Five Years. Some days it feels like ages ago. Other days seems so quick.
Long before Brokeback there was Toothy.So much has happened. So many guesses, comments, letters, and hints. And that's just at Ted's. That's not including how this one blind item took off and buzzed it way all over the 'net, countless comments, mentions on every major gossip blog, and even inspiring dedicated blogs.
Despite everything that has happened or has been said. One thing that has never changed. Toothy Tile and Grey Goose are still together.
So what is the traditional anniversary gift for 5th Anniversary? Wood.
And the modern anniversary gift? Silverware. (just no 'spoons please)
March 10, 2005
One Adorable Blind ViceOkay, sugar-muffins, the only reason this one's in the Vice section is because until quite recently, Toothy Tile was dating his superpopular, superannoyingly perfect girlfriend. Not boyfriend.
Which, if you ask this old gossip whore, is the classification Tile would prefer his significant others be filed under in the very near future.
Mere days ago, while everyone was hooting and complaining about this gown and that host from the Oscars, Tile was right out in the open holding hands with his man in a West Hollywood restaurant--which shall remain nameless...because I love going there and they probably won't serve me anymore if I start outing their customers, ca-friggin'-peesh?
Not that I'd be outting anybody, anyway. Mr. Tile took care of that himself. Covertly, but he did it.
It was late in the afternoon; everybody had cleared out. Save Tile and his man-amigo, who extended his hands flat on the marble table (yes, that's a hint) until they were intertwined with Tile's. Massive smiles then appeared on both daring dudes.Too sweet!
And such a departure for this debauched department, doncha think? Don't worry, as sure as Tile's famous ex knew, deep down, way below her doable dimples, what Tile really wanted (hence, the breakup), next week, we'll be right back on salacious patrol, damn sure.
And it ain't: Tobey M, Keanu Reeves, Jamie Foxx 5 days earlier
March 5, 2005 –
Jake Gyllenhaal, grabbin' some Cali-esque grub at Basix Café. Boys Town. Gabbing fer days with a guy-pal, Jake-poo, decked out in a white sweatshirt hoodie and jeans, covered up his buzzed noggin with a red baseball cap.
The sensitive hunks lingered on fer over an hour, smiling, exchanging childhood stories--with a bit of misty-eyed emotion even? Hey, take it up with my WeHo Desk, 'kay?
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Long in the Tooth(y)
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Thursday, January 8, 2009
Pushmi-pullyus
PUSHMI-PULLYUS are now extinct. That means, there aren't any more. But long ago, when Doctor Dolittle was alive, there were some of them still left in the deepest jungles of Africa; and even then they were very, very scarce. They had no tail, but a head at each end, and sharp horns on each head. They were very shy and terribly hard to catch. The men would get most of their animals by sneaking up behind them while they are not looking. But you could not do this with the pushmi-pullyu--because, no matter which way you came towards him, he was always facing you. And besides, only one half of him slept at a time. The other head was always awake--and watching. This was why they were never caught and never seen in Zoos.
Though many of the greatest huntsmen and the cleverest menagerie-keepers spent years of their lives searching through the jungles in all weathers for pushmi-pullyus, not a single one had ever been caught.
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In the book it was a two headed antelope and in the old movie version it was a two headed llama when it moved tried to go in opposite directions at the same time. This all reminds me of pushmi-pullyus. Pushed one way and pulled the other.
Not a proponent of extinction, but this is one species that everyone would like to see fade away in Hollywood. No more pushing and pulling, let them just be who they are. Naive maybe but sometimes the greatest change comes from a such story book dreams.
The Dying Gaul will get to be a January Bride! Of OMG's Movie Club bride that is. We will discuss the movie beginning 5:00pm EST Friday January 24th and throughout Saturday Jan 25th.
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Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Back to the Beginning
...and baby makes three
Dear Ted:
Please don't be like Toothy himself when asked a tough question. Just give a simple answer. A yes or no will do. No beating around the bush or skirting the issue. Is there a Baby Tile?
