I saw P.S. I Love You a little while ago, and just remembered that I wanted to write about it, but had forgotten.  The movie begins with an argument between Holly (Hillary Swank) and Gerry (Gerard Butler) who have been married for nine years since they were both quite young, and are trying to decide if and when to have children and what direction their lives will take.  Holly is the responsible one in the relationship, while Gerry is the charming Irish rogue who refused to take life too seriously, and while they have issues, they clearly love each other.

Then, of course, fate gets in the way, and the next scene is Gerry's funeral, where we discover that he has recently died of a brain tumor.  Holly carries him home in his black and metal studded urn and then becomes a zombie invalid until she discovers that Gerry has set up a series of letters to be delivered to her over the course of the next year to bring her back to life.

What follows is a series of adventures which alternately cause Holly to move on in her life and remember (via convenient flashbacks) the life she and Gerry had together, including their chance meeting in Ireland.

I expected the movie to be an overdone emotional mess, but I was surprised at how well it was done, and that they don't just find Holly another man to make her happy after she gets over the loss of her husband.  While it's pretty unrealistic that she becomes a shoe artist after only a year, it's great to see the loss help her discover what she wants to do with her life, when she'd previously been working in a dead end job that was only to pay the bills.

In addition, it was nice to see Jeffrey Dean Morgan not be the dead guy for once after his roles in Grey's Anatomy (where he played the dying/dead Denny Duquette), Weeds (as Judah, the dead husband of Nancy Botwin, pot dealer) and I think Supernatural (I believe he played the main characters' father who was missing for the beginning of the series, and then died, though I'm not positive how that played out).  He's a good actor, though his Irish accent seemed incredibly contrived.

If you're one of those people who needs a good cry every now and then, P.S. I Love You is a good way to get that cry out of the way.  It's a tear jerker, not just when Gerry has first died, but when you discover how they met and came to be together.  It's very sweet, but realizing that they had that kind of love and lost it is pretty depressing, though Holly's journey to find herself is more life affirming.

I normaly don't post much info on other cast members from The Wire other than the corner boys, Chris & Snoop, but I saw this kid Panama on Nahright, and thought I would post this up for yall. I don't like posting on the weekends. I'm supposed to be cleaning!

I don't know if you recognize him, but at the end of the video (after the jump), he describes himself as "HBO's favorite street bully" aka "Smack ya favorite fiend". lol.

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LVChubsGut created a "remix" of Paul Smith's beatdown from a film titled Sno-Line.  I haven't seen this movie at all, but I have to give mad props to LVChubsGut for delivering the goods.  Okay, so I could do without the blood, but the gut-punching is just way too hot...

BearBeat Score:
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In Los Angeles your status is dictated by the kind of vehicle you zip around town in.

Sad, but true!

Makes sense, then, that when you pull up in front of "The Villa" - and a swarm of ravenous paparazzi descend on 'ya - that your Beamer, Benz, or boxy Volvo gleams under the light of the silvery moon.

God forbid you should be busted for a DUI in a late model sedan with a nick or two in the door and a swirl of dead leaves decaying beneath the windshield wipers.

At Santa Palm Car Wash in West Hollywood, a crew of uniformed experts is prepared to slap that auto into tip-top shape, but the detailing will cost you extra!

First time I heard the term - "detailing" - I shook my head.

Say what?

It's an anal retentive's ideal approach to a "car wash" - with an emphasis on painstaking nerve-racking attention - to the essential nitty-gritty. At Santa Palm, for instance, a gang of veritable whiz kids add sparkle to the chrome grill, luster to the interior headrests, and a dash of spit-and-polish to set off those hub-caps.

Yeah, no crevice, crack, or crawl space goes unchecked!

In a nutshell, it's a Hollywood-style fancy-smantzy way to extract a few extra bucks from the tony elite!

But, Santa Palm Car Wash stands out from the others - if only for its celebrated clientele - who swear by the foo-foo experience.

In fact, many of the glittering elite snap up a glossy still from their portfolio before they head out to the popular scrub joint, sign a heartfelt note to "Sam" (the owner), then mingle among the other notables out front as the minions work magic on their precious glide mobiles.

In the old days - when I first sauntered into Tinsel town with stars in my eyes - quite a few of the local merchants were inclined to tack up a dog-eared publicity still or two at the entrance of their establishment.

It was great for stirring up a bit of idle chit-chat - and a much-needed distraction - as the customers lolled about and waited patiently for the cashier to rustle up the dry cleaning or discreetly pack up and tally the liquor tab.

