Internet love is pretty common these days and sadly, divorce is even more so. So on the surface it’s not too surprising to hear that a British couple is divorcing after meeting in a chat room in 2003. But, of course, the devil is in the details. Indeed.
The chat room where Amy Taylor, 28, and David Pollard, 40, met was on a virtual community called “Second Life.” They had each created an avatar and eventually, all four of them fell in love. Six months after their first “lol” they had moved in together and in 2005 they married. They even held an online ceremony for their avatars.
However, it seems that happily ever after was not to be. The couple recently split after Amy caught her husband’s avatar getting cozy with a “Second Life” prostitute. Ouch. Calling Pollard’s act “the ultimate betrayal” Taylor hired a “Second Life”private investigator in search of further proof. The virtual P.I. caught Pollard’s avatar participating in some extramarital activities and he apologized to both his online and real life wives.
Taylor says Pollard is now engaged to the virtual prostitute despite never having met in real life. Don’t worry about Taylor though, she says she has also found internet love again. This time, in the virtual community “World of Warcraft.”
Here’s a picture of Pollard with his new girlfriend:
And Pollard and his “real life” wife (for now, anyway):
Oh huge news! Mariah Carey has spoken out about her decision to abstain from sex with husband Nick Cannon until marriage.
“It’s not that we had NO intimacy, we just didn’t have complete intimacy. It’s just me, and my feelings.
I definitely don’t want to push it on anybody else. But we both have similar beliefs, and I just thought that it would be so much more special if we waited until after we were married. And it was, and it still is.”
Aww, cute. Wait a second… didn’t they get married after just two months of dating?
Wow, those two months must have been really hard for them. Celebrities are so funny!
I’m on a blogging rampage. Here’s the weird stuff I’ve found on Al Gore’s invention today…
Let’s talk about squirrels. Rats with fluffy tails. True story: I was once attacked my squirrels by the Vietnam Memorial in DC. They wanted our snack foods and opened our backpacks. It was terrifying. Anyway, the science wonder children at UC Davis have found the solution to their squirrel overpopulation problem– birth control for squirrels. It’s true.
“This new birth control method may potentially help control squirrels or other species, such as white tailed deer,” said Sara Krause, a doctoral student in ecology who designed the plan.
“If we can test a birth control method and find it safe and effective, there’s a possibility of it being a breakthrough method in both urban and suburban areas,” she said.
I’m sure the Christians would rather they train the squirrels about natural family planning.
On to the Big O. Nope not that kind. (Geeeeeez. Parents read this blog!) No, not Obama. (Good guess though.) I’m actually talking about Oprah. The lady’s got it going on. There are talks that O might not renew her talk show in 2011! THE HORROR. That gives us just three short years left with her. TiVO that shiz now, people. Or don’t, because it will run more in syndication than the Fresh Prince of Bel Air. Oprah’s getting her own TV network. Boringly called the Oprah Winfrey Network, or hilariously and appropriately nicknamed, OWN. Oprah owns your soul. One might go so far as to say she PWNS you.
This is a good one! There was a brawl in Jerusalem today. Sadly, that alone means nothing. But the devil is in the details. IT WAS BETWEEN MONKS. (Get it? Devil in the details? Monks? Religion? Uhh…) Yes, monks. Rival monks! The Armenian monks and the Greek monks. This is better than West Side Story. Snap, snap, snap. The cops had to come break it up! Apparently these fights happen a lot. Oh, and when you go to the Church of the Holy Sepulcher, make sure you wear your neutral gang colors. FYI the Armenians wear pink and red and the Greeks wear black. From the AP:
The brawling began during a procession of Armenian clergymen commemorating the 4th-century discovery of the cross believed to have been used to crucify Jesus.
The Greeks objected to the march without one of their monks present, fearing that otherwise, the procession would subvert their own claim to the Edicule — the ancient structure built on what is believed to be the tomb of Jesus — and give the Armenians a claim to the site.
