By Bree Davies
By Emerald O'Brien
By Gina Tron
By Jon Solomon
By Drew Ailes
By Courtney Harrell
By Kyra Scrimgeour
Cred Sheet is a periodic gauge of cultural stimuli for those unwilling or unable to think about such shit for a living. (Note: These people are often smarter and better compensated than those who are willing and able.) It seeks to be a reliable font of valuable info and ostensible humor. Clip it out and take it along to speed-dating engagements as a valuable icebreaker and greased pathway to "The Coitus."
Let's knock it off with all the fucking Boris side projects already.
Take some time off. No, really. We'll be fine.
Your creeping suspicion that all the people sending you the link to that Reh Dogg "Why Must I Cry" video because they figured you'd really like it are secretly insulting you.
Like Being John Malkovich, with a louder soundtrack.
People who seem genuinely shocked and offended that theI'm From Rolling Stone interns are doing interesting and fun and telegenic things as opposed to normal intern drudgery.
For painstakingly accurate reality programming, we kindly direct you to C-SPAN.
Idiot Box, the Sequel
The post--Super Bowl lack of televised sports that, while depressing, will ensure that you never hear John Mellencamp's "Our Country" again.
It's almost worth it.
He contributed a song titled "Political Song for Kelly Clarkson to Sing."