I have always thought that Jake's best features are his eyes. Isn't it amazing how getting his hair cut changes Austin's looks? I know many of you have said that Jake also was wearing a chain but are there any photos of this? Is it true that Jake is buying a home in San Francisco or is that just a new rumor? I agree that they look good together. Can some of you tell me some of the past stories that Ted has gotten right because I just started recently reading his column? Didn't he get the Sean Penn-Robin Wright Penn breakup right recently? What I am trying to basically ask is do you think Ted is pretty much reliable? I would like your opinion. Thanks.
I think what happened to Heath, and all the pressures that people like Jake (and Reese for matter) are under does make you appreciate the slightly duller life of obscure reasonable affluence most of us here probably live.
OH yeah, baby, gimme some sugar! Love these pics of our two boys, always.
I don't know how you guys do it, coming up with inspiring posts day after day. Today, you've really done it. This song, especially by Sylvester, is probably one of the most life-celebrating dance songs (and sexy!) I have ever heard. I love Jimmy Somerville's version, but this is by far my favorite.
Thanks guys, and we'll keep Heath in our thoughts and celebrate his life. :)
Any you are right Meg, all of that pressure in HW makes me glad I'm a nobody, I always say. I hope the rewards are equally as great, and that someday, the pressure will ease on the stars that we love so much.
This was posted over on WFT, and it's too beautiful and poignant not to share...
Do not stand at my grave and weep
Do not stand at my grave and weep; I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there. I did not die.
Wicked I am not sure about that article and the info. Seems a bit old. The news said that no one came to the NY funeral home yesterday and they removed Heath's body from the funeral home yesterday to be flown for burial. There were pictures of Heath's whole family arriving in L.A. yesterday morning. Saw it on Access Hollywood last night.
It's Saturday and I just got out of bed. I drink my coffee black, with no sugar thank you. But these two are irresistible so I'll take a sugar side order this morning. Thanks for welcoming us with such a sunny post. Now off to breakfast. :)
Oh I hope my post above wasn't too cavalier - it's still a difficult weekend for us. I meant please try everyone to have as good a weekend as possible under the circumstances. I'm starting to feel better, but smiling through tears. I'm sure we'll have our ups and downs still with the loss of Heath.
The defining performance of Heath Ledger’s tragically foreshortened career — more or less equivalent to what Jim Stark in “Rebel Without a Cause” was for James Dean — will surely be the role of Ennis Del Mar in “Brokeback Mountain.”
A portrait of inarticulate love and thwarted desire, Ennis is a rich, complicated character succinctly sketched in Annie Proulx’s original short story and brought to heartbreaking life by the film’s screenwriters, Diana Ossana and Larry McMurtry; by its director, Ang Lee; and above all by Mr. Ledger himself.
Outwardly, Ennis presents a familiar image of rough-hewn Western masculinity, and the longing that surges under his taciturn demeanor does not so much contradict this image as help to explain it. Ennis’s love for Jack Twist, whom he meets tending sheep on a Wyoming mountaintop in the early 1960s, takes Ennis by surprise and throws him permanently off balance. His lifelong silence, the film suggests, is less a sign of strength than of cowardice, a crippling inability to acknowledge or communicate the truth of his own feelings.
What made the performance so remarkable was that Mr. Ledger, without betraying Ennis’s dignity or his reserve, was nonetheless able to convey that truth to the audience. This kind of sensitivity — the ability to signal an inner emotional state without overtly showing it — is what distinguishes great screen acting from movie-star posing. And while Mr. Ledger was handsome enough, and famous enough, to be called a movie star, he was serious enough, and smart enough, to be suspicious of deploying his charisma too easily or cheaply.
In retrospect the best thing that happened to him — the lucky break for his admirers, at any rate —may have been his disinclination to realize his apparent movie-star potential. He was the most likable of the young things in the “Taming of the Shrew”-derived teenage comedy “10 Things I Hate About You,” with his curly hair, high forehead and the permanent intimation of a smirk on his thin-lipped, angled mouth. And as often happens with young actors in Hollywood, his good looks and easy charm looked like a ticket to the commercial big time. Dutifully, but also with sparks of playful, eager energy, he played period golden boys in “The Patriot” and “A Knight’s Tale,” a misbegotten (but not entirely unenjoyable) entry in the ever-silly costume-action genre.
