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Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Soldier Virus...scam extorting money & holding PC users hostage! BEWARE consumers!!!







Some folks cruising the internet today were upset to learn that their computer was infected with a virus designed to extort money, block access to software programs, and quite generally fu** with their heads.

For instance, one victim was browsing over some material on a web site, when a dialogue box popped up and warned that their computer was infected.

Without their permission, the program - ironically named the "Security Tool" - began a scan.

During that unauthorized probe the user was startled to find that they were blocked from accessing software programs or conducting various functions on their PC.

In fact, when the individual attempted to launch their anti-virus software, the Security Tool blocked their access to the program on the grounds that myriad files were infected).

Then, the scan stopped, and issued an alert that there were 38 viruses and/or trojans threatening to damage their PC, steal credit card information, passwords, etc.

The software instructed the user to request a fix for the problem.

However, when the individual clicked on the link, he was transported to a suspicious-looking page that filled the whole screen.

Now, there was a demand for money to download  the necessary "upgrade" to quarantine and remove the threatening intruders.

The shocked computer owner was asked to input his credit card number, home address, and so forth and so on.

Did the bozos think he was born yesterday?

Curiously, there wasn't any "address" at the top of the page confirming the name of the software developer, their physical addresx, or where they could be contacted online, etc.

Weird, eh?

At this juncture, the victim clicked the X in the top right corner of the web page, to close the dialogue box and order form.

Guess what?

The pop-up box, and scanner, continued to bounce on and off the computer for the rest of the evening non-stop!

The user was also startled to spy an entry for "Security Tool" on the  list of installed programs on the menu.

When the unhappy internet cruiser attempted to use the "uninstall program" function he was unable to.

Why?

Cleverly, the culprits at the back of the scam, programmed "Security Tool" so that it didn't show up on the program list where it should have been posted (thus preventing the victim from being able to uninstall the rogue virus).

Imagine that!

The user hadn't even downloaded (or ordered) the alleged anti-virus program.

After clicking on various links, the upset computer geek finally located a notice tucked away at the bottom of one page (in very fine print!) with  insructions on how to remove the so-called soldier virus.

However, the link for the instructions failed to open, and the dialogue box continued to give alerts, blocks functions, and scan the computer!

At this juncture, the user scoured the order page, in a desperate effort to  locate some individual, web address, or company entity to contact to resolve the problem.

Finally, he stumbled on a two-line notice that stated that if a party was having trouble removing the software program (Security Tool) that they should contact the following web site.

http://www.softsailor.com/how-to/9824-how-to-remove-uninstall-windows-soft-soldier-virus-removal-guide.html

At the web site instructions were provided on what action to take to expunge the offending intruder.

The steps that were mapped out have been posted below.

However, although the site explained in detail the nature of the malicious virus - and the damage it could cause to a laptop or regular desk PC - no "free assistance" was offered up.

No, sir!

The owners of this site were asking a hefty little sum for an anti-virus software program they asserted would remove the dangerous virus from computers.

My antennae went up!

Part of the elaborate scam?

News at 11!

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Info & Instructions

http://www.soldiervirus.com/
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If your computer got infected with the SoftSoldier rogue anti-malware (Scareware) this article will provide all the information about what SoftSoldier is as well as instructions on how to remove it and all related files from your computer.

Just like we stated above, SoftSoldier is a rogue anti-malware. Soft Soldier works in a way that is highly similar to the other rogue anti-malware we talked about in our past articles (Cyber Security, Trust Soldier, Windows Enterprise Defender).

This malware will take the form of video codecs required for an online video or flash updates to install itself on your compute

Once installed, Soft Soldier will create a bunch of files that have random names.

When you restart your computer, you will notice that Soft Soldier will automatically start a scan (it’s actually a fake scan) of your computer.


When this fake scan will be complete, Soft Soldier will tell you that these files are infections and that you need to buy the program to remove them from your computer.

This article is part of our “Malware Removal Tips” series of articles.

Click here for more articles.

These files will be placed in C:\Windows and C:\Windows\System 32.

You won’t know that these files are created.

When you restart your computer, you will notice that Soft Soldier will automatically start a scan (it’s actually a fake scan) of your computer.


When this fake scan will be complete, Soft Soldier will tell you that these files are infections and that you need to buy the program to remove them from your computer.
In addition, Soft Soldier will also display some security alerts stating that your computer is under attack and that malware has been detected.


It will even fake a Windows Security Center that advises you to buy Soft Soldier to protect your computer (the original windows security center does not recommend any program).

SoftSoldier is just a scam, so don’t buy it (contact your credit card company if you already did) and don’t believe the warnings it will give you.

Here is a quick guide on how to remove Soft Soldier from your computer.


Tip: you should print these instructions as you will be needed to close all windows a little later.

Make sure that you follow closely these instructions:


1.Click here to download Malwarebytes’ Anti-Malware (MBAM). Save the file on your desktop. Don’t run it yet.

2.Close all open windows and then run the setup file for Malwarebytes’ Anti-Malware.

3.Follow the wizard instructions and complete the install without changing any settings.

4.When the install is complete, leave both “Update Malwarebytes’ Anti-Malware” and “Launch Malwarebytes’ Anti-Malware” boxes checked before clicking Finish.

5.Go to the Scanner tab and select Perform quick scan. Now click on the scan button.

6.Wait for the scan to complete. When it is, click the OK button.

7.Go to the scanner screen and click on the Show Results button.

8.When taken at the screen that shows all detected infections, select them all and click Remove Selected.

