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I ruminate on John Mayer’s love life. And an incredible essay on Springsteen and life

I very rarely spend much time thinking about celebrities, and even less time on their love lives.
But for some odd reason I found myself thinking about John Mayer Thursday night, after I sped past yet another news headline on the Internet about him dating Giada De Laurentiis, the hottie from the Food Network.
I got to wondering, what is Mayer’s life like? He seems to have all these short relationships with all these gorgeous women like Jessica Simpson and Jennifer Aniston.
And they all end, and women seem to say bad things about him. But then he dates another beautiful woman, so clearly he’s got something going on for him.
I mean, behind the handsome face and cool musician vibe. I wonder if he’s happy bouncing from girl to girl, or if he wants to settle down.
I have no idea why I’m wondering these things. But it seems to me impossible that John Mayer could find this fulfilling, having a new girlfriend every few months. I wouldn’t want that kind of life; just when you’re getting to the good stuff of the relationship, Bam, he’s out of there.
If any of my readers know him, could you ask Mr. Mayer about all this for me? Thanks.

**So I am clearly obsessed with the great writer Joe Posnanski, as those who are on my email list know. And I could truly link to and recommend everything the guy writes, but I realize that would dilute the effect.
So hopefully when I tell you that this incredible essay, about Bruce Springsteen, one of his obscure 1970s songs, and fathers and sons, is going to be the best thing you’ll read this month, you’ll believe me.
Please take 10 minutes and check it out; it got me choked up and nearly brought tears to my eyes.
Enjoy, and have a great weekend. Here’s a clip of Bruce playing the song discussed in the essay, by the way:

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Lies and the lying liars who tell them

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So one of the great and terrible things about being a reporter is that people lie to you. Constantly. Whether it’s a crooked politician, a football coach, or a criminal, you are told lies, lies and more lies.

Many of them are unverifiable. When a coach tells me a kid has a sprained ankle suffered in a practice I wasn’t at, of course I believe him. Even if I have a pretty good idea that the kid really got caught with weed in his locker. I don’t know that on the record, and I”m pretty sure the coach is just making an excuse, I still have to believe him.

So it’s not the unverifiable lies that bother me. It’s the stupid, easily debunked lies that really make me crazy. And make me question why that person would do it.

I’m telling you this because it happened again the other day. I’ve been calling this agent for a prominent athlete in our area for weeks, trying to find out where said player will be playing this season.

Guy hardly ever gets back to me, so the last few weeks have been no exception. When he does talk to me, he’s been a good source of info, and I feel like we have a decent relationship.

Anyway, he finally calls back Monday. Tells me that our player signed with an NBA team last week. When I remark that that’s why I’ve been calling him for a while, and it would’ve been great to have known that, you know, last week, he dismissively tells me that “it was on my Twitter feed weeks ago.”

For a minute, I thought, well, maybe I should’ve been checking his Twitter feed. After all, I’m a 21st century reporter. So just for the hell of it, I go on the guy’s Twitter. And what do you know, no mention whatsoever of our player. Not in passing, not in any news sense, nothing.

So why? Why did the agent lie? Did he not think I could easily check his Twitter feed and see that our guy was not on there? He could’ve told me any of a hundred things. He could’ve said he’s sorry he didn’t call back. He could’ve said that it’s not his job to tell me stuff, and I should’ve found out on my own. He could’ve said he’s been on Mars for the last three months without access to a phone.

But he didn’t. He lied flat-out, a lie that was easily disproved.

And I just wonder why people do it. I’m a bad liar, I know this, so I try to lie as little as possible (except to spare people’s feelings about the cuteness of their baby. Lying about that, I believe, is in the Constitution.)

I’m just fascinated by people who lie, knowing they could easily be trapped in it.

I’m open to any theories you, dear reader, might have on the subject.

**OK, so let me get this straight. Jessica Simpson’s dog got stolen by a coyote. That’s not the plot of a movie, that really happened?

I guess I should feel bad for her, but then I remember that she thinks Buffalo wings are from killing buffaloes, and I remember that her moron father once told Rolling Stone that, since Jessica’s album came out right around 9/11, “When those planes crashed into those buildings, it nearly demolished our career.”

And so yeah, not a lot of sympathy for her.

**It saddens me greatly that the most popular story on CNN.com earlier today was about Heidi and Spencer’s sex life.  I wish I didn’t know who they were, but sadly, I do.

***Speaking of celebrities, The Onion hits another one clear out of the park. Hilarious.

**Another fantastic episode of “Glee” Wednesday night. And another great 80s song (and a 70s classic, too) featured. As a lover of 80s music, I’m freakin’ thrilled to see it featured so much on such a good show. And mark my words, my friends, “Glee” will do for 80s music what “Mork and Mindy” did for space aliens.