The harebrained stunt Richard Heene pulled off on TV was the best reality show I’ve seen so far. A good number of non-unionized reality TV script writers would have loved to come up with the flying saucer-with-boy-trapped-in-it plot. Or did they?

PLEASE, PLEASE, PICK ME!

I want in on that rumored mommy-centric show with Paula Deen and Kate Gosselin. And you'd better make it quickly too, because it looks like this train wreck is on the fast track!

OK, you win. 

I’d completely refrained from following the Gosselin affair, but can’t hold off any longer.

Just when the focus had turned to other entertainment news, ‘Katezilla’ -- as she’s affectionately referred to by others in the media -- strikes again, and this time ABC hired the controversial celeb and mother-of-eight to guest-host a popular daytime talk show.

Beyond the big-time L.A. cinema leaders and the plastic, fabric and tape costumes that characterize Comic-Con aficionados, it was refreshing to find Emily Hagins, a 16-year-old director in-the-making.

The day Michael Jackson died, I immediately made a mental note of gratitude for the singer’s contribution to my youth.

While my teenaged children and I watched the memorial, I wrote my second attempt at saying goodbye to the person whose famous life spanned mine thus far. But, instead of recounting Jackson’s life, I’m starting by analyzing myself to try to figure out the ambiguous relationship I maintained with the pop idol over the years.

Textbooks have been returned, report cards are in the mail and the long speeches at awards ceremonies and graduations are finally over.

School’s out for summer!

Except if you have a high-school junior that is not gifted or talented like his or her Hollywood counterpart who, by some lucky strike, has an angelic singing voice, plays three instruments and dances like Baryshnikov -- which means they probably get to skip the stressful college admissions process.

Oh, no she didn’t!

I tuned in to my regular radio talk show where the discussion was the recent

abdication of the director’s throne over at the Miss California pageant offices.

I was sure I had missed hearing Reese Witherspoon’s name instead of Shanna Moakler’s in the part of the good-bye speech mentioning a role model.

But my ears had not betrayed me.

I’m somewhat glad my kids are well in their teens now (could do with less back-talk, but you can read about this issue on my blog www.mamarazziknowbest.com), and that we survived the turbulent downward spiral of television programming for families.

We can now cautiously sit together through a few shows and commercials, and seldom have to cringe or change the channel due to inappropriate content during prime family TV time.

Just as I was starting to feel comfortable trusting Miley Cyrus to act her age, and not suspecting that any of the Jonas Brothers would take a public misstep, I was thrown for a furious loop when I saw a photo (courtesy of TMZ) and a video (PerezHilton.com) of 16-year-old Nick Jonas driving 16-year-old Miley Cyrus in his vintage Mustang.

There couldn’t be a more apt description for the resurrected 3D movie fad, and accompanying marketing campaign than: “In your face.” DreamWorks is making sure everywhere you turn there’s an advertisement for their latest multi-million budget movie, “Monsters vs. Aliens,” so you won’t forget to make the family trip to the Cineplex to help pay for this Technicolor ambush.

The ATM and your e-mail’s in-box are two of the latest tactical moves the creative movie studios’ will use to raid your wallet.