The Armenians refused, and when they tried to march the Greek Orthodox monks blocked their way, sparking the brawl.
Illinois is hoping for a tourism bump due to Barack’s win. Really? Well alright. Walsh, I’ll see you soon.
Ohhh the Onion. Always makes me chuckle. I can totally picture this story on Fox though.
Let me paint a picture for you. It’s a lazy Saturday, you’re slothing on a couch in Finland, nursing a hangover with your besties. You decide that watching an entire television series in one day is crucial to your Saturday plan. After much discussion, you and your friends unanimously decide on the classic series, LIttle House on the Prairie– based on the classic books by Laura Ingalls Wilder. So you walk down the streets of Helsinki to the nearest video store. You check the childrens’ section. Alas! NOTHING. The TV series section. CURSES! Then you see the back room…you know the one…the one that has the naughty movies. And there it is…on the shelf.
Yes, it’s true. If you want to watch Little House on the Prairie in Finland, you have to find it with the suitable for adult viewing only videos.
Why? Is there something XXX rated that we just never saw? Nope. Well, it’s a long series and checking the videos cost over two bucks per minute. So they decided to bypass that all together. Good plan, guys.
“Long series can get quite expensive to check, and some use this exemption in the law to their advantage,” said Matti Paloheimo, Director at the Finnish Board of Film Classification.
“Such unchecked material should not be shown to children publicly,” he added.
Publicly as in the reruns that the Finns apparently can’t get enough of? According to the Reuters story, the show is still popular in Finland and there are reruns every week on one of the state owned TV stations.
I’m going to refrain from making tasteless jokes about what happens in little houses on the prairie, but I think you get the point.
Move on over Mary-Kate and Ashley…there are new twins in town and they’re really…orange. And they want to be Hugh Hefner’s girlfriends. Yes, girlfriends is plural. Errr…weird?
Tragically, Hef’s relationship with primary gf Holly Madison is over. She wanted marriage and babies, but he lacked the sperm count. I’m not making that up. He is, after all, older than John McCain. He’s 82. Wowie.
So, obviously heartbroken that Holly has moved on to more fertile pastures, Hef has been babysitting hanging out with the 19-year-old twins. I mean, maybe he just wants to be a grandfatherly figure in their lives? No. How does he feel about them? Does he, ya know, like LIKE them? Like passing-notes-check-yes-or-no like them?
“They very much want to be girlfriends and now under the present circumstance, they probably will become my girlfriends.”
Remember Jennifer Moss? I wrote about her a few months ago. She was the lady who just wanted to patriotically parade in Oregon on Independence Day riding a bike, sans clothing? Ahh, now you remember. Well, she did have a hemp g-string…so she wasn’t totally nakey. Sheeeeeeeee’s back! And this time around, her name is being spelled by the press with a G. So she’s Gennifer Moss. No word on how that happened.
Anyway, she had a run in with the PoPo after construction workers–yes, construction workers (PRUDES!)–complained about her affinity for nude in-line skating. Ummm…hello? Do these men have mutated genetic codes? I’m totally baffled.
From the Oregonian:
“We confronted her and told her that she couldn’t expose her genitalia,” said police spokeswoman Cathe Kent. “She complied.”
In other words, she whipped out a string bikini bottom and continued on her only slightly less Lady Godiva-like way.
Haha, that a girl, Gen!
The police said most of the calls they received from people other than the prudish construction workers weren’t complaints about her lack of clothing, but rather her personal safety. Awww! There is good in this world.
She now also goes by the nickname, Earth Friend Gen. And she has her own MySpace channel. Yes, she is naked in some of the videos, you sick group of perverts. Watch the videos here. She also posted pictures of herself…yes, naked as well. One of the captions says, “I love being naked and free!” No doubt about that, EFG.
Oh, Gennifer! She’s totally cra-crazy, but you do have to admire her spirit. Keeping rockin’ out with your boobs out, lady. Whether that means riding a bike in a hemp g-string leading a group of skaters while blowing on a conch shell (FACT. She actually wanted to do that) or letting all hang out while you skate around. You’re kind of cool.
