Jude, John and fat people

Let me start off by saying -- Leave Jude Law alone. Sure, he's a jerk (and an idiot) for screwing the nanny when he had Sienna Miller by his side. No question about it. But the jabs at him about his schlong? Is that the best you can come up with? Giving a man a tough time about the size of his cock when he's putting on his shorts?

Like any of you would kick him out of bed?

Puh-leez.

One of my favorite articles from this past week's Washington Post (yep, this job is still leading me to read the paper days later), was the front page piece on Thursday about how fast food restaurants are going back to doing what they do best -- selling fatty, greasy (tasty) sh*t that will kill you. Forget all that nonsense about putting yogurt and salads and other such nonsense on the menu. PEOPLE WHO EAT IN FAST FOOD RESTAURANTS LIKE TO EAT FOOD THAT IS BAD FOR THEM.

(Just like their asses), "The gap between what they say and what they do is just huge," said the "chief concept officer" for Burger King.

One of my less than favorite articles this week was from Friday's Post. Apparently Supreme Court nominee John Roberts likes his ladies to stay where they are. According to the article, back when he was working as a legal adviser in the Reagan White House (ah, the carefree days of youth), he wasn't so sure that there was a gender gap after all. Nope, there is no such thing as bias. It was something entirely different that led him to question, "whether encouraging homemakers to become lawyers contributes to the common good."