With the internet giving everyone and their packed lunch a venue to voice their thoughts, and VH1--as Mr. Mason pointed out to me--going from music video network to a channel of list shows and smart asses, everyone and their packed lunch are voicing their thoughts. Want to know what Lil John thinks about a J.Lo marriage? Want to see a girl wearing glasses talk about legwarmers? Go to VH1: a channel for the ages (as long as it's a decade that everyone loves).

Because of this phenomenon, it's been harder to come up with dumb cheap shots nobody's ever heard. Not only that, but there has also been a recent resurfacing of Clinton and O.J.--the kings of lying under oath. It's as if they're wondering if the dumb cheap shooters have said all of what they could say, because maybe things don't get old. Clinton even came volleying a book into the air with a winking nudge. "Think 'pages...stuck together...!' eh? EH?!"

But maybe the smart ass movement will yield a new era, where one can realize that not all cheap commentary has to be assholesque. How about a world of dumb cheap raves for the ages (not counting things you see on movie posters)?

CHEERS and KUDOS!
Cheers to Steven Spielberg's The Terminal. Was I the only one who liked this film? Going in the theater suspending belief, one can summarize this movie as an unrealistic minority-driven sitcom that got cancelled after 128 minutes. This is a formula that hasn't been implemented since WB's Homeboys from Outer Space: a sitcom for the ages.

Kudos to privatized space programs. Like a true hipster, Mike Melvill became the first civilian to achieve DIY space travel. Reaching sub-orbital altitudes, the company plans to offer their services to people wondering what Earth looked like while riding a roller coaster. The aircraft, SpaceShipOne, had its own oxygen. But only to be ironic.

Cheers for Mary Kate Olsen's anorexia. To celebrate their birthdays, the Olsen twins pay tribute to their fans by giving them a way to differentiate between the two. For now on Mary Kate is known as the skinny one.

Kudos to Britney Spears's engagement to Kevin Federline--backup dancer for Justin Timberlake, and father of two to a backup actress of TV's Moesha. Demystifying the regality and sophistication of celebrity, the down-to-earth Spears proved that one needn't be a childhood friend to marry a pop star (as in the case of Seinfeld backup actor, Jason Alexander). One would only need to have two unwed childred and be gay.

And finally, cheers to Gay Weekend. What a rocky year for the controversial community. This is their weekend to relax and run around down one street in true half-naked fashion. Honor the lifestyle with rainbow ribbons and a viewing of White Chicks, by the Bros. Wayne--for it truly is a gay movie.