In case you haven’t heard the absurd news, “Natalie Dylan”, a 22-year-old from California, is is auctioning off her virginity to pay for her education. Gut reaction: EWWW. She uses the name Natalie Dylan as a pseudonym for, as she put it, “safety reasons”. (But gets interviewed by The Insider–so everyone can see what she looks like. I think, Natalie, someone is going to know who you are and how to find you…click here to watch the video.)
Safety? SAFETY?! I think safety was thrown out the window when she decided she’d have consensual sex with the highest bidder. Umm…have you seen Law and Order: SVU? There are some serious creep monsters out there. I don’t want to think about the legal mess that could occur should, God forbid, something bad happen to her.
“Through this process I’m not just looking for the highest bidder,” she said, Us magazine reported. “I’m looking for someone who is a genuine, overall nice person.”
But she also says she’s looking to get at least a million. Does she think Prince Charming is going to come along and drop a cool mil just to be nice and help her out? The auction, by the way, is going to be at Nevada’s famous brothel, The Moonlight Bunny Ranch. Yeah, she’s sure to meet a winner there. eBay, for the record, said no to the auction.
So there’s the whole safety thing that should make any woman scream no and consider life in a convent instead. But Natalie calls her decision “empowering”. I’m not going to go on a feminist rant, because I think the argument can be made against this without even bringing up feminism.
Okay, Natalie, I get that you want to pay for your education. I have loans too. And will have more when if I get into grad school (keep your fingers crossed for me). But here’s the thing. I would argue that in selling your virginity to pay for your academic education, you are selling yourself short in the life education department. Here’s what Dennis Hof, owner of The Moonlight Bunny Ranch, thinks:
“I think it’s a tremendous idea. Why lose it to some guy in the backseat of a Toyota when you can pay for your education?”
Tremendous idea, eh, Dennis? Well you know what? Sometimes some guy in the back of a car can be really meaningful. Far more meaningful than sex for money ever will be.
And somehow, I’ll still manage to pay for my education. Ironically, Natalie wants to pursue her master’s degree in marriage and family therapy–that’s a decent career. She should make enough money in her lifetime to pay back her loans the old fashioned way.
And here’s the final reason Natalie shouldn’t go through with her plan. Her mom thinks it’s a bad idea.
So I quasi-live blogged the show with the hottest cast EVER, quasi-not.
Quick thoughts:
Croquet, pastels and cocktails. It’s GG. And it’s on crack–and by crack I mean the Hamptons. Thirty seconds in and these crazy kids are already getting it on! God I missed this show. Rawr. WHY WAS I NOT THAT HOT AT 16? Or 17. Or 18. Or 19…this is getting depressing. Whatever.
Oooh Dunkin’ Donuts product placement on Rufus’ tour bus. My New England trained eye could spot a DD logo anywhere.
Drama with Blair and “Chuck Basstard” about a pin. What is this? 1950? LAME.
Speaking of Chuck. I think they’ve taken this “I’m Chuck Bass” thing a little too far. Taking good characters from the first time around and putting them on steroids for all subsequent appearances is a common mistake. I like to call it the Stifler Syndrome. In the first American Pie movie, Stifler was absurd yet oddly believable. And kind of funny. I mean, he does get peed on. With each AP movie, (AP 2, American Wedding) he became a caricature of himself and utterly obnoxious. He is practically the star of American Wedding. Teevee God (aka script writers and producers) help us. I WANT OLD CHUCK BACK.
Let’s take a second to acknowledge Serena’s hair at the White Party. She looked like a goddess, for sure. But the hair was so over the top. It looked like golden snakes wound in with the Jessica Simpson and Ken Paves lovechild hair extensions. Her hair = a hot tranny mess. Despite having hair of the Medusa persuasion, Blake Lively is stunning and I want to be her. (Blake and Penn–never ever ever ever break up. Ya’ll are the new Seth and Summer/Adam and Rachel. Don’t fail us like they did.)
