Paveratzi (Is That How You Spell It?) And TomKat

I just don?t care anymore about Tom and Katie. I don?t know either one of them personally. I guess I just don?t want to know them. I?ve seen the Scientology couple enough. I?ve heard the anti-Ritalin spokesman more than I need to. I saw his tirade on television more than I want to. I saw him jumping on Oprah?s couch more than I want to. I?ve watched his movies and he?s a fair actor, not great, but fair. He?s not in the same league with Henry Fonda, Clint Eastwood, Paul Newman, or Tom Hanks, but he?s okay?just okay. I?d rather watch Stargate reruns.

I really don?t care if baby ?Suri? had a silent birth. What?s that mean, a silent birth? Do they stuff a rag in the mother?s mouth and duct tape the kid?s lips together? I?m not sure dad could keep his mouth closed for that long. Maybe he could take some Xanax before the birth. Oops, no we can?t do that, not to the man, who wrote the history of psychiatry.

I really don?t care if Tom?s nemesis Brook Shields was on the same floor of the same hospital giving birth to her child. Heck, maybe it was the same child. How important is that? I don?t care if some bored rag writers have now tagged the couple with the moniker TomKat. Is that cute or what? I suppose it?s catchy. TomKat?hmm. I just don?t know. It has potential to be catchy.

I?m not interested. Can?t the paveratzi (is that how you spell it?) find some old Three Stooges films to run? Is it really a slow entertainment news week? Surely, you guys could take some pictures of the new Pope and start rumors about him. At least there would be some history in it, some Latin words you could learn. Maybe you could shoot some film of Paula Zahn (is that how you spell it?) It would be educational and maybe some intellectualism would rub off on you. Please?please stop insulting me with TomKat. I just don?t care. Thanks.