9.Wait for MBAM to remove all the infections. Note that MBAM may ask for a restart in order to remove all threats. Allow it to do so if prompted.

10.When the scan is finished, a scan log will be opened. Close it when you are done reading it.

Now you should have removed SoftSoldier and any related files from your computer.


Shannon Tweed...Autism Awareness Day!




I logged in to Twitter at the close of "Dancing with the Stars" last night when I spied a tweet that Shannon Tweed just posted (we follow each other) on the subject of Autism.

"Don't forget that April is Autism month."

Shannon also underscored that April 2nd (Friday) is World Autism Awareness Day.

The subject of Autism is close to Ms. Tweed's heart since one of her own children is autistic.

World Autism Awareness Day shines a bright light on autism as a growing global health crisis, according to the organizers.

WAAD activities help to increase and develop world knowledge of the autism epidemic and impart information regarding the importance of early diagnosis and early intervention.

Additionally, WAAD celebrates the unique talents and skills of persons with autism and is a day when individuals with autism are warmly welcomed and embraced in community events around the globe.

"By bringing together autism organizations all around the world, we will give a voice to the millions of individuals worldwide who are undiagnosed, misunderstood and looking for help" an official noted at the organization's web site.

Concerned inviduals are urged to join in the effort to inspire compassion inclusion and hope.

Info:


http://www.worldautismawarenessday.org/site/c.egLMI2ODKpF/b.3917077/k.186A/About_World_Autism_Awareness_Day.htm

Justin Bieber...unfollow on twitter? Punked or what...





One of the top tweets on twitter right now is this little ditty:

bieberfever4jb EVERYONE UNFOLLOW JUSTIN BIEBER TOMORROW FOR APRIL FOOLS AND SPREAD THE WORD CUZ IF ENOUGH PPL DONT DO IT THEN HE WONT NOTICE!!!!!!!!

Something tells me the Pop Star will be not be upset about being "unfollowed" for half-a-day (April Fool's).

Time to par-tay!

Just kick off your shoes, don some trunks, and soak up some rays for a change, Justin.

After all, you've been lookin' a little pale, lately!





Oh, baby!

Miley Cyrus...star's credibility problems & The Last Song! Stolen chickens...




 

Miley Cyrus has been making the rounds of talk shows this past week - to tout her new release (The Last Song) - which is being released today (March 31st) in tandem with her feature film release.

After catching a couple of the chats she engaged in with high-profile talk-show hosts over the past week - on the tonight show and the today show respectively - it appears that Ms. Cyrus has a nasty habit of fibbing (embellishing the facts to romanticize her life a tad) or in the conveninet alternative just has a foggy memory!

Maybe, she's just living in a fantasy world, starring a delusional Miley Cyrus?

For example, after a chat with a teen-bopper rag, other media hounds were inclined to spread the juicy scuttlebutt she generated about the casting of current boy-toy Liam Hemsworth  in the lead role opposite Miley.

With a lot of fanfare, she boasted that she gave the nod,  because "he showed he was a gentleman when he opened the door for her one day."

The juicy tidibt triggered a surge in good manners 'round Tinsel Town with a posse of actors keen on currying favor with someone with clout to land 'em a part (even if it meant flirting with a spoiled self-centered star with some kooky notions about life
).

And, the presses spilled ink all over kingdom cum - and the internet, too - about the infectious  puppy love blossoming in their midst.

Then, last night, Miley twisted and distorted the facts a bit.

For example, when Jimmy Kimmel attempted to confirm how Liam came to land the romantic lead in the film, she suddenly blurted out that it was her mother who was actually responsible for the casting.

"She had headshots of three actors on the kitchen table.  But, she kept staring at Liam's photograph for hours."

Looks like Mom had the hots for Liam, first.

In fact, Miley confessed she wasn't that keen on him, initially.

Hope they're sharing the spoils of their studly find, at least!!

So much for the fairy tale meeting, and her little white lies, spread out over a week rife with promotional burps.

Needless to say, her credibility was "blown" in this corner of the Universe.

At that juncture in Kimmel's  interview, I found it difficult to take her at her word, when she ran rampant at the frothy mouth about this 'n that throughout the rest of the gab fest.

Did she really steal a few chickens from an unsuspecting farmer in California?

And, if we're to put any stock in what amounts to a tall tale - in my estimation - she would have us believe that her and Dad (Billy Ray Cyrus)  smuggled the chicks into the passenger area of the airplane by simply stretching the truth.

"These are special chickens," they assured the other passengers, who wondered aloud why they weren't below in "cargo" where all of God's other lowly creatures were stowed (cats, dogs).

As to the ratty Willie Nelson Doll she hauled around everywhere when she was a tot?


A fan took some publicity photos for posterity's sake and now they have been rustled up to haunt the young starlett (who must feel like a total fool right about now).
And, how was your day?


Miley needs shower after stink she's caused with media!

San Francisco...Asian clerk @ David's food store rips off tourists! Idiot can't speak English, either...





Rip-off grocer!



Sometimes the stupidity (and gall) of people is quite shocking!

For example, on occasion during the course of my fun vacation in San Francisco, I have patronized a couple of the local grocery stores in the vicinity of my Hotel in the business district.

Now and then, my sweet tooth rears its ugly head, and I dash out to satiate it.

On those occasions during the late-night munchie hours, I have been inclined to pop into a variety store just around the corner (612 Kearny) to pluck up a small bag of lemon drops, jelly beans, what-have-you.