—Tom, Mt. Laurel
Dear Gay Shooter:
Yes.

"Sherman set the WaBac machine to Montreal November 2002"
"Why Mr. Peabody?"
"To see where it all began my boy, to see where it all began."
"What began?"
"Toothy Tile"
"Hey Mr. Peabody?"
"Yes Sherman, my boy."
"What was going between them?"

"Well Sherman, looks like they were falling hard. "
"Like Galileo and rocks?"
"No Sherman, not like rocks."
"Wasn't he supposed to fall for the girl."
"Simplistic answer from a simple boy. The answer is you fall for who you fall for. "
"Hey Mr. Peabody, did Austin steal Jake's coat and keep it?"
"We'll have to see."
"Mr. Peabody, did they think that they would be here six years later?"

"Sherman this is the WABAC machine, I can't predict the future. "
"How does a Tooth and a Goose have a baby?"
"Sherman that's a story for another time and another channel"
And you just can't make this stuff up moment:
Remember Destiny's story about the women in the nail salon talking about the friend of her husband who worked on TDAT, and had a new movie out called Traitor, well Jeffery Nachmanoff has another project. He's a co-writer on Prince of Persia.
Nachmanoff on His Next Project
He's finished helping write the Jake Gyllenhaal-led Prince of Persia and surely has other scripts on the horizon, but what about Nachmanoff's next directing endeavor? While he hasn't gone blockbuster big with Traitor, he has aimed pretty high and challenged himself right out of the gate. I'm definitely interested what he does next, but it looks like we don't have an answer what that might be just yet.
Nachmanoff: "I don't know. I'm looking for something that I can also get excited about as this project… something that I feel is as ambitious and thought-provoking, but also entertaining for an audience. I haven't found exactly the right thing. Obviously, The Day After Tomorrow and Prince of Persia are on this really big Hollywood scale — I don't think that's probably what I would go to next as a director. But, I like good story-telling. And maybe, like Guy, who's done every type of movie you can imagine… I would aspire to have such a varied career. It's harder for a director to have as varied career as an actor, because you just don't get as many at-bats. And, frankly, it's hard to come up with the ideas for a new movie. But, I guess I would make any movie that I would like to go see."
Here's the interview.
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Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Secret Agent Men
Alright you two you need new identities.
Here. You are now Secret Squirrel and Morocco Mole, got that?
Yes Double Q!
You two will fight crime and evil enemy agents, paparazzi and the rest of Hollywood using your cunning and all of your nifty spy gadgets, including a machine gun cane, a collection of guns kept inside Secret's coat, and a variety of devices concealed in your hat SS. Don't take the hat off too much SS, or you identity will be revealed by your distinctive ears.
Yes Double Q.
Morocco Mole keep your glasses on, keep those well know eyes covered or you identity will be blown.
Yes Double Q
Your objective is to battle your recurring arch-enemy, Yellow Pinkie but don't forget about that master criminal Hy-Spy, look out for his hookah a sure sign Hy-Spy is near.
Look Secret the hideaway off the coast, no one will find us there.
You're right Morocco. We need to time put our heads together and figure out a plan.
Double Q?
Yes.
My hat is kind of small.
Sorry MM those are standard size your head must run large.
Double Q are sure this will work? I mean SS and MM, aren't kind of like GG and TT? And this purple hat with my yellowish fur does that seem a little Awful Truth to you?
I don't see a problem with it. Are you saying I'm not Double Q?
Well.... now that you mention it you seem more TC to me.
Top Cat, Secret?
Ahem, we'll just go with that.
And if I press this button Secret what happens then?
