It was bound to happen...

So I'm living proof that you can't live in L.A. and not get sucked into the whole celebrity/hollywood/movie thing...

Since I got an iPod Video for Christmas, I decided to download movies into it so I can get caught up with everything I missed since having children, therefore joining the legions of people living here whose speech is peppered with references to movies past.  I will never be completely "in" as there are also references to many TV shows that I have no idea about, but such is life...

Regardless of my past ignorance, there are current shows I MUST see.  "Arrested Development" I can't live without.  "Scrubs" is a couple favorite, followed by (not in the same league) "Everybody Hates Chris" and "My Name Is Earl". 

Then there are the ones I watch just so I have something to criticize.

Project Runway comes to mind really fast.  And now for my own bit of Hollywoodness I think I found Angelina Jolie's real brother right there on Bravo.  Everytime I watch this show this guy reminds me so much of her...  Which might explain why she safely made out with another guy a few years ago, claiming it was her brother.  But who really cares...  Oh no, one more thing:  I was talking to someone about why I'm not crazy about the new Ms. Pitt and this other person was defending her.  I decided to listen when she said "Angelina Jolie had a really hard childhood".  Waiting to hear some sad story that would make me re-think my probably ill-perception of her, I was attentive.  Here is what I heard:  "Oh, she had a really bad childhood.  I mean, her father was off accepting awards for his movies, while she lived in some... some shit-hole apartment in..."

At that point I was expecting something truly bad, such as "drug-infested building" or "a dilapidated shanty town" or even a brothel...  but no. 

"...some shit-hole apartment in BEVERLY HILLS"

Involuntarily, I spat out "are there shit-holes in Beverly Hills???" 

Hardly.

So while my hat's off to Ms. soon-to-be-Pitt for adopting those 2 children, I still hope that their lives will be as blessed as possible, which doesn't always come in a pretty package. 

And that they'll understand that "slumming" and "Beverly Hills" never belong in the same sentence.

Thank you to Wendy in California for getting me off my writing ass...