Like other stores around the city - and in Los Angeles, too - the store sells a brand of candy that is priced @ the princely sum (!) of  2 packages for $1.00 (which is printed on the top in plain view).

Without fail, over the past week or so, the cashier(s) on duty have charged me fifty cents in the event I trot up to the counter with one package in hand.

 After all, one dollar divided by two is fifty cents.

If my childhood lessons in arithmetic serve me well!

I admit, some stores will charge fifty-nine cents, in the event one package is selected instead of two.

I have no qualms with that scenario in the least (a surcharge for opting out?).

However, today when I approached the counter to pay, the clerk refused to take fifty cents (in spite of the fact his co-workers have done just that over the course of the past  week).

Instead, he stabbed he package with a stubby finger where the price of $1.00 was printed, and gestured that he required that sum as payment (in spite of the fact I only wanted to purchase one bag of candy).

Is this man a moron, or what?

Then, the second problem arose!

When I attempted to explain that shopkeepers at stores around California usually charged fifty cents for one bag (or fifty-nine cents depending on how cheap or desperate the store owner tended to be) I was unable to communicate with the man because he didn't speak any English!

Notwithstanding, I was also unable to ask why the other clerks charged me fifty cents all week, under the same set of circumstances.

Imagine that!

In my humble opinion, a person would have to be an idiot to hire an individual who doesn't speak English to man the cash register in a part of the city overrun with tourists!

I am mad as hell and I am not going to take it anymore.

If these losers (in this case a middle-aged Asian man with no arithmetic skills) can't learn English and assimilate into North American Society, I say ship him back to China, Japan, from whence he (and others like him)  came.

God speed!

After all, the man in questions is useless to our community, and just taking up much-needed space.

Amen!



More tricks than treats
@ David's Food store!


Princess Diana...Rubens portrait & rare heirlooms to be auctioned!



 




Christie's announced that rare artifacts from the ancestral home of the Princess of Wales (Althorp House) - with an estimated value of $30 million - will be auctioned off this summer.

Lady Diana was laid to rest at the family estate following her tragic car accident in 1997.

Earl Charles Spencer (Diana's brother) currently resides at the estate situated in Northhamptonshire in central England.

A Rubens portrait (17th century) is among the items to be put on the chopping block.

The funds raised will be invested and used to maintain the stately residence.

In addition to original paintings by the masters, there will be a wide selection of English and French furniture and a 19th century horse-drawn carriage.

Many of the pieces were either purchased by Lady Diana personally or have been in the Spencer family for centuries.

The Rubens - titled "Commander Being Armed for Battle" is expected to fetch a tidy sum.


 



http://www.thetattler.biz

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Dancing with the Stars...Pam nearly a goner! Beach Boy tribute with Stamos a highlight!










Shortly after the lights went up on the stage of "Dancing with Stars" tonight - the jolts and surprises -  packed a couple of hard-hitting whallops.

Pam Anderson (myself included) was stunned by the news that after the vote count was tallied from the viewing audience that she was relegated to the bottom two!

 And, wonders never ceased!

Buzz Aldrin must have crapped in his pants - when he was given the nod to return next week - in spite of a poor showing with the Judges last night.

Fans demonstrated the obvious!

Wowing audiences at home with dazzling costumes and fancy footwork doesn't always hold sway with fans entirely!

Tugging their heart-strings appears to be the key to scoring big with music-lovers around the country.

But Buzz is no fool!

"The Judges were right," he chuckled (about his performance)

"I was patriotic and served my country. My friends in the space program probably had something to do with this."

When Pamela was quizzed about what happened (???) her response was short and sweet.

"Whoops!"

At this juncture, producers opted to build the suspense by prolonging the outcome.

Fox sparked up the show with skits, a band performance, and a peek at the daily routine of competent co-hosts Brooke Burke and seasoned pro Tom Bergeron.

Shots of Brooke rehearsing lines with Tom, in the make-up room, and announcing contestants on a mic backstage as they sauntered down the stairs into the glare of the spotlight, were a fascinating look at life back stage.

"When I chat with the contestants, that is not scripted. So, I try to engage in a real conversation."

The Beach Boys - considered to be one of America's all-time favorite (best) bands - brought back alot of nostalgia with their hot performance of  "Fun Fun Fun".



Former Soap  star - John Stamos - wowed the folks in attendance with a solid stint on the drums.

In fact, the gig triggered a prolonged standing ovation, that didn't look like it would ever end.



In a hilarious colorful sketch, Len - outfitted as Moses - cited the ten commandments at Fox's hit show
to be mindful of.

For example - Thou shalt not do lifts, Thou shalt not have rhinestones, and Thou shalt honor the judges - were stand-out no-no segments that hit my funnybone.

In a fun twist, the professional dancers (the hired instructors coaching the contestants) were rustled up to dance a special number - with the ultimate aim of letting them strut their stuff - so contestants could see what "dance" was all about.

The vastly entertaining segment was - sexy, upbeat, spirited, choreographed well - and somewhat  reminiscent of boy-band slick schtick.

The light show dazzled!

There were jokes about Bruno and Elton John tom-catting around in France.

"Elton & Bruno loose in Southern France in the carefree eighties? Why, they must have bagged every chick in town," the commentator chuckled.

When a staffer strode up and whispered in his ear, a shocked look spread across his face.

"Elton John, too?" he asked increduously.

On the heels of the recent announcement by Ricky Martin that he is "gay" - the wicked humor was timely - and well-received by the open-minded guests.

