Sheen to allow their two daughters to appear in the reality show she is pitching. World, meet the next Dina Lohan! [Ok!]
Paris Talks BritBrit: She’s a “sweet girl!”
Expert Paris Hilton dished on Britney and Nicole at Sundance, shocking the world by not talking about herself for 30 seconds straight. [Us]
Everything you need to know about this episode (and everything you need to know about everything, for that matter) is here:
Adrianne and Chris are back! They’re still fighting, but they’re still in love – thanks to counseling twice a week. Isn’t married life amazing?
Frenchie In; Sara, Niki, Korie Out Posted at 9:58 PM EST
What do you think? Did the right girls leave?
Last week was the Rock of Love 2 season premiere. Get caught up here and tell us who Bret will cut on Sunday and who he’ll ask to stay.
Still safe in the house:
Fallen, but not forgotten:
On Tuesday we sang the praises of the beer-loving Aussie dude who dismayed his ‘hood with a wild-ass college-age throw-down, and earned himself some Net notoriety when he stood tall against a haughty news anchor who tried to discipline him on camera. A lesson was learned by stoner rebels everywhere: if your glasses are “famous,” keep ‘em right on your nose.
So did our man Corey Worthington shrink away and mumble apologies to family and friends once the dust settled? Hell, no. He dodged his parents, accepted more interviews and set up his next bash. Currenly he is mulling over sizable hosting fees, a la Linds and Brit.
What kind of music you think Corey Worthington listens to?