It is hard to know exactly when Mr. Ledger discovered his range, and set about trying to explore it, but it is clear that he covered a lot of ground in a very short time. He had a taste for portraying troubled, brooding, self-destructive young men, it’s true — the anguished third-generation prison guard in “Monster’s Ball,” the heroin addict in “Candy,” the unhappy film star in “I’m Not There,” in addition to Ennis — but the temptation to blend their fates with Mr. Ledger’s own should be resisted at all costs. Those roles should be seen less as expressions of some imagined inner torment than as evidence of resourcefulness, creative restlessness and wit.
Those same characteristics are abundantly evident in less well-known movies that should not be overlooked. Mr. Ledger was hilarious and eccentric in Catherine Hardwicke’s “Lords of Dogtown,” playing a shaggy old-timer on the Venice Beach surf-and skateboard scene, and affably mischievous in Terry Gilliam’s “Brothers Grimm,” alongside Matt Damon.
Ennis Del Mar is complemented and complicated by Casanova, whom Mr. Ledger played in Lasse Hallstrom’s unfairly neglected biopic-as-sex-farce, which came and went too quickly in late 2005, during the ascendancy of “Brokeback Mountain.” It’s not just that the flamboyantly heterosexual Casanova is Ennis Del Mar’s opposite in obvious ways. He is also a creature of pure whimsy, a lighter-than-air confection of licentiousness and gallantry.
Which is not to say that Mr. Ledger’s performance is frivolous. Rather it required intelligence, restraint and a tricky lightness of touch. Mr. Ledger had an unusual ability to mix lightness and gravity, an emotional nimbleness he displayed most fully in Todd Haynes’s “I’m Not There.” Of the six avatars of Bob Dylan in that film, his, an actor named Robbie Clark, is the most remote from Mr. Dylan’s various personae and closest to the prosaic world of love, fame and ambition. Robbie starts out full of youthful energy, heedless and in love, and finds himself a decade later adrift and disappointed, robbed of the happiness that early success had seemed to promise.
Again, it’s important to warn against looking in that film or any other for clues or portents. It seems to me that Mr. Ledger, in his choice of roles, was motivated above all by curiosity, and perhaps also by an impatience with the predictability and caution that can settle around the shoulders of talented young stars. In heroic roles like “A Knight’s Tale” or “Ned Kelly” he often seems bored, which may be why he so eagerly seized the chance to play the sociopathic Joker in “The Dark Knight,” the next installment in the “Batman” franchise.
The dismaying sense of loss and waste at Mr. Ledger’s death at 28 comes not only because he was so young, but also because his talent was large and as yet largely unmapped. It seems inevitable that he will now be inscribed in the cult of the beautiful stars who died too young, alongside James Dean, Montgomery Clift and Marilyn Monroe. Even before his death he had been ensnared in a pathological gossip culture that chews up the private lives of celebrities, and Tuesday’s news unleashed the usual rituals of media cannibalism.
Mr. Ledger’s work will outlast the frenzy. But there should have been more. Instead of being preserved as a young star eclipsed in his prime, he should have had time to outgrow his early promise and become the strange, surprising, era-defining actor he always had the potential to be.