In a solemn segment a troup of dancers from Haiti (sponsored by Macys) gave tribute to the victims of the devastating earthquake.

Interested viewers were invited to visit the web site and contribute funds.

www.abettercommunity.com

Neicy (who was saved and will appear next week) giggled that all the tension made her both anxious and hungry at the same time!

At the close of the show, I breathed a sigh of relief; after all, Pamela Anderson (my fave dancer) was spared the axe!


When I checked twitter, I noticed right off-the-bat, that follower Shannon Tweed posted info on how to vote for Pamela in upcoming segments.

Guess Shannon was worried too!

Because Pam was saved  it meant another hoofer went home in her stead.

Unfortunately, Shannon Doherty was a victim of the unkind fickle finger of fate.

"I'm not a dancer," she confided to  the hosts.

The journey was a fulfilling one for her, though.

As it turns out, it worked out for the best.

Yesterday, her partner tore a muscle off the bone during their performance, and would have left Shannon in a lurch with a new partner to trip-the-light fantastic with in future episodes.

Not a pretty prospect, she fessed up.

In a touching closing moment, all the dancers swarmed over the likeable twosome, and smothered them with hugs!

'Til next week, eh?




San Francisco...Ana Ortiz shooting ABC Pilot in streets! Detective show...







If you're strolling around the city streets in downtown San Francisco - like moi - you may be startled to stumble across a film crew shooting scenes for a Hollywood-style TV pilot!

On the five-day shoot, producers intend to capture key location scenes for the Detective drama which is tentatively titled "True Blue".

"Ugly Betty"star Ana Ortiz has been cast in a lead role.

If you're in town, and curious about how a film crew sets up their shots, keep your eyes open when you're in transit in the dowtown area, Twin Peaks, North Beach and the Golden Gate National Recreation area where the ABC production team will be hunkered down in the bustling city streets until the shoot wraps.

Insiders have disclosed that the drama is about a group of homicide detectives who reunite to solve the mysterious murder of a fellow law enforcement officer.

Whether "True Blue" will be picked up by the Network is still up in the air.

I'll keep 'ya posted!




NBC Today...shallow female anchors a yawn! Bless Martha Stewart for trying...








I was flipping through the channels on the old boob tube this morning when I spied a news flash on Ricky Martin underway on the 10 o'clock segment of the Today show.

One of the overly-coiffed, shallow female anchors - with all the personality of a slug - was droning on about the recent announcement by Pop Star - Ricky Martin - that he is "gay".

Ho-hum.

Essentially, her report was a watered-down scoff of juicy tidbits gleened from sizzling coverage that flew at lightning speed around the Internet last night by other relevant writers.

After quizzing her equally boring side-kick (on what amounts to a fluffy over-rated morning show) as to why Martin chose to "come out" now, the two proceeded to twitter  non-stop as if they were experts on the topic of homosexuality.

Well, one gal theorized, he is Catholic.

And, the fact he was once adored by nubile young  girls when he was a pop icon with Menudo, must have figured into his reluctance to reveal his sexual preference, too (they concurred).

Uh-huh - the other host with the unattractive stretched-face nodded - in agreement.

"Also, he has those two adorable kids to think about."

They really are his kids the pushier reporter was inclined to pipe up.

"He had a surrogate, didn't he?" the other probed further.

In response, the snippier anchor nodded, then quipped with smug satisfaction.

"We're NBC. We do our research."

Balonie!

Don't these frigid newsies realize that they come off like a couple of condescending bit**es?

Where NBC dredges up these losers, I'll never know.

With bimbos like this populating the terrain, no wonder men are gay, or cheat on their wives!

Not even Martha Stewart could save the Today show this morning.

In spite of the fact I love to cook with honey, too!


Miley Cyrus...in love! "The Last Song " release slated for March 31st...



While my guitar gently weeps!



Miley Cyrus (a trifle subdued)  appeared on the Today Show at the crack of dawn to tout a tune - "The Last Song" - to be released on March 31st in tandem with the release of her new feature film.

In fact, on a couple of occasions when the camera panned to the pretty songbird to promote the upcoming segment, she appeared to be a bit pensive.

Is it possible that the "hot" Disney property was unaware that she was on air?

When the interview got underway, she brightened a tad, but appeared to be holding back.

Perhaps, Ms. Cyrus is not an early riser.

Or, just maybe, a hot new bedmate keeps here awake nights?

Yes, Miley fessed up.

Her new beau - who she met during the throes of auditioning actors (who said the casting couch was dead in Hollywood?) - has captured her heart.

As I reported in a post last week - on the heels of Miley's appearance on Jay Leno's tonight show - the perky actress gushed about her decision to request that handsome Liam Hemsworth play opposite her in the romantic drama.

Post: 03/26/10

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2010/03/jay-lenosly-devil-miley-cyrus-ambushed.html

How did that situation come about?

"He opened the door for me. I thought that was excellent."

Now, a full-blown (!) spring romance is surfacing between-the-sheets.

However, Dad (Billy Ray Cyrus) didn't make the cut.

Greg Kinnear was scooped to play her make-believe father on screen, instead.

Maybe she didn't want the country-rock star spying on her (or getting in the way) now that there is a bit of hanky-panking doing down in her charmed life?

News at 11!

Meanwhile, screenwriter Nicholas Sparks tagged along to disuss his script.

How did the collaboration come to fruition?

"We got together casually at the dinner table. I think it worked out because it wasn't a heavy business thing," Miley explained with a bit of blush cresting on her pretty face.

