If Conan O'Brien ever leaves the late night game, he may just have a future as a Mary Kay beauty consultant. Enjoy your giggle for the day. (Oh, and apologies to all of my Mary Kay friends who do a fabulous job!) --Mary Fran
This simply must be shared. Kevin Bacon just gets hotter and hotter. (Yeah, I know it's a stunt double at times, but who cares?) And if you need a little entertainment this weekend, pull out your DVD of Footloose--please tell me you have one--it never gets old! --Mary Fran
The finale of How I Met Your Mother aired Monday night, and it was...wait for it...LEGENDARY! Endearing characters, great plot lines and incredibly clever and well written. I'm gonna miss it! Take the quiz below to find out which iconic character you are! (Oh, come on, it's hump day. Have some fun!) --Mary Fran
By: Mary Fran Bontempo "I see dead people." The line is from 1999's The Sixth Sense, not ABC's new series, Resurrection. But it could be. Because suddenly, the people from Arcadia, Missouri, are seeing lots of dead people. Not as ghosts, but as living, breathing, resurrected humans. At least they look like humans. They talk like humans, too, and are complete with all of the memories of their past lives, whether they've been [...]
Hosting an awards show is a high stakes gamble for anyone brave enough to take on the job. Ellen DeGeneres does it right (tune into the Oscars tonight starting at 7 PM on ABC). So do Hugh Jackman and Neil Patrick Harris, as they prove in this "Host-off" singing duel from the 2011 Tony Awards. Enjoy! --Mary Fran
By: Mary Fran Bontempo It's Oscar time again, and as usual, I'm hooked. I love to pretend that I find Hollywood's self-congratulatory attitude with its proliferation of awards shows somewhat pathetic--I mean, just how many parties to you need to throw yourself, anyway?--but where the Oscars are concerned, I'm just plain envious. Really, who wouldn't want to be part of the entertainment celebration of the year? A chance to be "styled" and wear [...]
By: Mary Fran Bontempo It's that time of year again, when Hollywood spends the next few months in a stupor of self-indulgent self-congratulation, reminding the common folk of just how amazingly awesome they are. (And we aren't.) Wednesday, it was The People's Choice Awards, a mish-mash of stuff covering movies, TV, music, individuals--in short, anyone or anything they can throw a statue at who they think will show up to accept it. Fans [...]