I`ve been watching some old interwieus of Heath on youtube. Too soon to watch Brokeback again. So strange to hear his voice and know he`s gone now. Me and my husband have seen Brokeback five times together during the last couples of years. We have talked much about the movie, also with my husband`s brother, who also loved it, some other family-members and friends. Sometimes i wonder if i`m too open about how i feel and what i like. I have spoken to so many people who don`t want to see the movie just because what`s it about even though they have heard it`s very good. Also those who don`t want to listen when i say Jake might be gay. They just say they`re not interested. In times like this i`m so glad i have an open-minded mother, husband and brother in-law. ...and of course you guys. You`re always there when i need comfort in my life. I can`t quit you, can i? I turn to you when i need comfort and you`re there to help. That`s why. Simple as that. I guess i need you people here in my life. And i know it`s a good thing, because most of you are nice people. I cry for Heath now, but i`m looking forward to the duet between N.P.H and David Burtka on february 4th.(Broadway backwards 3). Hope it will be able to bee seen somewhere. I`m preparing to be able to watch Brokeback again next weekend. I kind of need to. If not, there will be another time when i`m ready. Love you guys:)
Be forewarned. This is the nastiest article yet about Heath and Michelle (very anti-Michelle). If this article is true, then Heath had the WRONG friends.
Drug-abuse is of course very wrong, but i can`t see it black and white. (Don`t know if that`s what happened to Heath, just responding to rumores). My uncle lost his life to it at the age of 28, six months before my birth. He had a huge problem and could be very difficult to be around, but when he was "himself" he was the most wonderful, caring person, according to my mother. He was my fathers older brother. In his good times he spent his money bying clothes to my brother. That was his good times. We want to remind and be reminded of these times.
do you know where I can find other pictures of Heath and Matilda? I'd like to remember him in those pictures, because that's the best part of himself...
Here's a great little snippet from Wikipedia about today's musical artist that I thought you all would appreciate, I know I did:
Later pressure from his [Sylvester James'] record label to "butch up" his image would result in him attending meetings in full-on drag. A drag photo shoot, which he staged and presented to label heads as a gag (calling it his "new album cover") would later grace the cover of Immortal after Sylvester died; it was the label's way of paying tribute to his spirit.
"Another reasons stars love Santa Fe: TMZ, the site that broke the news of Ledger's death, made a call to The New Mexican's photo staff to hire a photographer to look for Gyllenhaal in Santa Fe. No takers. And it's unlikely any of the media, at least local media, will be hightailing it out to the closed set to bother anyone, least of all a man who's mourning a friend. That's one of the intangible, nonmonetary benefits of making movies in New Mexico. We may enjoy the occasional breakfast sighting of a star, but folks here value privacy."
Not true, just because they couldn't get anybody in NM to go and take the photos, doesn't mean he was there for the entire week, it is a fact that Natalie and Tobey filmed location shots on Tuesday and was not there.
Just like it's not true that Jake was buying a home in Noe Valley.
OK Wicked, we may have some pap pics of this hot romance soon! Someone must have taken them with a camera phone.
Atticus Finch Gyllenhaal was seen nuzzling Tinkerbelle at Morton's steakhouse DC - Tink was having a t-bone(were you aware that she got out?) Tink was all glammed up and sporting what looked to be a diamond encrusted collar, probably a gift from that lovesick pup of hers, Atti! ;)
Totally agree MJ. Even Big Bad Atti knows how to use the name thing. What's even more amazing is how he can use his Blackberry with those huge paws of his.
Eyewitnesses verify the sighting, one said, and I quote:
"I turned to my husband and said, doesn't that German Shepherd look familar? He looked over and said, "that's Atticus Gyllenhaal!" It was so romantic, it was just like the spaghetti scene from Lady and the Tramp!"
goshnabbitt eyez bin trien ta git dat hottsy tinker dawg ta goe out wit me butt shez alwayz zayin ow shez two buzy wit her kahreer an knot inta datin. eye dun azed her lazt munth ef zee wuld goe ta dindin wit me twonite butt zee zaid zee had ta warsh er hair. butt now thars bin a sitin jus an ower ago a her an dat thar slebritee dawg atti lickin an slobberin at de fanzeest staekhouze en deecee. dat thar tink lyed ta me, eye alwayz gnew zee wuz ah bitch.