Nicholas, a beaming pleasant-looking man, chirped that he was so happy to be able to wake up each day and do what he does best.

"The Lord gives us gifts. We need to use and maximum them."

And, he's doing just that.

In a slightly a**-backs approach,  Sparks proceeded to pen a novel after the screenplay was in development at Disney.

I expect there will be prequels, sequels, you name it!

Yes, there may be a lucrative franchise on the horizon - spinning Miley in untold directions - now that Hanna Montana has been axed.

Miley pointed out that the role was a toughie.

"It was a challenge to make her likeable since there are angry confrontations with her parents," she noted in so many words.

Once you catch the flick, Cyrus asserted that filmgoers may be inclined to run out and call individuals in their life that they've pushed away.

"That's how powerful the story is."

Tapping into the voice of a teenage-girl required a lot of concentrated effort she wailed.

I don't know why! 

Miley's just a scant piece of bubblegum away from being a tweenie herself.

The teen-bopper crowd hasn't written her off  - as totally over-the-hill - just yet.

Especially when you consider that Miley just beat out Sandra Bullock at the Kid's Choice Awards in the category for best Actress.

She managed to avoid getting slimed, too.

The universe is no doubt unfolding as it should.



Method acting?

Monday, March 29, 2010

Dancing with the Stars...Pam Anderson wows! Kate Gosselin raises stink...







As "Dancing with the Stars" burst on the screen for its second week into the new season, the emphasis appeared to be on glamour, fast fancy footwork, and a mad dash for the brass ring as contestants worked up a sweat in rehearsal and sought to showcase their talent on the big night with dazzling finesse.

Mad, was the key word, alright.

In fact, tensions ran so high on occasion that one judge quipped:

"Show up. Step up. And, shut up."

Kate Gosselin - the money-grubbing reality-show star (?) - stirred up controversy when a temper tantrum trigged her instructor to yell at her - I quit - just before storming off in a huff.

There were quite a few hits, amidst the misses (and bad manners), though.

Along the way, entertaining quips from the judges, kept the audience in side-splitting laughter.

For instance, when Pamela Anderson wafted onto the stage the spitting image of screen icon - Marilyn Monroe - one judge chortled that he just spied a limo packed with Kennedys careen up to the curb outside.

The impromptu spats - which underscored that a couple of  the dancers (male & female) were testy prima donnas - kept audiences on the edge-of-their seats shaking their heads in disgust (but begging for more juicy moments of classless low-brow entertainment).

For example, in one frustrating moment Kate Gosselin confronted her partner - pro dancer Tony Dovolani - because she couldn't cut (or keep up with) the fast pace.

In a shame-faced bid for sympathy, Gosselin played the damsel in distress.

"He feels like I undermined him as a teacher and I didn't. I'm not qualified to teach, but I am qualified to know how it is that I want something to be shown to me," Kate said to camera.

"Like, I just want to learn, like show me, so I can get it."

A handful in the audience were inclined to cluck.

Meanwhile, Tony was under the impression Kate was criticizing his instruction.

"I am a successful dance instructor. No one has ever treated me like this," he wined as he slunk off with his tail between his legs.

Eventually, the dismal twosome patched up their differences and moved on.

Whew!

Pamela Anderson added a lot of sizzle to the show last night when she went old Hollywood.

When she floated across the stage as Marilyn Monroe - in a sparkly body-fitting gown, white gloves, and short-cropped fifties-style "do" - the rapt audience was knocked out (as were the judges) by a performance that was sensual, precise, and classy.

One judge felt she needed to stand taller, find her center, and - uh-huh - refrain from the tendency to lead with her boobs.

Those judges say the darndest things, don't they?

Later on a talk show around the midnight hour, host Tom Bergeron joked:

"Pam excited me tonight. Then, she danced."

Her partner was dashing in a morning coat with tails, elegant cravat, tasteful pocket puff, and stylish shoes to match.

The performance rustled up a standing ovation for the beaming dancers!

There were precarious moments, though.

In a rehearsal, Pam fell back (with partner in tow) into a mirrored wall and went boom.

"I already said, there's no way I'm going down in a fox trot," she laughed as she struggled to regain her balance (and composure).

The former V.I.P star was praised for "getting into the moment" - and likewise - channeling Marilyn Monroe so expertly.

"I'm happy do something so much fun at this point in career," she chirped to one of the hosts as she waited for the scores to ripple off the cue cards.

"It had an elegance about it... a cheeky charm," Len gushed.

"It was a well executed delicious tribute to the original blonde bombshell, Marilyn Monroe," Bruno enthused.
Meanwhile, bad girl - Shannon Doherty - expressed quite a bit of frustration during rehearsal with her patient partner who was sensitive to her needs, fortunately.

Doherty expressed doubts about being able to remember the complicated routine.

"There is so much to learn."

Her instructor was steadfast in pushing her to the limits.

Although  TV's popular soap girl appeared a bit dumpy in the rehearsal hall (pleasingly plump?) the still-sexy brunette cleaned up good later.

In fact, the winsome twosome were dazzling in their glittery black & white outfits ( hers sparked up with  eye-catching heels and his with a stand-out string tie).

Their high-spirited number, though electric, was a bit flawed.

Len Goodman thought the performance was fast, fun, and energetic.

"A mean jive that engaged the audience," he raved.

"You need more control with the feet, though, Shannon," he added as an afterthought.

Trusting her partner - Mark - paid off well.

