When I'm bored enough, I might... might... pick up that awful Parade Magazine insert that shows up inside some local newspapers. The level of "lame-ness" of that periodical, from cover to cover, never fails to astound me.
I always end up asking myself the question, "who writes letters to Parade Magazine? and why do they do so?" I mean, is someone honestly that tortured enough about whether Patrick Dempsey's been married before, that they would take the time to send a letter to a magazine to find the answer? Do they really, really have nothing else better to do with your time? I'm assuming that none of these readers/writers have heard of Google or Wikipedia, because if so, they'd clearly not be reading Parade.
Anyway, brilliant screenwriter and soon-to-be-director, John August must agree with me, because his post today absolutely slayed me.
and don't get me started on this Marilyn vos Savant character. You have GOT to be kidding me...
I just came across this on August's blog today, too. It's frigging hilarious. I've always thought that those letters were actually written by publicists seeking to ask an "impromptu" question about a client so that Parade would then "mention" the celebrity's upcoming project.
Posted by: Burbanked | January 02, 2007 at 08:29 AM
Oh, those are SO plants by publicists! They're far, far too well-timed.
Posted by: Kate | January 03, 2007 at 01:19 PM