Now Feral, don't get yerself all worked up into a lather 'bout this, you know how them gossip mags embellish the facts, dontcha? Anyhow, if you wanna compete with them celebrity hounds, ya gotta wine 'n dine Tink a little more, sweet talk her a little bit more, know what I mean? Ol' King'll give ya all the help ya need 'bout romancin' the ladies, that's fer shure.
thanz keeng eye zure culd uze zum halp. dooya thik maabee ya culd hep mee wit da matin paht cuz eyez knut zure ef eyez doin et rite. eye aynt kweer butt maabee ewe culd teech mee sumptin gnew. eye wohnt tel knobudy, knobudeez biznez butt r ohn.
How recent is that bottom pic of Austin. Wasn't there a pic just taken of Jake with a similar blue phone in his hand? Lots of conflicting info about Heath. Several sites stating it now looks like natural causes while others are saying it may not be the cause of death but he was seen doing drugs the day before. I wish they would all just keep quiet until all the facts are in. I tried to watch 10 things I hate about you today, but it was just too painful to look at.
Uber-couple Atticus Gyllenhaal and Tinker Belle were spotted snuggling at the Ruffus Wainwright concert the other night. Atticus looked to have grown back his facial hair again (looking like a sexy cross between the handsomest mascot on the football team and a werewolf). Tinkerbell looked lovely with expert blond highlights.
Our off-the-leash roaming reporter has sniffed out yet another exclusive bone on uber couple Atticus Finch Gyllenhaal and his bitch of a beauty Tinkerbell. The pee on the tree says that both wagged into the very high-class LA DogSpa for the works and asked for separate but adjoining rooms with doggy door.
If that isn't enuff ruff ruff gossip fur you here's the juiciest part of the bone: When it came time for the total treatment, BOTH declined to have their anal glands squeezed. Apparently, each gave different stories, with Bad Atti saying he "has a friend" who is an anal gland expert already doing it for him on a weekly basis. As for Tinks, she said hers were done last month, but our secret source at the renowned dogbath checked her records and the bitch is lying. Yep, you heard it here first, mutts, those two are lying like the dogs they are.
Together they are sweet indeed!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Special!
I have always thought that Jake's
ReplyDeletebest features are his eyes. Isn't
it amazing how getting his hair cut changes Austin's looks? I know
many of you have said that Jake also was wearing a chain but are
there any photos of this? Is it true that Jake is buying a home in
San Francisco or is that just a new rumor? I agree that they look
good together. Can some of you tell me some of the past stories that Ted has gotten right because
I just started recently reading his column? Didn't he get the Sean
Penn-Robin Wright Penn breakup right recently? What I am trying to basically ask is do you think Ted is pretty much reliable? I would like your opinion. Thanks.
Also, is there anywhere that I can get or see the old Toothy tile
ReplyDeleteblind items? I would appreciate
your advice on this. Thanks.
According to this, there will be a private family memorial for Heath today in NY, with a more public memorial in LA in the next few days.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the pictures, I just love the super curly bouffanted Austin in tight white jeans photo.
ReplyDeleteThis article was in today's Guardian which you might find interesting.
http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/story/0,,2247315,00.html
I think what happened to Heath, and all the pressures that people like Jake (and Reese for matter) are under does make you appreciate the slightly duller life of obscure reasonable affluence most of us here probably live.
Hi All,
ReplyDeleteOH yeah, baby, gimme some sugar! Love these pics of our two boys, always.
I don't know how you guys do it, coming up with inspiring posts day after day. Today, you've really done it. This song, especially by Sylvester, is probably one of the most life-celebrating dance songs (and sexy!) I have ever heard. I love Jimmy Somerville's version, but this is by far my favorite.
Thanks guys, and we'll keep Heath in our thoughts and celebrate his life. :)
Any you are right Meg, all of that pressure in HW makes me glad I'm a nobody, I always say. I hope the rewards are equally as great, and that someday, the pressure will ease on the stars that we love so much.
Have a great weekend, all! :*
This was posted over on WFT, and it's too beautiful and poignant not to share...
ReplyDeleteDo not stand at my grave and weep
Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
Wicked I am not sure about that article and the info. Seems a bit old. The news said that no one came to the NY funeral home yesterday and they removed Heath's body from the funeral home yesterday to be flown for burial. There were pictures of Heath's whole family arriving in L.A. yesterday morning. Saw it on Access Hollywood last night.