I have a friend who believes Blair Waldorf is his soulmate. Best of luck to you, friend, because a) she’s not real and b) this bitch is back in full force. (Is it just me or did she look like she got into a nasty brawl with a spray tan booth? Ummm Blair it was the White Party, not the Orange and White party.) And dating a British lord who pretended to be an American that went to Princeton so that people liked him for his pretentious, rich American elitist self and not his pretentious, rich British elitist self? My mind is blown. First of all, this makes me yearn for the days when Prince William was still a dreamboat (sigh). But really, GG? You’re going to give us all false hopes that this tomfoolery actually happens? And that a British Lord wants me to like him for him and not just his title? Disney already ruined me. This might break me.
As Kristen Bell’s voice familiarly closed the episode with “You know you love me. XOXO, Gossip Girl”, I have to say, I don’t think I did love this Gossip Girl. The scripts were never good, but this was dreadful. I love me some bad teevee shows and my expectations are wayyyyyy lower than they should be, but I at least expect the dialogue to be tolerable at best.
But the clothes were amazing. And I’ll still watch next week. Mission accomplished.
On another note, I am obsessed with the song played in the opening scene. It is my new favorite summer/end of summer (wahhhhhhh) song and I am embarrassed. I am embarrassed because one half of the band, Shwayze, is Mischa Barton’s ex-bf. Remember Cisco Adler? Yup. Now he can be known for something other than looking like the younger brother of Weird Al and being the former lovah of the worst character on the OC and a Keds spokeswoman. Basically this song is the 2008 version of LFO’s “Summer Girls”. Stop judging me, jerks.
In the past few days there have been rumors that Sarah Palin’s youngest son, Trig, was actually her grandson, and liberal bloggers like yours truly were loving it. But now the truth is out. According to the latest news from the New York Times, it looks like Trig really is Palin’s son, but that Palin’s 17-year-old daughter, Bristol, is knocked up:
Bristol Palin, one of Alaska Gov. Palin’s five children with her husband, Todd, is about five months pregnant and is going to keep the child and marry the father, the Palins said in a statement released by the campaign of Republican presidential candidate John McCain.
Bristol Palin made the decision on her own to keep the baby, McCain aides said.
According to the McCain campaign, McCain knew about the pregnancy when he selected Palin as his VP but he had “decid[ed] that it did not disqualify the 44-year-old governor in any way.” I find it hard to believe that McCain knew about this situation and still picked Palin. Sure, it doesn’t “disqualify” her, but it sure as hell complicates things. For a hardcore Christian, morals-focused politician to have a 17-year-old pregnant daughter who clearly dallied in premarital sex — the horror! — is so not good for McCain. Which makes me think he really didn’t research this decision much, and instead just made a last-minute decision to choose Palin so that he could shake things up and look like the maverick he claims to be.
Things are looking better and better for our boy B.
Your SWTCTW bloggers (and beloved friends) love the show ‘Californication’. For those of you who do not know the show, it’s basically Hank Moody (David Duchovny’s character) having sex with anything that walks. That sounds crass, but it’s a really witty, well-written show that actually has a plot. As you can imagine, I’ve been a leeeeeeeeetle preoccupied singing ‘Kumbaya’ with my fellow Democrats and have been neglecting all other news. So I was surprised/unsurprised to read that Duchovny is going into rehab for a sex addiction. Uh oh. That can’t be good. Here is D’s statement to People Magazine:
“I have voluntarily entered a facility for the treatment of sex addiction. I ask for respect and privacy for my wife and children as we deal with this situation as a family.”
He’s married to Téa Leoni. Shame on you for being a dirty boy, David. And it’s sad that life imitates art. But here’s the difference: Hank would nevah evah go to rehab for a sex addiction to try and get better.
six words to change the world. 