Why I hate Miley Cyrus. (My bitterness towards life kinda on display).

Where does my feelings of hatred come from you ask? Do you mean aside from the lack of talent, and being the offspring of the man who painfully and unmercifully unleashed the mullet and a God awful county line dancing fad into the mainstream all at once, is not enough?

What if I throw in an upcoming movie career that will no doubt be a commercial and artistic failure, yet no end will be in sight? See: Jessica Alba. Followed by her blabbing about her wanting to take on more serious roles. Like when she spouts off here....were she speaks about wanting to get nude in a movie. I think she needs to sit down with Jamie Lynn Spears for career/life advice, and then do everything exactly the opposite.

I can up the ante and include more horrific computer enhanced pop music to be unleashed onto the masses, crushing even American Idol in terms of lack of soul and genuine feeling.

Finally.....wherever the paparazzi will be, taking staged...uhhh, I mean candid, photo's of Ms. Cyrus, Billy Ray will not be far behind, creepily stalking in the shadow's, hiding is unnatural lust for his daughter. Okay, okay. I can't confirm that he's a weirdo that wants to sleep with his kid, but every picture they take together feels so wrong, and makes me want to scrub my body with vinegar and bleach.

Somebody call the Israeli's and Palestinian's. I think hating Miley Cyrus could become a way to unify us all.

Swifter, Higher, Stronger, Irreleventer???

In a couple of weeks, as we get the chance to do every fourth summer, we will fall in love with some athlete who dedicates their life to being the best, at a marginal, widely unpopular sport, that will lead to bankruptcy or a semi-successful career in Europe or Asia.

You guessed it, the Olympics are coming, live and direct from the heart of modern day Communism. Yes, those cuddly human right violators extraordinare's......the People's Republic of China!

Yahoo! Sports, in an effort to give a face to the US Olympic team (and drive traffic back to their Olympic site so they can actually make money - sorry stockholder), has asked Olympians to pick their perfect athlete. There is nothing of note here, the same names pop up as always. Michael Jordan, Tiger Woods, Martina Navratilova, Muhammad Ali, and blah, blah, blah.

The bigger question is, will John Tesh be doing the play by play for gymnastics again? How can you not be a fan of this jack of all trades? From Entertainment Tonight anchor, to his new age/Christian music compositions, this impregnator of Connie Sellecca and devoted Trekkie, has taken his Aryan all-American good looks to new heights. I for one can only salute the work of John Tesh.

John Tesh, god speed my friend......god speed.

Somewhere, Bea Arthur is sad.

Estelle Getty, the diminutive actress who spent 40 years struggling for success before landing a role of a lifetime in 1985 as the sarcastic octogenarian Sophia on TV's "The Golden Girls," has died. She was 84. Getty, who suffered from advanced dementia, died at about 5:30 a.m. Tuesday at her Hollywood Boulevard home, said her son, Carl Gettleman of Santa Monica.

Dementia, ugh, that sucks. Nothing worse than being found 12 blocks from your house in your pajama's while thinking it's 1964.

Growing up, the highlight of my week was a Saturday night filled with sexually themed jokes made by 60+ year old women. Golden Girls scarred my youth. I actually thought that Blanche was hot.....excuse me, I need to go suppress some memories.

Let's pour some prune juice out for our fallen homegirl. Thank you for being a friend.

The Spears family is the sign of the apocalypse.

OK! Magazine has America's favorite whore Jamie Lynn Spears on the cover of this weeks issue, of course, holding her new child....who better get used to being barefoot. I'm actually surprised that the baby isn't wearing a potato sack. I'm far from a prude, but do we really need to promote a 16 year old girl getting knocked up on the cover of a magazine that values 16 year old girls as one of it's key demographics?

I hate that this kid is going to be a part of my life. Her whole Cheetos and ultra tight jean short life will be documented for all of us to see through the pages of the tabloids for years to come. Get ready for all the birthday party pics with headlines like "Uncle KFed a no show" and "Aunt Britney gets drunk off Raspberry Arbor Mist with her 6 year old niece."

To those who blamed porn and tequila for the down fall of our society I say for shame.....for shame!