ReplyDeleteIt's Saturday and I just got out of bed. I drink my coffee black, with no sugar thank you. But these two are irresistible so I'll take a sugar side order this morning. Thanks for welcoming us with such a sunny post. Now off to breakfast. :)
ReplyDeleteI have to admit to my selfishness for this post. I really needed something to pick me up and renew me.
ReplyDeleteThis song always does.
And the guys... well looking at them doesn't hurt either.
Oh I hope my post above wasn't too cavalier - it's still a difficult weekend for us. I meant please try everyone to have as good a weekend as possible under the circumstances. I'm starting to feel better, but smiling through tears. I'm sure we'll have our ups and downs still with the loss of Heath.
ReplyDeleteAfter yesterday's little bombing I thought you might want to read this:
ReplyDeleteLocal Baptists Denounce Ledger Picket
This is the article I mentioned yesterday:
ReplyDeleteJanuary 24, 2008
An Appraisal
Prince of Intensity With a Lightness of Touch
By A. O. SCOTT
The defining performance of Heath Ledger’s tragically foreshortened career — more or less equivalent to what Jim Stark in “Rebel Without a Cause” was for James Dean — will surely be the role of Ennis Del Mar in “Brokeback Mountain.”
A portrait of inarticulate love and thwarted desire, Ennis is a rich, complicated character succinctly sketched in Annie Proulx’s original short story and brought to heartbreaking life by the film’s screenwriters, Diana Ossana and Larry McMurtry; by its director, Ang Lee; and above all by Mr. Ledger himself.
Outwardly, Ennis presents a familiar image of rough-hewn Western masculinity, and the longing that surges under his taciturn demeanor does not so much contradict this image as help to explain it. Ennis’s love for Jack Twist, whom he meets tending sheep on a Wyoming mountaintop in the early 1960s, takes Ennis by surprise and throws him permanently off balance. His lifelong silence, the film suggests, is less a sign of strength than of cowardice, a crippling inability to acknowledge or communicate the truth of his own feelings.
What made the performance so remarkable was that Mr. Ledger, without betraying Ennis’s dignity or his reserve, was nonetheless able to convey that truth to the audience. This kind of sensitivity — the ability to signal an inner emotional state without overtly showing it — is what distinguishes great screen acting from movie-star posing. And while Mr. Ledger was handsome enough, and famous enough, to be called a movie star, he was serious enough, and smart enough, to be suspicious of deploying his charisma too easily or cheaply.
In retrospect the best thing that happened to him — the lucky break for his admirers, at any rate —may have been his disinclination to realize his apparent movie-star potential. He was the most likable of the young things in the “Taming of the Shrew”-derived teenage comedy “10 Things I Hate About You,” with his curly hair, high forehead and the permanent intimation of a smirk on his thin-lipped, angled mouth. And as often happens with young actors in Hollywood, his good looks and easy charm looked like a ticket to the commercial big time. Dutifully, but also with sparks of playful, eager energy, he played period golden boys in “The Patriot” and “A Knight’s Tale,” a misbegotten (but not entirely unenjoyable) entry in the ever-silly costume-action genre.
It is hard to know exactly when Mr. Ledger discovered his range, and set about trying to explore it, but it is clear that he covered a lot of ground in a very short time. He had a taste for portraying troubled, brooding, self-destructive young men, it’s true — the anguished third-generation prison guard in “Monster’s Ball,” the heroin addict in “Candy,” the unhappy film star in “I’m Not There,” in addition to Ennis — but the temptation to blend their fates with Mr. Ledger’s own should be resisted at all costs. Those roles should be seen less as expressions of some imagined inner torment than as evidence of resourcefulness, creative restlessness and wit.
Those same characteristics are abundantly evident in less well-known movies that should not be overlooked. Mr. Ledger was hilarious and eccentric in Catherine Hardwicke’s “Lords of Dogtown,” playing a shaggy old-timer on the Venice Beach surf-and skateboard scene, and affably mischievous in Terry Gilliam’s “Brothers Grimm,” alongside Matt Damon.