At Santa Palm the tradition is a class act!

At "Sam's", each keepsake is a veritable treasure; framed under pressed glass on a custom-made wall that stretches all along one side of the scrubbing paraphernalia.

The collection is quite amazing and includes: a dashing Dudley Moore astride a pristine Roll Royce; a perky Shirley Jones beaming a winning smile (a dead moth managed to settle inside the frame of her mug shot, somehow); a faded shot of Ann Miller (with a boa constricting her); a chubby-faced Rock Hudson lookin' a little worse for wear (must have been in the "McMillan and Wife days". That catered food will pack on the pounds, fer sure!), and one of my faves, actress Ann Gillian (I acted in "This Wife for Hire" with the sexy talented woman a few years back).

In addition to the actors, mixed in for good measure, are a handful of celebs from the music biz; The Temptations, in a snazzy band shot; Kiss, dolled up in a ghoulish, signature get-up; Cher, with her foot resting on a barbell, of all things (must have been in the days when she was into bagel boys, I guess); and Edgar Winter caressing his horn.

Some photos are faded, others poorly lit. A few are slick and professional, with the names of Managers and Agents stylishly etched on the edges, for easy reference. 'Ya never know, the exposure may land a bookin'.

On occasion, the personalities peer out like old friends from the past; for example, Sally Struthers posing in her thin days; gorgeous Farrah Fawcett enticing gawkers with a publicity still taken at the height of her poster power (when teen-age boys pined for her as a Charlie's Angel); Jimmy Connors spinning a winning ball; while a weathered mug of Columbo comforts, as he tokes on a crusty cigar.

Holy cheese whiz, Batman! There's Robin in his kitschy get-up, too.

So many stars in the great firmament.

And a mug or two that faded away into oblivion.

Maybe memory doesn't serve me well, but there appears to be a face - and a name or two - that just don't jangle any bells.

Don Blanton? Blair Ashley? And who the heck is the male fitness model - with just one name - Sebastian?

Speaking of one name-wonders...Angelina didn't make the cut, doesn't grace the wall; but, Fabio does - go figure!

Yup, pecker - um - pec power goes a long way in Tinsel town.

Ah, all the stars that never were, are pumping gas and parking cars?

Then, there are the "Tony Orlandos", plugging weight-loss programs for suburbanites, waiting for the fickle finger of fate to turn around.

Heh, come backs are big in Hollywood.

Hold on to that memorabilia; it may be worth big bucks one day!

Lakshmi Rai the leading South Indian actress who recently makes rumors with the cricketer SreeSanth was yet again paired with Dhoni. Lakshmi Rai who was spotted at IPL Chennai Super King matches as a brand ambassador for the team was fully made with rumors. Our TKada respondent Mangalam Sir interviewed her at that time she was shy to speak about the nights with Dhoni but after that she explains their relationship at many nights. Lakshmi Rai first met Dhoni for a match but he doesn’t know about me much. Read the rest of this entry »

Maxim did a list of the Awesomest Losers In Sports Movie History.  4 out of the 10 were bearish, which proves the fact that bearish men tend to be on the losing end when it comes to Sports Movies.

I especially love the comments on Bolo Yeung's rippling pecs and Mr. T's rounded behind without resorting to homophobic comments...  Awesome job, Maxim!  Love it.

Many years ago, I wrote a coming-of-age short story for my Freshman year Creative Writing class.  I thought that it was the bestest story I had ever written.  Like Ralphie from A Christmas Carol, I was gleaming with joy knowing that my teacher would be wowed by such a heartwarming tale of a teenager coming to grips with his sexuality.

Unfortunately, my ego was crushed when I got a D- for my work.  In short, she was not clear on what a "bear" was which left her completely confused with the whole story.  To this day, I still remember those bleeding red marks on the bottom of my final page: "Is this a gay story?"

Anyway, with that brief background, the title of this post is in honor of my failed short story.  It is also the very title that I used.

The moment I saw this magazine in a grocery store, I already knew that I was going to buy it.  But then, thoughts of guilt and shame washed over me.  What will the grocery lady at Daeai Holiday Mart think?  Oh.  My.  God.  She'll know!  She'll know that I'm only buying this because I am so attracted to Tommy "Tiny" Lister, Jr.!  I mean, just look at that massive and beefy chest.  Who wouldn't go weak at such an image of bulky muscles?  I can already envision those pecs undulate, mesmerizing me into a euphoric orgasmic ecstasy.  Then look at how Mr. Lister's pecs are about to connect with Hogan's chest.  How can you not fall in lust with such perfect symmetry?...  Anyway, I then grabbed a bag of Doritos so that I did not look like a loser and went there just to buy this porno mag.

