Rock of Love; can you believe people are still actually talking about it? Well, I can…because I am still talking about it. Looks like Ambre wants the world to know that she and Bret are definitely together . And when she says definitely, she really means maybe. After the whole “I can’t believe I told Bret that I’m 31 and not 85″ fiasco, I can’t quite trust her.
Then again, considering that she has taken the time to respond to Daisy’s TMZ “Bret and I hung out and didn’t talk” video, maybe I should believe her this time.
There are so many thoughts running through my mind….
First of all, I love that TMZ would even waste a camera on Daisy. Where does one find Daisy during the day?
Second, I’m pretty sure Ambre’s too old to be sharing news on Myspace. Isn’t there a site for old people (like Friendster?) And, don’t you work in entertainment? I thought you had a show. Use that as your vehicle, Geritol.
Finally, knowing what I know about, A) Bret and Ambre, and B) The history of I-Am-Going-On-TV-To-Find-My-True-Love TV show romances (The Bachelor, The Bachelorette, Flavor of Love, A Shot at Love with Tila Tequila) the Bret/Ambre (Brambre?) relationship will self-destruct in another 4 minutes; which, not so coincidentally, is how much longer the two of them can ride the Rock of Love fame train.
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Let’s just cut to it - sixteen people are left in that bed.
We have a problem. I have fallen again for someone…by Internet.
I was at a bar last night, politely making conversation with a group of guys. They were nice and I was bored. Our drunken conversation soon went from the ‘awesome’ weather to a subject even less interesting: me and my singlehood. I like being single. I’d like to stay this way. Yet, somehow, this is always devastating news to everyone from my family and friends to strangers at a bar.
I did not watch season one and I was very proud of myself until I decided that I 