Ennis Del Mar is complemented and complicated by Casanova, whom Mr. Ledger played in Lasse Hallstrom’s unfairly neglected biopic-as-sex-farce, which came and went too quickly in late 2005, during the ascendancy of “Brokeback Mountain.” It’s not just that the flamboyantly heterosexual Casanova is Ennis Del Mar’s opposite in obvious ways. He is also a creature of pure whimsy, a lighter-than-air confection of licentiousness and gallantry.
Which is not to say that Mr. Ledger’s performance is frivolous. Rather it required intelligence, restraint and a tricky lightness of touch. Mr. Ledger had an unusual ability to mix lightness and gravity, an emotional nimbleness he displayed most fully in Todd Haynes’s “I’m Not There.” Of the six avatars of Bob Dylan in that film, his, an actor named Robbie Clark, is the most remote from Mr. Dylan’s various personae and closest to the prosaic world of love, fame and ambition. Robbie starts out full of youthful energy, heedless and in love, and finds himself a decade later adrift and disappointed, robbed of the happiness that early success had seemed to promise.
Again, it’s important to warn against looking in that film or any other for clues or portents. It seems to me that Mr. Ledger, in his choice of roles, was motivated above all by curiosity, and perhaps also by an impatience with the predictability and caution that can settle around the shoulders of talented young stars. In heroic roles like “A Knight’s Tale” or “Ned Kelly” he often seems bored, which may be why he so eagerly seized the chance to play the sociopathic Joker in “The Dark Knight,” the next installment in the “Batman” franchise.
The dismaying sense of loss and waste at Mr. Ledger’s death at 28 comes not only because he was so young, but also because his talent was large and as yet largely unmapped. It seems inevitable that he will now be inscribed in the cult of the beautiful stars who died too young, alongside James Dean, Montgomery Clift and Marilyn Monroe. Even before his death he had been ensnared in a pathological gossip culture that chews up the private lives of celebrities, and Tuesday’s news unleashed the usual rituals of media cannibalism.
Mr. Ledger’s work will outlast the frenzy. But there should have been more. Instead of being preserved as a young star eclipsed in his prime, he should have had time to outgrow his early promise and become the strange, surprising, era-defining actor he always had the potential to be.
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/01/24/movies/24appr.html?_r=1&scp=2&sq=&st=nyt&oref=slogin
This is probably my all-time favorite dance song. Another artist who left us too soon. :-(
ReplyDelete*dances* AWW SUGAR....AWW HONEY HONEY....TINKY IS MY CANDY GIRL....
ReplyDeleteAccording to Heath's publicist, there will be no public memorial service.
ReplyDeleteHard to say what will happen with Heath's memorial, with so much conflicting information around.
ReplyDeleteC'MERE TINKY I GOT SOME CANDY FOR YA. *places t-bone steak between ears*
ReplyDelete*waits for Tinky*
ReplyDeleteOhhhhhh, Big Daddy . . . got some sugah for you, sweet lover *smooch*
ReplyDelete*licks Tinky's sweet t-bone slobber off his muzzle, is in heaven*
ReplyDelete*wants sex but now has to wait until Tinky wakes up from her t-bone steak induced sleep stupor* :(
*decides next time he'll just give her a tiny boneless chicken wing*
I`ve been watching some old interwieus of Heath on youtube. Too soon to watch Brokeback again.
ReplyDeleteSo strange to hear his voice and know he`s gone now. Me and my husband have seen Brokeback five times together during the last couples of years. We have talked much about the movie, also with my husband`s brother, who also loved it, some other family-members and friends. Sometimes i wonder if i`m too open about how i feel and what i like. I have spoken to so many people who don`t want to see the movie just because what`s it about even though they have heard it`s very good. Also those who don`t want to listen when i say Jake might be gay. They just say they`re not interested.
In times like this i`m so glad i have an open-minded mother, husband and brother in-law.
...and of course you guys. You`re always there when i need comfort in my life. I can`t quit you, can i? I turn to you when i need comfort and you`re there to help. That`s why. Simple as that. I guess i need you people here in my life. And i know it`s a good thing, because most of you are nice people.
