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Peter Facinelli’s Twilight Drinking Game Amendment

While she was on the phone with Peter Facinelli yesterday, Co-Creator A told him all about the Twilight Drinking Game we created. (He thought it was great, PS. Duh!) We asked if he’d be willing to give us a Carlisle-related drinking rule for New Moon. (He was, but you’ll have to wait for November for that one, Twi-hards. Ha!) This was his response:

“First, I gotta give you one for Twilight: Everytime I put my hand on Rob’s shoulder. Rob and I would joke about that all the time. In the script it was always like ‘Carlisle comes in, puts his hand on his son’s shoulder.’ So Rob and I would always laugh because I’d be like every time I come in, I’m supposed to put my hand on your shoulder…like that’s a fatherly gesture. And whenever I see Rob now, I put my hand on his shoulder and we laugh.”

Not only did Peter Facinelli give us TWO—count them, TWO—drinking game rules, he gave us an RPattz anticdote!! It was like winning the lottery three times in one day!

 

Peter teaches Kellan the rules of the game...
Peter teaches Kellan the rules of the game…

PS Co-Creator M obvs isn’t the only one with mad Photoshop skills! Ha!

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Twitter Confessions

If you’re like us, dear ATM reader(s), you love following celebs on Twitter. It’s fun to feel like you have famous pals and then drop tidbits like “Mark Hoppus had eggs for lunch” or “John Mayer thinks green is the new pink” in conversations with the not famous ones. But with more and more celeb Twitter accounts popping up, we find it increasingly difficult to weed out the real ones from the fakers. 

There are few we’re sure of: John Mayer, Ashton Kutcher, Demi Moore. No one has enough time on their hands to fake their sheer volume of posts. (Evidently celebs have a lot of downtime.) 

Some, however, have us stumped. We’ve been following Gossip Girl’s Leighton Meester for a while, but her posts—while frequent—are always bizarre. Usually she just says “I’m naughty” or “feeling so hot” over and over. This made us question her validity. However, this weekend she posted some stuff about shooting for Playboy and posted a link to her blog, which seems to be the actual Leighton Meester’s blog. Still confused!

But we’ve come up with a great way for celebs to announce whether or not they’re truly Twitter-fiends once and for all. On Sunday night, when Hollywood’s young, hip elite show up in their finery to present and accept the Mtv Movie Awards, we think that as each approaches the mic, they should announce “My name is (insert name here) and I do (or do not) have a Twitter account.” 

What better platform than the awards show? Look at the Oscars! How many actors take their time on stage there to endorse candidates, further political causes or diss their least favorite DC peeps? 

Yes, just like the Oscars, the Mtv Awards ceremony is the world’s stage for Twitter users. All the tech-lovers will be tuned in and tweeting. It’s the ideal spot for presenter Leighton Meester to confirm or deny her account. And it works both ways: not only can fans follow/un-follow celebs accordingly, but the celebs themselves can set the record straight on fakers making announcements about their where-abouts and upcoming projects. Everyone’s a winner!

Except the folks who don’t actually win awards that night, they’re losers.

Editors’ Note: Not following us on Twitter? You should be! We’re the real deal!

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Our Crush in the (S)twitter

Ok, ATM reader(s), we know that our Twitter posts are becoming as frequent as our Twilight posts, but seriously, what did we do before this fantastic Internet invention? How did we know what our friends were doing every second of the day? Or where our crush was having dinner so we could show up at the next table looking our best? (Not that we’ve done that.)

Yes, like you, we’re grateful to the Twitter creators and they’re incredible brains (though we still don’t quite get the Fail Whale…though that doesn’t stop us from using the phrase in daily conversation) for many reasons. The most important being this: Twitter helped us dodge several bullets and for that, we are so thankful.

What do we mean you ask? Well, as red-blooded American girls, we, like all our peers, develop crushes on celebs. Sure, nothing will ever come of them (though Co-Creator A spent a good year of her teendom believing she really would marry Noah Wyle), but we daydream anyway. Celebs seem to have it all together: they’re hot, talented, rich, philanthropic, and charismatic. What’s not to love?

