It’s Memorial Day! Let the summer beach reading commence! I have two goals this summer—spend lots of time sitting on the beach (with sunscreen of course) and read lots o’ books while sitting on the beach. I believe I can achieve these goals. I’m placing a large Amazon order today, so I’ve been doing some research and thought I’d share. After the jump, my picks for the best beach reads this summer. Keep reading »
Author Jennifer Belle thinks that “publishing is no laughing matter these days.” That’s why she’s hired actresses to laugh hysterically while reading her new book The Seven Year Bitch. It’s about a 40-something who loses her Wall Street job and feels trapped with a kid and a husband and becomes a “seven year bitch”—getting a new job, having affairs, etc. In order to boost sales for her latest effort—her previous books Going Down and High Maintenance sold fairly well—she auditioned over 100 actresses to play readers. She narrowed it down to 40 lucky ladies who will receive $8/ hour to go to the most populated parts of New York City this weekend and crack up while reading her chick lit. Kind of grassroots meets guerilla marketing. I think it’s kind of genius … as long as the book is actually funny and not as depressing as it sounds. [NY Post] Keep reading »
As I predicted, Lee DeWyze snagged the “American Idol” title last night. Go me … I mean … go Lee! But I’ll get back to Lee in a minute since there were two hours’ worth of star-studded performances before we heard his good news. Keep reading »
In fifth grade I was the new kid in school, which is always hard. But I think it’s hardest in gym class. Especially if you’re the new “chubby” kid with zero athletic ability. Hello locker room spitballs.
It was the day before Thanksgiving and, much to my dismay, running day in gym class. Running days were my most dreaded, aside from dodge ball days — my head is a ball magnet for some reason. I was the slowest runner in my class besides Stephen, the even fatter, even newer kid who everyone called “Snuffy.” I already knew what would happen out there on the track. Everyone would be staring at me from the sidelines, having finished ages ago, as I rounded my final lap, huffing and puffing from my allergies, turning red with embarrassment and possible heat stroke, everyone laughing as I crossed the finish line flapping my arms. I can’t do this today, I just can’t, I thought. I hid in a corner of the locker room trying to come up with creative ways to get out of running.
Mr. Pollack, the gym teacher, announced that we would be running the “Turkey Trot” — a glorified one-mile run with a stupid name to make it sound fun. The person who came closest to guessing their time would win a giant, chocolate turkey. How awesome would that be to receive a giant piece of chocolate at the end of this torture session? So totally radical, to use the vernacular of the day. Not that I needed any chocolate. Keep reading »
Hands down, the best thing about working at The Frisky is our amazing readers. We so heart all of your witty, thoughtful, and informative comments—heck, we even appreciate the mean ones. Sometimes, we can’t help but wonder about the faces behind avatars. We decided to launch a weekly column where we learn all about a Frisky reader. After the jump, meet Singlegirl@31, one of our most prolific commenters. Keep reading »
Tuesday night was Jesse James’ big “Nightline” interview. We were all waiting to find out what he had to say for himself after the heinous Sandra Bullock betrayal. So what was his million dollar excuse? He says he cheated because he was abused as a child. “[My persona] is a smoke screen so people won’t see that I’m a scared, abused kid,” he said. “I grew up with a huge amount of shame and fear and abandonment on my shoulders from a very young age and I think, you know, the way my mind rationalized [cheating], ‘Well, you know, I might as well do whatever I can to like run her off cause she is going to find out what I am anyway and leave me anyway.’” I personally felt sad for him that he waited so long to deal with his issues and they, in turn, ruined his life. Sandra will be fine. He seems like much more of a victim to me. All that being said, I still don’t think what he did was justified. So what did you think? Satisfying explanation or total BS?
It’s always a little hard to know what to think when a famous guy explains the psychology of why he cheated. After all, is there really any excuse? After the jump, let’s play a little game. Match the cheater with the rationalization they gave. Keep reading »
In addition to being a mommy dearest, Courtney Love is also a stage mommy. According to a new book coming out on June 1, Courtney was the stage mom from hell while Frances Bean was at summer camp. Mickey Rapkin, the author of Theatre Geek, which follows three teen actors during a 2006 summer session at a performing arts camp, Stagedoor Manor, interviewed Courtney in the book. FYI, there’s also a documentary about the camp, whose famous alum include Lea Michelle, Zach Braff, and Mandy Moore, called “Stagedoor.” I especially liked it because I went to the rival performing arts summer camp, French Woods. Ah, to be a teen theater geek. But I digress … back to crazy Courtney and what I can only imagine was a nightmare of a summer for Frances Bean. Keep reading »