Evan (Gold Medalist)) was smartly turned out in tight jeans and vinyl leather jacket teamed with pink socks and ubiquitous sneakers.

"Suprise moves and interesting steps," applauded Len, who was prone to criticize Evan's legs on the grounds that they "went everywhere" in his estimation.

"The connection with the audience and your partner was there."

"Like greased lightning tonight, spot on. Don't go wobbly now."

Niecy added a dollop of humor - and a flourish of color - to the show.

The hefty likeable dancer wore a large flower in her hair to add a touch of romance to the sparkly outfit that accented her generous fleshy curves.

The effervescent gal expressed concerns that there were communication problems with her partner, who was describing the moves in such way, that they  diffficult to fathom (in her opinion).

When Louie mentioned he was reaching for a performance that was smooth as butter, she lit up, though.

"Now you're speaking my language. Cause I love food!"

In spite of her loud big demeanour, Judges hailed her fox trot as effortness.

Graceful?

Who would of thunk it?

I didn't warm up to her gown - a nightmare in pink - somewhat reminiscent of a Supremes cast off.

A judge compared it to a frothy pink milkshake (mistake?).

There were a couple of glaring incidents when flowing gowns triggered potential disasters on stage.

For example, fabric often swept up between the legs of  male partners, without warning.

Whoa nellie!

Because Niecy was such a big Mamma, I speculated earlier on there would not be any lifts in her dance future, though.

My prediction was right on the money as  both bods continued to hug the stage floor throughout the routine.

Two other dancers who fought openly - Jake & Chelsie - caused me to wonder to myself.

Are they in love, but don't know it yet?

He retorted at one point that he felt silly about the routine.

"I react like a porcupine. It's my defense mechanism," he apologized later with an obvious stick still up his pretty little butt.

Chelsie was adamant that she was not asking - but telling him in no uncertain terms - that there were hitches that still needed to be worked out.

When he lamented he couldn't get into a specific position - she remarked off-handed almost under her breath -  that he was bull-legged.

Ouch.

He wouldn't cave in, though. 

"I tend to take up the challenge, tackle, then try to  nail it," he noted earnestly to the camera.

A studlly macho guy rife with attitude.

I like!

Jake cut a fine swath on the dance floor, too, decked out in black boots, white socks (or was he wearing spats?), dress slacks, and stylish checked jacket.

At one point, when he unexpected offered up three deep  thrusts from the groin area, it became obvious he was definitely stripper material.

Her black cocktail with torquoise fringe flattered her figure.

Judges noted they were a joy to watch, although Jake needed to be lighter on his feet.

"You have to trust your partner," one judge stressed amid nods from others on panel.

Chelsie described her realtionshilp with Jake to that of  "brother & sister". 

Was it my imagination, or did that assessment of their relationship upset him?

BUZZ Aldrin continued on valiantly.

One judge thought the former astronaut was dancing with trepidation.

"You look like you're afraid to step on her toes."

In spite of comments like - tender, charming, tugs at heartstrings - scores were quite low.

I expect the moon-walker will not be tripping-the-light fantastic much longer on Dancing with Stars.

One cutting criticism?

"On the moon, you go this way 'n that to avoid craters. Here, it may be a good idea to go in a straight line on occasion," Len sniped.

Pussy Cat doll Nicole-  and partner Derek - were enthusiastic and full of energy.

Instead of a 50's classic tune they were pining for, the Judges nudged music for a contemporary song under their noses come rehearsal day.

Initially, both were annoyed with the turn of events, they didn't anticipate.

In spite of the disappointment, the attractive couple managed to choreograph an upbeat, fast-paced routine, loved by the normally-picky judges

One judge was totally wowed.

"You reinvented the jive!"

Maks and Erin bowled the judges over, too.

In rehearsal, Erin laughed about the fact she was such a Tom Boy - and lamented to anyone within earshot - that she  doubted her dance instructor would be able to draw the inner princess out.

"Maks works hard. He screams and drives me crazy."

The concentrated effort paid off.

Judges raved, after all, that she was a natural.

"Like a duck taking to water."

"Stunning", "lyrical", "flexible" were some of the superlatives used.

Sadly, Chad and Cherly were compared to a snow storm.

"You're glad when it's over," Len sniped heartlessly.

So were we!

Tonight, the first round of eliminations on ABC.

Ricky Martin...gay! Twitter mixed reactions hilarious, touching, surprising...






Ricky Martin's announcement on his Official Web site (and by way of tweet) that he is "gay" - triggered a lot of frenzied commentary on Twitter this afternoon - that ranged from congratulatory to downright hilarious.

One tweeter quipped: 

"OMG!  Ricky Martin has a blog?"

Another tweeter chuckled:

"We knew, dude. Thanks."

On the humorous side, a handful of tweets were so precious, I just had to pass 'em along!

"I thought he was a ladies man. Now he's a man's man," another posted with an obvious smirk on their face.

One of my favorites?

"Ricky Martin admits he's fabulous! You go, girl."

It was a bummer (wrong choice of words?) for others with a crush on the Pop star.

"When my friend on facebook heard the news she was heartbroken."

What rock has she been hiding under for the last decade?

Some were in the dark, I guess.

"Whether it was obvious or not, it still took courage to come out," asserted another.

But, those folks appeared to be in the minority, judging by the comments posted.

"How many people actually thought he was straight?"

"We we supposed to think he was straight?"

Others congratulated Ricky for busting out of the closet.

"Welcome to the club!"

