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AnnalynneThe cast of 90210 was back to work this week on the third season of their hit show. The girls look fresh faced and ready to go. It should be an exciting season, especially now that we have found out that Teddy the player (played by Ken doll look alike Trevor Donovan) is going to come out of the closet this season. It is an odd choice and will probably be rather upsetting for Silver and send her into a manic relapse (the writers kinduv just dropped that whole bipolar plotline last season) since they declared their love for eachother last season. At least they didn't make my precious Matt Lanter the gay one because he totally needs to get together with Annie (Shanae Grimes) whose life really sucked last season because she killed that dude and then had a psycho boyfriend who stalked her. Let's get her a boyfriend! There is like a 10-second promo that has been making the rounds but it really only shows Naomi (Annalynne McCord) prancing around in lingerie so it doesn't really further the plotline.

Blake on InterviewBlake Lively graces the cover of this month's issue of Interview Magazine looking stunning as usual. The actress opens up to the director of her upcoming film, Ben Affleck, about how despite that she walks around in outfits with her boobs always hanging out and goes to the opening of a closet door she is, in fact, a shy girl. She really used acting as a way to come out of her shell. If she is shy than the rest of the human race looks downright agoraphobic. Blake complained to Ben about having to do a sex scene with him during her first day of shooting because it was super awkward. Here is what she told the magazine:

Black Swan posterWho knew the world of ballet could be so scary? I mean the competitiveness and high frequency of eating disorders is disturbing but Darren Aronofsky's new film looks actually frightening. Natalie Portman plays Nina, an overlooked ballerina in the New York City Ballet, who finally gets her big shot when she replaces Winona Ryder (who is in the trailer for literally one second) but then along comes Lily (played by Mila Kunis) who has all the passion that Nina lacks and suddenly Nina is worrying she may lose her part. But instead of just going and eating a tub of ice cream like a regular person she starts to go crazy and her reflection starts doing its own thing and she sees herself walking down the hall oh and then it looks like she is literally turning into a swan because she starts to grow wings. And of course somehow this leads to a full on make-out session with Mila Kunis because the plot needed it. I guess her going crazy and actually sprouting wings is a metaphor or whatever. Anyway it looks good but rather terrifying.

I did it for you, babyHoly Moses on a moped these people are nuckin' futs. Just when you think they'll finally slink back under their rocks they drop another bomb. I had heard the rumors about Simon Monjack taking up with his deceased wife's mother, but I thought it was too weird to be true. I should have known better.

Of course nobody's admitting anything. Then again, there's only one player left, and she's not ready (broke enough) to sell her soul the rest of the way down the river. It won't take long, and hey, she doesn't have very much further to travel (not much left to sell). She'll probably come out with some cock-and-bull story eventually, even though she's still strongly denying anything inappropriate was going on. OK, so why did she tell the investigators that her pills were on "her side of the bed"? What was she doing sharing her dead daughter's bed with her grief-stricken husband? And why did she have pills prescribed to "Sharon Monjack"? Even more importantly, what doctor would be stupid enough to prescribe all those pills to these two loony birds? They had to have known who these two were. I wonder how many doctors they shopped.

Dr. Ryan's faithful companionHuh. And they say you can drive a Jeep anywhere. Guess he sure showed them.

Perhaps we should be kinder. After all, Dr. Frank Ryan was loved by many, most especially his patients, which include such legends of surgical excess as Shauna Sand and Heidi Montag. Dr. Ryan was on the beach with his border collie and tweeted pictures just minutes before the accident, which the dog luckily survived. Was Ryan somehow distracted by his beloved dog, or was it something more sinister and insidious?

Dog lover that I am, I refuse to believe Dr. Ryan's best friend had a hand (or paw) in his demise. Dogs don't kill people; texting while driving, especially down a winding mountain road with no guardrail keeping you from plummeting hundreds of feet, will in fact kill you deader than a doorknob. Believe it, people. And please, put that f**king cell phone down when you're driving. Thank you very much.