But our friend Twitter exposes so many of those celebs for who they really are, effectively killing our crush, thus freeing up our affections for other, often not-Twittering crushes. And the circle of life continues.

This week, Twitter completely crush-killed two people for us. Rob Thomas and John Mayer. Both ridiculously hot, ridiculously creative, ridiculously talented rock stars who have always seemed like a hoot and a half. Turns out they’re both big weirdos who talk WAY too much. Since we started this post alone, Rob Thomas has tweeted 6 times, saying such fascinating things as “funny word: kumquat.” Yeah. And that was one of at least 5 other equally funny words. And last night he said he had nothing to say, so he would just say “HAGADAGA.” We would have preferred he said nothing at all.

Even worse than formerly hot Rob Thomas is formerly hot John Mayer. We love John Mayer. We love that his music, we love his comedy (what happened to that Vh1 show of his??), we even love his ugly little guitar-playing faces, but like Jennifer Aniston, we had to end our relationship with him because of his Twittering. 

It’s not that he says annoying things, so much as he says things that make no sense and he says them so often that we’ll go days without seeing anyone else’s Tweets because his take up our whole screen! The guy won’t shut up! He talks constantly about absolutely nothing…for instance, last night he posed a series of fascinating questions: “Why am I so obsessed with limited edition Nikes? What makes them so limited? Is the world running low on rubber? Who are you? Where’s Doris?” (How is it possible that he can fit all that into a post, yet Dina Lohan can never complete a sentence without getting cut off and claiming censorship?) He also revealed his morning routine when he told us “My day? Starts the same: I wake, I eat a pouch of Jelly Belly Sport Beans and then punch myself in the nu-what? Go back? Sport Beans, yah.” Though we do have to give him credit for one thing, unlike other guys, he explains his bad moods, “I think I’m manstruating today” (to which Katy Perry responded “me too”). 

At any rate, it’s safe to say we won’t be pining for either of these weirdos anymore. Instead, we will give our celeb adulations to other, less net-savvy hotties. Here’s hoping Zac Efron never joins Twitter!

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Working on our Twitness

There are few things we love more than a sunny afternoon, which is why we’ve been anxiously awaiting the arrival of flirty springtime weather (almost as much as the release of New Moon)! We ripped through our closets, searching for the perfect frock to debut, smiled proudly knowing that our white wine spritzers wouldn’t leave us with red wine-dyed teeth, and started working on a much needed tan from the comforts of our favorite park.  It was the perfect weekend of spring preening until we got the dreaded invite to lay poolside in an effort to further rid ourselves of our pale, Twilight-esque skin.    

While we’ve known all along that bikini season would rear its ugly head, we’re still completely unprepared to bare it all.  In an attempt to fast track our way to a rockin’ bod, we’re neither going to stop eating ala Lindsay Lohan (Big Mac, Shmig Mac! Mmm, Big Mac!), nor jump on the Nurti-System bandwagon like K-Fed (et. all).  Instead, we’re going to sit on our non-bikini ready asses and closely follow our Twitter accounts. Seems almost as productive as taping photos of hot guys to the fridge, right? Wrong. Following Twitter is more productive than a Jackie Warner workout on Bravo and cheaper than mail order diet pills, so sign up or log on and start shedding those pounds and tweeting your way to a slimmer you! 

It doesn’t matter if your extra winter pounds came from those empty calories consumed playing the Twilight Drinking Game, the breakup of your family and/or downfall of your career (ahem, B. Spears) or loss of a contract with a big time weight loss plan company (Kirstie Alley, we’re talking to you), this plan is simple. 

Step one: follow @giulianarancic                                

Just this morning we followed the E! News host (and apparent exercise guru) to do 35 minute intervals on the treadmill (2 sets run, 2 sets walk) and stomach crunches on a medicine ball.

Step two: follow @shanamoakler

A shockingly die-hard workout enthusiast (who would have guessed after taping her reality show almost entirely from her bed), Moakler was championing her 2 week Bikinibook workout challenge, which she says is so simple that even we “can do it!”