I cry for Heath now, but i`m looking forward to the duet between N.P.H and David Burtka on february 4th.(Broadway backwards 3). Hope it will be able to bee seen somewhere.
I`m preparing to be able to watch Brokeback again next weekend. I kind of need to. If not, there will be another time when i`m ready.
Love you guys:)
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/showbiz/showbiznews.html?in_article_id=510412&in_page_id=1773
ReplyDeleteBe forewarned. This is the nastiest article yet about Heath and Michelle (very anti-Michelle). If this article is true, then Heath had the WRONG friends.
Drug-abuse is of course very wrong, but i can`t see it black and white. (Don`t know if that`s what happened to Heath, just responding to rumores).
ReplyDeleteMy uncle lost his life to it at the age of 28, six months before my birth. He had a huge problem and could be very difficult to be around, but when he was "himself" he was the most wonderful, caring person, according to my mother. He was my fathers older brother. In his good times he spent his money bying clothes to my brother. That was his good times. We want to remind and be reminded of these times.
NG, love you too, sweetie! :*
ReplyDelete"She felt he couldn't be responsible for the baby because he wasn't responsible for himself"
ReplyDeleteI think nobody helped Heath, may be he didn't want any kind of help, but at the same time Heath had the wrong friends (Naomi, the Olsens).
do you know where I can find other pictures of Heath and Matilda?
ReplyDeleteI'd like to remember him in those pictures, because that's the best part of himself...
*Tinky twitches front paw, barks out ferocious dream woof*
ReplyDelete*wakes herself, groggily lifts head*
*burps loudly*
*yawns widely*
*drops head back down, falls back to sleep*
*Atti falls in love all over again*
Here's a great little snippet from Wikipedia about today's musical artist that I thought you all would appreciate, I know I did:
ReplyDeleteLater pressure from his [Sylvester James'] record label to "butch up" his image would result in him attending meetings in full-on drag. A drag photo shoot, which he staged and presented to label heads as a gag (calling it his "new album cover") would later grace the cover of Immortal after Sylvester died; it was the label's way of paying tribute to his spirit.
Good for him! :)
"Another reasons stars love Santa Fe: TMZ, the site that broke the news of Ledger's death, made a call to The New Mexican's photo staff to hire a photographer to look for Gyllenhaal in Santa Fe. No takers. And it's unlikely any of the media, at least local media, will be hightailing it out to the closed set to bother anyone, least of all a man who's mourning a friend. That's one of the intangible, nonmonetary benefits of making movies in New Mexico. We may enjoy the occasional breakfast sighting of a star, but folks here value privacy."
ReplyDeletehttp://www.santafenewmexican.com/Leisure/El_mitote_012708
Ugh, how wrong! Thankfully the SFNM knew to do the right thing and leave Jake alone.
Entertainment Tonight - Heath's family just concluded a memorial service in LA.
ReplyDeletehttp://www.etonline.com/news/2008/01/57899/index.html
Ah, so it looks like those alleged sightings in Ojai, CA and the Brentwood Market were wrong.
ReplyDeleteForgot to say, someone is impersonating Tink on this board and it sounds like they KNOW her. Keep going! :)
ReplyDeleteann..
ReplyDeleteNot true, just because they couldn't get anybody in NM to go and take the photos, doesn't mean he was there for the entire week, it is a fact that Natalie and Tobey filmed location shots on Tuesday and was not there.
Just like it's not true that Jake was buying a home in Noe Valley.
http://valleywag.com/349124/two-google-product-managers-buy-a-22-million-house-in-san-francisco
You know what amazes me is how Ann is so quick to correct stuff but still can't figure out how to use the name thing to post.
ReplyDeleteOH I KNOW MY SWEET LITTLE TINKY ALL RIGHT *winks*
ReplyDeleteOK Wicked, we may have some pap pics of this hot romance soon! Someone must have taken them with a camera phone.
