Television no longer has a "bar" that can be lowered. The bar slowly sunk into the quicksand after Flavor of Love set race relations back seven years. But at least Flave found true love. ... Wait... Never mind...

A story that should be shocking, but unfortunately isn't, the "former" prostitute that former New York Governor Elliott Spitzer paid extra to diddle without a condom -- hang on, need to swallow the vomit that just came up -- is in negotiations to have her own dating show.

Now the source on this story is Access Hollywood, not exactly the Washington Post, so it may be phony. Please Ghost of Philo T. Farnsworth let the story be rubbish.

MTV, of course, is reportedly bidding on the potential show. Can you imagine the desperate douchebags that would go on that show? How do you bring that prize home to Momma?

"She's changed, Mom. She hardly ever charges money for sex anymore and almost passed all her STD tests last week."

There will be no winners. No joy in Mudville, MTV, if you reward a prostitute with a television show.

Read my pitch for a dating show here.

Authors Note: This was written last summer. After my last column on the Blues, there was some mutual admiration for The White Stripes and their role in keeping the Blues relevant. I am posting it here for the 7 of the Loyal 77 that actually want to read it. Cheers.


I remember the first time I saw Jack White play guitar. And the same as how I know where I was when I saw "Raiders of the Lost Ark" for the first time, I'll never forget the experience.

I was working at The Late Show with David Letterman in New York. When there was a band I liked playing on the show, I would sneak up to the balcony and watch the sound check before the taping. I saw some amazing music up there by myself. Pearl Jam, Pete Townsend, U2, B.B. King, Tom Waits, Ben Harper and many more. I was told that The White Stripes were going to play the show the next day. I had heard a little of the buzz surrounding them and had read a couple blurbs in some British music magazines. I wanted to see it for myself.

Having some fun with the bathroom hand dryer. And bacon. If only finding bacon was this easy.

Since I've been drawn into this HBO Tru Blood promotion, I might as well pass on updates when I see them.

Following the example of JJ Abrams and LOST (a microsite for every piece of dialog or back drop) HBO's launched Tru: Blood, the Beverage. Synthetic Blood Nourishment Beverage for Vampires. It comes in every blood type which is helpful for night crawlers I assume. And as bonus you can find your type by answering a few questions. Turns out I'm Type B, course in real life B would kill me.

PS - The show debuts September 7 at 9pm. No word if Keifer Sutherland and The Lost Boys will be on hand for a cameo.

Director Dick Thompson made a commercial to announce his wedding. And to show to his friends, family, bride and ex-girlfriends that "When a great pair comes together and merges into one, it's simply irresistible."

(Video contains some NSFW images so it's after the jump.)

I don't know what to say about this. How about you?

(via Amy Oops!)

This is the fourth of a series (click here, here and here) in which we ask loyal YesButNoButYes reader and commenter "Dave" to discuss how he'd handle himself in an awkward situation. Last time, he addressed ATM kiosk courtesy. This time, we ask him to enlighten us with his wisdom of wedding travel.