At the checkout line, my heart was pounding with fear.  I feared that the lady would touch the glossy magazine cover with her greasy fingers.  And what did you know?  She landed her right grubby paw on Mr. Lister's perfect physique as she scanned the barcode.  I could then hear my libido: "Oh please don't bend the magazine, oh please, please, pretty please, please!" Needless to say, she bent it.  I cried.

Pathetic.  I know.  ;)

Ah yes.  Mr. Jim "The Anvil" Neidhart.  He's one of my favorite classic bearish wrestlers of all-time.  He's furry, muscular yet chubby, and has a beefy gut that he would proudly display on certain matches.

As for that specific magazine, look at those wide shoulders and stocky chest.  That goatee is also unbelievably sexy.  And with his mouth partly open, it's just an invitation of all-night lovin' and romance.  "Take no prisoners"?  Sir, I'd go M.I.A. anytime...

Oh my.  Junk Yard Dog.  He's one of the few "good guys" that I fell in love with.  How could I not?  Look at that bearish physique and perfect beard of his.  I always went nuts every time I saw him with those chains wrapped around him.  There's just something primal and beastly about such a minimal attire.

And as for the magazine itself: "JYD's Ultimate Weapon."  Hmm.  I'm pretty sure exactly what his ultimate weapon is...

And, finally, The Magnificent One Don Muraco-WWF Era.  I normally saw him shaven, displaying his smooth and bulky muscles.  This magazine, on the other hand, proudly displays a Don Muraco that I completely love and appreciate.  He is definitely "The Rock"...

Here's an old magazine scan of the unknown beefy musclechub actor/stuntman.  And why is it here?  I'm still begging for any assistance or clues in figuring out his name.  It's driving me crazy as N'Sync used to say.  Dear Lord, I just referenced N'Sync.  It's worse than I thought...

Anyway, here's a fuzzy snapshot of that unknown woofster I had taken a long time ago with a video capture card called Snappy (which was connected to a serial COM port -- try to find that on a modern PC -- and powered by a 9V battery).  Ah, the things I went through to capture blurry bearish images...

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With her BFF Demi Lovato off touring with the Jonas Brothers, rising Disney star Selena Gomez has been making her way around the event circuit as she fills up some free time.

After attending Todd Goldman’s “Stupid Art Show” alongside the Hilton sisters the day before, the Wizards of Waverly Place actress joined a bevy of celebs at the "VH1 Rock Honors" party at Intermix in West Hollywood last night (July 11).

Wearing a cute white polka dot sleeveless top with black pants and a pair of heels, Selena posed on the red carpet solo before hamming it up alongside fellow attendee David Henrie.

The event, which pays homage to bands who influenced the sound of rock music, honors The Who this year - with a show to be held at UCLA’s Pauley Pavillion later tonight - premiering on VH1 on Thursday (July 17).

Selena looks absolutely amazing...as usual! :)

Ashley Tisdale talked to Access Hollywood about how hard it was that last day filming the new Walt DIsney Pictures' movie High School Musical 3: Senior Year. “We went into the last day thinking, ‘It’ll all be fine ‘cause we’re all really good friends and we’re so close,’” Tisdale recounted to Access Hollywood’s Billy Bush for an interview airing on The Billy Bush Show tonight. “It wasn’t even the last scene — we couldn’t even get through it. We were crying and just so emotional over the whole thing.”

And as Ashley has said before, she’s fairly sure the whole cast is moving on after this.

“We’re so attached to each other,” Tisdale explained “We’ve had such fun doing these movies…. It’s like working with your best friends all the time. It’s definitely something that’s tough to leave and say goodbye to.”

And as Tisdale added, they won’t be back. “I heard they’re going to do a High School Musical 4, but we have nothing to do with it,” she said. “I think we’re all doing other projects and moving on.”

This is very sad...definitely for hardcore HSM fans!!! :(

So, expect to see a whole brand new cast for High School Musical 4, which will air sometime next year on Disney Channel.

It's gonna be weird not seeing Zac, Vanessa, Ashley, Corbin, Monique, and Lucas, not being in the fourth installment of HSM.