Jennifer Lopez don't need no mans, no siree! The Gigli and Jersey Girl star is poised to purchase her second home on Long Island (the first she purchased in 2006 with then husband and El Cantante co-star, Marc Anthony). But it is a new dawn and a new day for J. Lo, and she needs a proper Hamptons hideaway to call her own.
For a brief period in the 90s—before 9/11, before the global economic collapse, before endless wars in the Middle East—it was fashionable to "care" about the environment. (You could still get laid wearing a World Wildlife Fund t-shirt, in other words.) Now? I mean, yeah, the environment... eh.
Lindsay Lohan is an Italian fashion plate. Emily Deschanel gives birth. Scarlett Johansson's late-night rendezvous with Timberlake. Bethenny Frankel's maritime rescuer thinks she's a jerk. Minka Kelly's butt gets slapped. Thursday gossip makes love to the camera.
This former reality star is trying to sell a story about having illicit threeways with the show's host. This singer is back on the drugs, and this married rocker spent a weekend hooking up with an old flame. Give that girl a reality show!
Here's the first full trailer for David Fincher's adaptation of The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo, the runaway airport-read sensation that, in its original Swedish, was called Men Who Hate Women. This trailer hints at why.
Fresh on the heels of the tenth anniversary of That Horrible and Fateful Day When Everything Changed, a new reason to Never Forget: an unidentified group of shadowy Arabs—or someone familiar with their secret communication codes—has managed to infiltrate our nation's commercial air system once again, and scrawl mysterious unknown gibberish terror messages on the underbelly of planes. Will these messages explode?
The only Starbucks-related complaint that just-fired barista Christopher Cristwell fails to make in his little ditty here is that the once-classy chain now attracts too many camera-hiding perverts. Oh, and that they still don't serve 25-cent hot wings, though that particular issue might just be mine.
As part of the TSA's efforts to stop black women from always trying to board airplanes with their hairdos full of explosives and boxcutters, an agent at Atlanta's airport made Dallas-based hairstylist Isis Brantley submit to a thorough Afro search. And a free head massage! Security checkpoints are the new spas.
On the one hand, you have Fox's The X Factor, an atrocious, over-hyped reality show that seeks to lavish $5 million on a nobody's recording career, yet can't seem to properly mike its own judges. On the other, you have The Queen Extravaganza, a lesser-known talent search that will offer "shit hot vocalists and musicians" the opportunity to tour with a massive, Cirque de Soleil-esque Queen tribute show. By way of talent, X Factor has thusfar provided us with, uh, this. Extravaganza, on the other hand, has already minted one guaranteed winner, in this startlingly accurate Freddie Mercury sound-alike. His name is Marc Martel, and he's the singer for a Christian rock group from Saskatchewan called downhere. Freddie would probably have taken a perverse pleasure in that fact. [via Reddit]
Poietic Studio is a London firm that describes itself as "a multidisciplinary practice with backgrounds in interactive & spatial design, art & engineering." But after seeing this video of its new Floating Orchestra product—which lets you use your iPhone to conduct 19 levitating spheres, each its own instrument that increases in volume as it physically rises—I'm more inclined to say it's one hell of a badass invention company and just leave it at that. [via BuzzFeed]
Here's footage shot on Sept. 10 at the Greenlands Labour Club in Lancashire, England, where an enterprising promoter had the inspired idea to pit two, bloodthirsty 8-year-old boys against one another in a cage fight battle royale. You call it a brutal form of child exploitation; they see it as their only ticket out of council flats. Watch in amazement as these scrappy young chavs and/or future looters get their first taste of young blood, then proceed to gut-kick the crap out of one another until one is declared victor and the other breaks down in tears. There is no crying in Pee Wee Mixed Martial Arts Fighting, children! Well, OK. Maybe there's a little crying. [Daily Mail, BBC]
On Monday, we tried to explain why a bunch of anti-corporate hippies had set up camp (and begun eating lots of pizza) on Wall Street as part of some Anonymous-backed protest called Occupy Wall Street. Well, we weren't the only ones who were a little confused. Stephen Colbert sent a camera crew to the protest to try and make some sense of it, as you can see in this clip from tonight's Report.
David Alan Anderson is not an exemplary traveler. After the 60-year-old Salt Lake City native recently boarded a Las Vegas-bound Delta flight, he immediately started elbowing the passenger seated directly next to him in an attempt to "claim" the armrest, according to a federal complaint. That led to Anderson putting his "foot on the passenger's leg," to which the passenger responded: "Sir, you are going to have to move over."