"Ricky Martin came out of the closet. #abouttime."

Some were playful!

"Shock news! Ricky Martin not pretending to be gay – he really is gay!"

"Ricky Martin has come out of the closet? Shocker... Who saw that coming?"

A handful sighed and wondered what the fuss was all about.

"Ricky Martin is trending. Is he still considered a celeb?"

In restrospect, it appears that a large percentage of music-lovers (Joe public, too) knew that Ricky was gay and that he was trying to hide the fact.

Ricky appeared to be one of the lone few who didn't have a clue about the fact that most folks have been keenly aware of his sexual preference for years.

Talk about a pink elephant in the room!

The end scenario?

Ricky rides off into the sunset with Prince Charming.

Or, hooks-up with a tattoo artist from Silver Lake!

Post: Ricky Martin gay!

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Ricky Martin...admits he's gay! Pop Singer says he's a "Fortunate Homosexual Man"...





Frolics on the beach with studly dudes raised suspicions!




After years of skirting around the issue - and in spite of adopting two adorable young children with no visible main squeeze in sight  - sexy Pop Icon Ricky Martin continued to remain mum about his sexual persuasion.

Last week, when I penned a post on the subject of interviews, I noted that years ago Walters put Ricky on the "hot seat" when - at the height of his poplularity in the glare of the spotlight - she pointedly quizzed:

"Ricky, are you gay?"

In my own post, I noted that Ricky's awkward silence - and refusal to cough up an answer - "said it all" - in the eyes of millions of viewers (and die-hard fans) watching on the edge-of-their-seats at home.

Post: 03/26/10

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/search?q=miley+cyrus+jay+leno

Years ago, when I was working on General Hospital one day as an actor (Ricky had a role on the daily soap for a short stint) I overheard Ricky whispering sweet nothings to a male pal in the green room.

So, I've known that he was a closeted homosexual man for years!

Today, the handsome performer (formerly of Menudo) announced to the world on his official web site - that he is indeed - "gay".

"I am proud to say that I am a fortunate homosexual man," Ricky said.

 "I am very blessed to be who I am.".

Ricky said writing his memoir and thinking about his two twin sons led him to go public.

"To keep living as I did up until today would be to indirectly diminish the glow that my kids were born with. Enough is enough. This has to change. This was not supposed to happen 5 or 10 years ago, it is supposed to happen now. Today is my day, this is my time, and this is my moment," he wrote.

"These years in silence and reflection made me stronger and reminded me that acceptance has to come from within and that this kind of truth gives me the power to conquer emotions I didn't even know existed," he continued.

"What will happen from now on? It doesn't matter. I can only focus on what's happening to me in this moment. The word "happiness" takes on a new meaning for me as of today. It has been a very intense process. Every word that I write in this letter is born out of love, acceptance, detachment and real contentment. Writing this is a solid step towards my inner peace and vital part of my evolution."

Walters fessed up about the "error of her ways" just recently.

"In 2000, I pushed Ricky Martin very hard to admit if he was gay or not, and the way he refused to do it made everyone decide that he was," she told The Toronto Star.

 "A lot of people say that destroyed his career, and when I think back on it now, I feel it was an inappropriate question.".

Ricky also alerted followers on "Twitter" about his decision to  officially "come out".

The bombshell tweet was simpled titled: "my life".

In anticipation of the big step forward - to break the ice a tad? - Ricky was inclined to post another tweet a couple of days earlier which should have signaled to many what was on the horizon.

"Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter. M.L.K.Jr.," he wrote.

The initials - M.L.K.Jr. - refer to Martin Luther King, Jr.




Ricky a proud pappa!

San Francisco...prying eyes! A get-a-way not that for blogger!






I didn't even have to rent a billboard!



With my heart set on a quiet get-a-way - I steered my SUV north on Hwy 101 - in the direction of the lofty climbs of the romantic city by the bay (San Francisco).

Unlike LA LA LAND - where a mushroom cloud of nasty smog hovers overhead daily - fresh prevailing winds off the ocean breeze in - and in the process - effect therapeutic healing properties.

Within hours, my sinuses dried up, and I was able to breathe contentedly once again!

In Frisco, getting around the picturesque downtown core is a snap, too.

On the first starry night in town - I parked the car, tossed the ignition keys on a dresser in my hotel suite, and proceeded to piece together an ambitious game-plan designed to track down the rich  historical remains of the unique city's golden past.

But, reality sunk in, when I ventured out for a steaming hot cup of Java & morning snack at the crack of dawn the following day.

Within minutes of biting into my scrumptous bagel slathered with high-protein gobs of peanut butter, I suddenly felt like that there were a thousand eyes on me!

As I turned and gazed up from my cozy perch at the side counter running the length of a sparkling-clean picture window that framed the bustling world floating by, I spied a handful of tourists, businessmen, and locals staring at me transfixed!

OMG!

Surprisingly, my mug appeared to be just as recognizable to strangers on the streets of San Francisco, as it is in my own neck-of-the-wood.

In fact, over the next few days, I was literally astounded by the reactions I encountered everywhere where I turned!

If I walked down a bustling street in the business district, for instance, passers-by zeroed in on me like flies on sh**.

Within seconds, they were nudging their pals in the ribs, or straining to alert their companions (with mouths awkwardly twisted half-closed in a surreptitious effort to conceal their whispers) that I was in their midst.

They reminded me of ventriloguists!

