“Where to begin? I suppose I cannot ignore Owen Wilson’s suicide attempt. Wilson seems to be the quintessential bad boy, who has been referred to as the Butterscotch Stallion. He routinely plays the easy-going, laid-back guy. Perhaps that made it easy to believe he was really like that.”
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Where to begin?

I suppose I cannot ignore Owen Wilson’s suicide attempt.

Wilson seems to be the quintessential bad boy, who has been referred to as the Butterscotch Stallion. He routinely plays the easy-going, laid-back guy. Perhaps that made it easy to believe he was really like that.

However, it confirms one thing: Wilson is a much better actor than anyone ever suspected.

The next time you watch Wedding Crashers, the scene where Vince Vaughn asks him about his reading material (Don’t Jump) might not seem so amusing.

Now that I’ve read every detail about the incident in both People and US Weekly, I really hope the media leave him alone and allow him the time and space he needs.

In other suicide news, Jerry Lewis uttered a homosexual slur during his Labor Day Telethon. He referred to the son of a cameraman as an illiterate ***. I won’t repeat what he said.

Not that he is even relevant at this point, but this may really haunt him as far as fundraising goes. Good going, genius.

On to Superbad, which I cannot say enough about.

I originally thought I’d be drawn to Michael Cera’s character because of my fondness for him in Arrested Development. That was not to be.

But it wasn’t McLovin who won me over. It was Jonah Hill, as Seth.

Seth is wickedly funny, brutally honest and very real.

If you haven’t seen it yet, what are you doing reading this? Go. Now.

Apple is revamping iPods again. Perfect.

I have a mini and a nano. I’m not getting another one.

Well, unless it’s really, really cool, which it likely will be.

Damn you, Apple.

Every week or so, Rolling Stone is delivered to my house. Don’t ask me why. I never subscribed and have never seen a bill. Twenty years ago, that would have been the greatest thing ever, but these days, not so much.

Luckily, I took a few minutes to skim through the last issue before chucking it and found a great article on Seth Rogen. I wouldn’t advise rushing out to buy it for the two-page interview, but it’s worth reading. It almost makes up for the fact that Maroon 5 is on the cover.

Rogen just might be better than Vince Vaughn.

There. I said it.

I can’t tell you what was in the previous issue of Rolling Stone, as the cover featuring Zac Efron was enough to make me take it directly from the mailbox to the trash can.

Sorry, Rolling Stone.

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