Step three: Repeat

Back to @giulianarancic and a toast to her favorite master cleanse (mmm…lemon water and cayenne pepper). Then @shanamoakler told us she was enjoying her favorite healthy snack: almonds.

Step four: Rest

The most important part of a workout is to know your limitations. Don’t overdo it. Following celeb-u-jocks can be daunting. Give yourself a few minutes to chill out with a bottle of water and a granola bar. HOLD ON! Scratch that last part! Just when we thought our work out was over, @michael_phelps shows up with his own encouraging tweet to eat healthy and go swimming. (Won’t that give us a cramp?)

And while we do condone following the Twit-ness habits of the stars, we don’t recommend following @britneyspears who loves BBQs or @nicolerichie who eats Egg McMuffins on a regular basis.

But as a back up plan, you will want to follow @heidimontag.  If all the workouts don’t work right away, Heidi’s daily affirmations will definitely make you want to puke.

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Trash Talk

As Earth Month comes to a close we can’t help but be proud of ourselves for all the good we’ve done for the planet over the past few weeks.   Besides the obvious (we publish ATM online instead of printing it on paper), we’ve gone above and beyond to conserve energy, become environmental advocates for a myriad of green causes, and have logged many miles walking instead of driving.   We have turned off our computers (which explains the serious lack of posts this month), attended a lot of eco-chic soirees around town, and have ordered some adorable eco-friendly totes in which to carry our groceries (and we didn’t pick next day delivery because airplanes use way more fuel than UPS trucks!). Yes, dear reader(s), we have truly gone green.  But in all our efforts to reduce our environmental impact there is just one thing we can’t get behind: recycling.
 
For anyone who’s watched TV this month (hey, we gave up our computers…isn’t that enough?!) you’ve noticed that Hollywood is abuzz with the inevitable summer blockbuster, Star Trek (umm when did Chris Pine get so hot?! We almost didn’t recognize him as Nicholas from Princess Diaries 2!), heard that the spawn of Will Smith will be the new Karate Kid, and can’t believe that instead of making another Friday the 13th sequel they’re just going to remake the original.  Welcome to the year (make that the next few years) of the movie remake.  We would be fine with just one remake (Star Trek, please. We need some steamy Chris Pine big screen space thriller action), but we can’t handle a whole summer of movies we’ve already seen.  This is why, here at ATM, we are saying no to recycling: no to the recycling of great (and not so great) ideas past.
 
Sure Porky’s has its place in the Movies to Watch Hall of Fame (or at least on the Saturday morning TBS lineup), but does Howard Stern really need to remake it? We’ve never seen 1939’s Sherlock Holmes so why would we want to see it now (well, Jude Law as Watson might persuade us)?  Even that movie Last House on the Left is a remake.  And it doesn’t stop there. Some of our favorite TV shows are being recycled to the silver screen:  Land of the Lost, The Smurfs, I Dream of Jeannie, Knight Rider, and Attack of the Killer Tomatoes.  Really?! Attack of the Killer Tomatoes?!
 
And speaking of TV, they, too, have paid homage to the three R’s: reduce, reuse, and recycle.  They reduce the amount of quality television, reuse the same actors, and recycle the same plot lines.  Did you hear that Kristin Cavallari is going to replace Lauren on The Hills (really, sloppy seconds AGAIN, Kristin?!)? And perhaps you saw Daisy De La Hoya on the premiere Daisy of Love last night, which you guessed it, is a blatant rip off of Rock of Love. (Plus, I Love New York and I Love Money contestant 12 Pack showed up to compete for the tart’s affections!)  Couldn’t they have at least come up with a better name? (We would have suggested Daisy Chain of Love.) When Flavor of Love threw down the spin-off card, at least they had the decency to change the title to I Love New York.  Totally different.
 
In a world so currently inspired by change, we here at ATM will stand tall and continue to just say no to entertainment recycling. Let black and white movies stay black and white and leave You Spin Me Right Round on the jukeboxes of 1985.  To rally the cause we’ve set up a picket to happen tomorrow in front of the 90210 zip’s Goodwill. We hear that Blake Lively just dropped off some of her old duds, so we thought we’d kill two birds and hit that up.

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