Some came to halt on the sidewalk, acted like they were checking their pocket for something, then proceeded to gaze after me as I headed down the street (as I pretended that I wasn't aware of the riot of emotions unfolding all around me).

In retail stores - faces froze, clerks chatted in hushed tones, and shoppers magically became glued to the polished parquette floors beneath their feet now burdensome dead-weights.

In clothing stores, stylists paid keen attention to the outfits on display that I scrutizined, and appeared to take mental notes.

In diners and variety stores, customers in line ahead of me, tended to step aside to allow me to go first.

Of course, I pooh-poohed the notion that I should get special treatment, and instructed those thoughtful few to "go ahead" as I ushered up a little bow of thanks (a gesture of respect Buddha-style).

On the one occasion that I drove to one location, I suddenly realized - too late - that I couldn't turn right on a red light on the downtown street.

To prevent myself from jutting out in front of traffic and pedestrians with the right-of-way, I put the gear in reverse, and backed up a few feet out of harm's way.

Wouldn't 'ya know it, passers-by spotted me in the driver's seat right away, and proceded to poke their friends and business associates as they gave me the old hairy eyeball.

I expect that in spite of the fact I have a perfect driving record (amazing considering how many years I have been behind the wheel of about eight different vehicles I have owned at one time or another) folks will be tittering (twittering, too) that I'm a dizzy driver.

Honest, I'm not.

But, don't worry, when the big bucks start rolling in, I'll hire a swanky limo to chauffeur me around!

Frankly, these days I am a bit overwhelmed by the instant fame, if you can call it that.

It's as if a major network has been broadcasting my photo over the airwaves - 24/7 - that's how recognizable I have become (the thought of which even stuns me).

If you want to become famous on sight, there are two ways to accomplish it.

Get on the nightly news or pen a high-profile controversial blog!

Why the nightly news?

Because I have experienced that phenomenon first hand.

Years ago, I was strolling down Santa Monica Boulevard, when I was witness to a drive-by shooting (a rare occurence in WeHo, believe me).

Shortly after the incident, I was chatting with a friend about what I witnessed, when a reporter from a local TV station approached me.

"You saw what happened?"

When I responded in the affirmative, he asked if I would agree to talk on camera about the incident.

"Sure, what the heck!"

Within minutes, the interview wrapped up, and I headed home to tuck in for the evening.

The next morning, when I pulled up to a pump at a gas station to fill up my tank, two Sheriff's driving by in a squad card gave me a thumbs up!

At first, I was startled by the gesture.

What the?

I looked over my shoulder to determine if they were waving to someone else behind me.

At this juncture, they laughed.

"We saw you on the news last night. Good job!"

Throughout the morning, everywhere I went, people would smile and blurt out:

"Heh, you're the guy from the news!"

Gosh, overnight, I had become a celebrity.

Why?

Because I was on the news, natch!

Apparently, CNN picked up the story, and it was being broadcast on the Network every thirty minutes or so throughout the evening.

Oy veh!

My current fame?

Well, it's decidedly more intense - so much so -  that I'm afraid to pick my nose in public or walk out the door unshaved or without running a brush through my curly locks first.

Ubiquitous dark glasses don't help.

I'm ready for my close-up, Mr. DeMille!






Sunday, March 28, 2010

Lindsay Lohan... paparazzi push into Cactus Plant! Sloppy Police escort...






Lindsay Lohan hit the party circuit late last night, but it was not a pretty sight!

Frenzied media ambushed the troubled celebrity when she attempted to exit a sleek black SUV in a narrow driveway en route to party-tay!

A scuffle broke out as Lindsay - in a pitch black punker-style wig and high-end designer threads  - attempted to elude the aggresive paparazzi in hot pursuit.

Suddenly, the emotionally-wrought star slipped and fell right into a Cactus plant!

The controversial actress - known for her scandalous lifestyle and addiction to drugs - managed to slip in the front door intact.

The owner of the condo flew outside and yelled at the paparazzi in disgust.

"Get off my property."

Instead of complying with the bold-faced demand, the gossip hounds skulked around outside waiting for another photo op.

They didn't have to wait long.

Shortly after the initial spill, a squad car pulled up, and police officers proceeded to escort Lindsay down the drive to a waiting vehicle.

Oooops!

The sloppy actress slipped a second time and nearly ended up on her a**, seemingly  negating claims earlier that the Paparazzi deliberately pushed her.

News at 11!



Lipstick lesbo?

David Beckham...soccer injury sidelines soccer stud! Grim-faced & on the mend...







David Beckam has been spotted limping about the empty soccer field grim-faced on crutches.

Publicity shots captured by the ever-intrusive paparazzi have painted a dismal picture, too!

Becks is not a happy puppy!

Beckham underwent surgery recently in Finland on the heels of learning that he totally tore his achilles heel during a tumble on the field in a match against Chievo when he was on loan to AC Milan.

According to his physcian - Dr. Sakari Orava - the soccer star won't be able to run for at least four months.

In spite of the fact the foot won't take much strain over the next few weeks the prognosis is good.

Just betcha the ever-resilient Beckham will rise up from the ashes like a phoenix!

Many have whispered that Becks may be all washed up, but team mates at Galaxy - where his bread is amply buttered - have rallied in his corner.

"David remains an important player for the Galaxy and we look forward to welcoming him back and assisting in his recovery," stated General Manager Bruce Arena to a posse of curious reporters in recent days.

Barring some unsightly social disease, the sports icon should be able to rustle up endorsements for an underwear ad or two, while he is on the mend.

You go, stud!