It's too hard watching Henry VIII have sex on my laptop. I gave it a good try, but I'm going back to the old-fashioned way of watching screeners.

If I see one more PR-spun update on post-breakup Lindsay Lohan, I think my eyeballs will melt.

I’m embarrassed to admit that I followed the Ashton Kutcher-CNN Twitter war. I’m even more ashamed that I didn’t smell the rat, despite spotting its tail early on.

We know Kutcher’s schtick. He combines jock humor, unabashed promotion and giant smug hipness, infused with of-the-moment digital gadgetry.