The Dutch, who have brought us drive-through pot stores, open houses for bordellos and floating abortion ships, are working on a television show that makes over a homeless people in the hopes they'll land gainful employment.
And it's called ... wait for it ... Pimp My Life.
I had to Google around for a while to make sure this was not from The Onion. It's serious. The show is sponsored by the Dutch Evangelist Broadcasting Union and is based on the MTV automobile makeover show called Pimp My Ride.
What sick puppy mashed up Oprah's grilling of fabulist author James Frey with her mondo couch session with Tom Cruise?
(From the Best Week Ever, hat tip Gawker)
LIVE FROM FIFTH & MARKET -- They're not just picking anyone for Survivor these days. On the new season, which not-so-coincidentally, starts airing tonight, the 16 strangers angling for $1 million include a former astronaut, a black belt in karate who teaches high school art, a lady lumberjack, an operating-room nurse, a circus performer, a one-time Miss Teen Texas, a yoga instructor who played pro basketball.
So who are the adventurous ones lining up this morning outside CBS studios in Philadelphia, hoping to catch the casting director's eye and get picked for this summer's filming?
A woman who was kidnapped as a girl and spends her days dealing with New Jersey politicians.
Gizz-ette ( I love his rockin' blog name), the conservative columnist John Gizzi at Human Events, gives a history lesson on the real Latimer, a name from the red-faced era of the House Committee on Un-American Activities.
How did I wind up on this Web site? I started at Drudge, and couldn't resist the news flash that trumpeted:
Caught a lot of the Golden Globes last night. The red-carpet run-up, too. Basically, the whole wall-to-wall, Super Bowl-style, scorched-earth coverage. When Joan Rivers talked with Zach Braff about Woody Allen, and gave an endorsement of "old sex," I actually spit up my prune juice.
There was plenty of eye candy from the A-list, but I noticed an old friend of mine was missing from the awards ceremony - an actual Hollywood wheel, who has a couple movies coming out this month.
"The Golden Globes are a complete TV marketing event voted on by the Hollywood Foreign Press Association, most of whom are waiters," he said.
A conspiracy involving the multi-colored Australian coogi.
Going on TV tonight. CN8's Money Matters Today has invited me to join Daniel Lyons, the Forbes writer whose current cover story, "Attack of The Blogs," has triggered hundreds of counter attacks.
His piece is here, and makes for provocative reading, focusing on those who use the blogosphere to anonymously assault a company's credibility. The headline grabs: "Web logs are the prized platform of an online lynch mob spouting liberty but spewing lies, libel and invective." (I know, reporters don't write headlines.)
The show's instructions say to wear my normal day-time makeup. I'm frightened.
Weather forecasts scarier than the weather.... Giving snow storms names.... Predicting The Storm of The Decade! and then watching as no snow falls....
Ever wonder how much television weather people really know about what's headed our way?
Weather blogger Tom Thunstrom has. He's begun a contest to measure which Philadelphia-area station is best this winter at predicting the snow and rain that falls.