Things I don't care about...

I often get emails from readers asking me how it's possible that I could've overlooked some juicy little celebrity gossip tidbit now and then. And the very simple answer is, I don't care.

That's right! It's not that I don't know about them - I know about EVERYTHING, people. It's that there are some stories that I really don't care about. For example, I don't care that Ryan Phillipe is trying to get Reese back. I don't care that some web site has nude girl-on-girl pictures of Vanessa Williams from like 86 years ago or that K-Fed was texting LiLo. I don't care that some OTHER web site has naked pictures of Donald Trump's new trophy wife, that Whitney Houston's auctioning off her life, or that Paris was fired for Club Paris in Orlando for not making the scheduled appearances. I simply don't care.

And lest you think I'm faking "being in the know," here are some current tid bits that I don't care about:



Kate and Owen...Snoozeville, daddy-o. As far as I'm concerned this was just a booty call that didn't work out. Been there, done that. Don't care.



Blah. Needy Jessica Simpson dating Edward Scissorhands. Don't care.



Demi Moore on the cover of Vanity Fair. Stopped caring after Striptease.



Trump and Rosie and Barbara...old unattractive people bickering. REALLY don't care.



Tori Spelling's maternity wear. Does it even need to be said?



Brandon Davis' fat, pasty, bloated body on the beach? Care that it's making me sick to my stomach. Other than that, don't care.
DON'T CARE.