Just a quick post today:

1. Lindsay Lohan's tits are back, with nipple goodness. Too bad I've lost all respect for her. Scarlett Johansson is ten times hotter.

2. Radiohead are closer to releasing a new album. In an attempt to get an early jump on adding in depth meaning to Thom York's incoherent mumblings, I suggest the following:
Although still a great album, (insert new album's name here) is not nearly as good as Kid A. This album deals with the stark, lonely, emotionally distant world York finds himself in. It's practically a statement about himself and the universe as a whole. It's all encompassing and personal as well. Also, the guitar player jerks off all over track 5.
(okay, fine, i made it all up. you might as well just cut and paste that when you do the reviews anyhow. Jackass.)

3. Spin magazine has been sold for a 6 of Coors and some Slim Jims.

Allrighty, thank you drive through.

One Thing I Know For a Fact:
Pope John Paul Deuce is still dead, for those of you keeping track.