ReplyDeleteAtticus Finch Gyllenhaal was seen nuzzling Tinkerbelle at Morton's steakhouse DC - Tink was having a t-bone(were you aware that she got out?) Tink was all glammed up and sporting what looked to be a diamond encrusted collar, probably a gift from that lovesick pup of hers, Atti! ;)
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ReplyDeleteTotally agree MJ. Even Big Bad Atti knows how to use the name thing. What's even more amazing is how he can use his Blackberry with those huge paws of his.
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ReplyDeleteEyewitnesses verify the sighting, one said, and I quote:
"I turned to my husband and said, doesn't that German Shepherd look familar? He looked over and said, "that's Atticus Gyllenhaal!" It was so romantic, it was just like the spaghetti scene from Lady and the Tramp!"
goshnabbitt eyez bin trien ta git dat hottsy tinker dawg ta goe out wit me butt shez alwayz zayin ow shez two buzy wit her kahreer an knot inta datin. eye dun azed her lazt munth ef zee wuld goe ta dindin wit me twonite butt zee zaid zee had ta warsh er hair. butt now thars bin a sitin jus an ower ago a her an dat thar slebritee dawg atti lickin an slobberin at de fanzeest staekhouze en deecee. dat thar tink lyed ta me, eye alwayz gnew zee wuz ah bitch.
ReplyDeleteNow Feral, don't get yerself all worked up into a lather 'bout this, you know how them gossip mags embellish the facts, dontcha? Anyhow, if you wanna compete with them celebrity hounds, ya gotta wine 'n dine Tink a little more, sweet talk her a little bit more, know what I mean? Ol' King'll give ya all the help ya need 'bout romancin' the ladies, that's fer shure.
ReplyDeleteA special memorial dinner for Heath was held at the Beverly Hills Hotel today. 15 people were there, including Naomi Watts.
ReplyDeletehttp://www.usmagazine.com/LA_Memorial_Held_For-Heath_Ledger
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ReplyDeleteUhhhh . . . me neither . . . but it's gonna hafta be a one-shot thing, 'k?
ReplyDelete*intrigued with rumour of feral cat being a bi-species tri-breed bi-sexual*
ReplyDelete*sleeps dreaming of feral cat and atti*
yu bett keeng. meetya en da tehnt en tehn minitz.
ReplyDeleteFeral, quit yer hammerin' an' get in there!
ReplyDeleteHow recent is that bottom pic of Austin. Wasn't there a pic just taken of Jake with a similar blue phone in his hand?
ReplyDeleteLots of conflicting info about Heath. Several sites stating it now looks like natural causes while others are saying it may not be the cause of death but he was seen doing drugs the day before. I wish they would all just keep quiet until all the facts are in. I tried to watch 10 things I hate about you today, but it was just too painful to look at.
*gunz goin offf*
ReplyDelete*pazzez outt*
Uber-couple Atticus Gyllenhaal and Tinker Belle were spotted snuggling at the Ruffus Wainwright concert the other night. Atticus looked to have grown back his facial hair again (looking like a sexy cross between the handsomest mascot on the football team and a werewolf). Tinkerbell looked lovely with expert blond highlights.
ReplyDeleteOur off-the-leash roaming reporter has sniffed out yet another exclusive bone on uber couple Atticus Finch Gyllenhaal and his bitch of a beauty Tinkerbell. The pee on the tree says that both wagged into the very high-class LA DogSpa for the works and asked for separate but adjoining rooms with doggy door.
ReplyDeleteIf that isn't enuff ruff ruff gossip fur you here's the juiciest part of the bone: When it came time for the total treatment, BOTH declined to have their anal glands squeezed. Apparently, each gave different stories, with Bad Atti saying he "has a friend" who is an anal gland expert already doing it for him on a weekly basis. As for Tinks, she said hers were done last month, but our secret source at the renowned dogbath checked her records and the bitch is lying. Yep, you heard it here first, mutts, those two are lying like the dogs they are.
"with Bad Atti saying he "has a friend" who is an anal gland expert already doing it for him ...."
ReplyDeletelol, lol, lol !!