OMG Olympic Moment Twofer Tuesday
Weightlifting
An ancient sport as old as mankind, embodying the most direct manifestation of human strength, weightlifting has not only flourished, but also developed into a modern sporting discipline for the 21st century. The apparent simplicity of lifting the barbell from the ground and over the head in one or two movements is deceiving. Weightlifting requires a combination of power, speed, technique, concentration and timing. Super heavyweight lifters normally claim the title of World’s Strongest Man or Woman. However, kilo per kilo, the lightest weightlifter is often the strongest. Men’s weightlifting was on the programme of the first modern Olympic Games in Athens in 1896. Women participated for the first time at the Olympic Games in Sydney in 2000.
OMG's Olympic Take. From the looks of it, it looks like Jake has done some serious weightlifting in the few months to pump up the volume for Dastan. Anyone knows that you can weight lift alone, you always need a good spotter. ; )
Wrestling
If the Olympic Games are a history of mankind, wrestling is the prologue. When the ancient Games of the Olympiad were born, wrestling already was an ancient game. Widely recognised as the world's oldest competitive sport, wrestling appeared in a series of Egyptian wall paintings as many as 5000 years ago. When the Games began in 776 BC, more than two millenniums later, it included wrestling, and, in the years that followed, wrestling featured as the main event.
The sport would return in a similar role when the Olympic Games returned after a 1500-year absence in 1896. Organisers, seeking direct links to ancient times, found a natural in the sport that had enjoyed popularity across much of the ancient world, from Greece, Assyria and Babylon to India, China and Japan. They resurrected Greco-Roman wrestling, a style they believed to be an exact carryover from the Greek and Roman wrestlers of old.
In Greco-Roman wrestling, the wrestlers used only their arms and upper bodies to attack. They could hold only those same parts of their opponents. It worked nicely from a historical perspective, but another breezier style was sweeping across Great Britain and the United States by then. Known as "catch as catch can", it had become standard fare - and popular professional entertainment - at fairs and festivals in both countries.
In 1904, the Olympic Games added the second wrestling event and called it "freestyle". Now, wrestlers could use their legs for pushing, lifting and tripping, and they could hold opponents above or below the waist.
OMG's take. Leaving that all up to guys, leaving it all up to you. ; )
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Monday, March 10, 2008
Back to the Future
Thanks to : ) for the reminder that 3 years ago today was the first mention of Toothy Tile. As much love is there for the past there is the need to keep eyes ahead to see today and the day after tomorrow.
One Adorable Blind Vice 3/10/05
Okay, sugar-muffins, the only reason this one's in the Vice section is because until quite recently, Toothy Tile was dating his superpopular, superannoyingly perfect girlfriend. Not boyfriend. Which, if you ask this old gossip whore, is the classification Tile would prefer his significant others be filed under in the very near future.
Mere days ago, while everyone was hooting and complaining about this gown and that host from the Oscars, Tile was right out in the open holding hands with his man in a West Hollywood restaurant--which shall remain nameless...because I love going there and they probably won't serve me anymore if I start outing their customers, ca-friggin'-peesh?
Not that I'd be outting anybody, anyway. Mr. Tile took care of that himself. Covertly, but he did it.
It was late in the afternoon; everybody had cleared out. Save Tile and his man-amigo, who extended his hands flat on the marble table (yes, that's a hint) until they were intertwined with Tile's. Massive smiles then appeared on both daring dudes.
Too sweet! And such a departure for this debauched department, doncha think? Don't worry, as sure as Tile's famous ex knew, deep down, way below her doable dimples, what Tile really wanted (hence, the breakup), next week, we'll be right back on salacious patrol, damn sure.
And it ain't: Tobey Maguire, Keanu Reeves, or Jamie Fox
Ted has been quiet lately on Toothy, the Goose and even Jake. What does it mean? A respite for for Toothy and Goose to slip away for a quiet private life? Ted's tired of the other shenanigans Toothy has been playing? Ted's sources have gone quiet for the moment? Toothy is not the only gay HW actor blind item in town anymore? Or does Ted have something bigger he is waiting for to say? The one thing Ted has not said, is that Tooth has lost his Goose.
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