Brad Pitt's Driver's License

Malibumom,LOL You’re on a mission. Help me out here. What are you trying to say?

Hello Bamzs fan’s!Hope everyone had a nice weekend.#1142 anon48,Ted C is full of s##t.Angelina and Brad are 2 sides of a coin(Doug Liman’s words)this couple was meant to be together.No way would Angelina sell her house,let Brad adopt her kid’s giving up full legal control of them and have the man’s baby just to toy with him and leave.People like Ted C will always be negative,he’s already predicting that Nicole’s marriage won’t last.I find it funny that Angelina and Brad have really messed with certain peoples head.These people are stuck in the past and WILL NOT let go.Angelina and Brad are just trying to live their life,love each other and care for their 3 beautiful childern.More power to them!!!!!

Hey Guys i found this picture, it says it’s Shiloh’sastrological map!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~http://img476.imageshack.us/img476/6974/mapadeshiloh5cy.jpg~~~~~~~~~~~~

I wanted to share this article with you all. I have out the link for those who want to read it in full. It is explains the psychology of tabloids which explains why does who specifically only read tabloids. HARMLESS, YOU TELL YOURSELF, standing in the supermarket checkout queue, reaching for this week’s screaming headlines: How Loni’s Lawyer Made Bitter Burt Cough Up 10M. Aliens Visit Clinton in Oval Office. Liz Taylor Faces Life in Weelchair. Michael Jackson Outrage: Scandalous Reasons You’ll Have to Pay for His $50M Deal with Boy. One-hundred-and-Fourteen-year-old Woman Gives Birth to Triplets. The exclamation points are all implied.Like all illicit thrills it seems so carefree at first. What can it hurt if I buy just one? Should I go for the National Enquirer, the Star, the Weekly World News?You have been lured by the siren song of the tabloids, journalism of the lowest common denominator. An estimated fifty million people read them each week, although if your IQ is one of the data points you prize yourself on, you probably won’t admit to being one of them. Intellectuals look upon the tabloid phenomenon with despair as the symptom of the general degradation of our culture. Such magnified representations of the debris of daily life sharpen the American taste for excess, and excess is the enemy of truth and calm, enlightened, literal understanding. The tabloid sensibility, it is argued, is an intellectual cancer that infiltrates the mainstream media, metastasizing into Tonya Harding headlines and diverting attention from such meaningful topics with palpably moral subtexts as health care reform and intervention in Bosnia.What such arguments fail to take into account is that the vulgar and the sublime share a very narrow bandwidth in the human consciousness. If a popular medium is judged to be less than honest, it may well be because the truths it deals with are not necessarily addressed in its facts. Gossip and celebrity schmoozing are the primary process of folktales. When enough time has passed, this ore is transformed into myth.Myth, of course, is non-literal truth. By its very nature, then, it is threatening to an intelligentsia that has been indoctrinated since childhood in the sacrosanctity of fact.The combined weekly circulation of the six major supermarket tabloids is approximately ten million, but these are the types of magazines that tend to get passed along at hair dressers’ salons (if not in doctors’ offices): their combined estimated weekly readership is more like fifty million. They are produced with relatively small overhead and in extreme secrecy, and they make enormous profits.No wonder they terrify self-styled legitimate journalists. Tabloids, like Scriptures, are subject to a wide range of interpretation.Certainly there are readers who are literal constructionists, believing to this day that Elvis is not dead but merely visiting his fiancee on Alpha Centauri, or that John F. Kennedy lives on in a Swiss clinic from whence he will return for the apocalyptic showdown election in the year 2000, when America will need him the most. Tabloids as hagiography.The majority of tabloid readers, though, are looking not for truth, but for diversion. Stories about real people are the best kind of diversion. They both entertain and instruct, offering up a mirror in which one can either identify one’s own face or reject its distortion.All myth began as storytelling, a form of entertainment. With constant retelling, the stories that form the great mythologies became formalized, with increasing emphasis placed upon their moral dimensions. Tabloids, then, are incubators harboring embryonic archetypes, nestled in the amniotic pitch of popular culture. Myths, of course, do not ask questions. In contrast, the more Socratic modern view questions everything. The absolute, unchallenged, and didactic in contemporary thought becomes propaganda, somehow suspect and dangerous because it is chiefly concerned with the propagation of immutable ideologies. Tabloids are nothing if not propagandizers of the American dream. Not everyone can grow up to be president, but anyone can become a movie star, or at least have a movie star’s problems.The trouble with most ideology is that while concerned with the larger issues of human experience, it seldom wears a human face. Politicians and preachers have always known this. Tabloids circumvent that problem handily by using well-known personalities to navigate the more treacherous moral straits. Consider the fascination with celebrity marriage and divorce. Divorce is rampant in American society. Volumes of sociological research have chronicled its effect, but statistics cannot convey the real pain as vividly as the bitter front-page battles of star-crossed lovers, American icons court-bound and bent upon the destruction of our romantic dream. The incorrigible make good cover stories too. But America loves nothing more than the bad boy/girl redeemed by Betty Ford or a loving marriage. (Debilitating physical ailments and highly publicized charitable involvements are good for bonus points.Elizabeth Taylor is the quintessential case in point; her tabloid career (counting movie magazines) has spanned six decades of her life and ours. We watched her grow up. In the wholesome fifties, we gasped with dismay when her first girlish foray into connubial bliss was thwarted by the spoiled and petulant Nicky Hilton. We breathed a sigh of relief when she retreated into a domestic arrangement with Michael Wilding, but we knew It Wouldn’t last. Then came Mike Todd, late nights, champagne, extravagant jewelry. We saw they were right for each other. When the plane crashed, we cried. But that didn’t give her the right to break up Eddie’s marriage. Or Richard’s. La Scandal not only dominated the tabloids, it chased the rise of Camelot and the latest Cold War machinations off the front pages of three continents. Her transformation into Bad Girl made Elizabeth Taylor legitimate news. Each flash of cleavage, each drunken rendezvous was worth a headline.(It didn’t matter that during that time she was doing her best work. Her work as an actress was absolutely irrelevant to her role as a celebrity.Three marriages and two decades later, Elizabeth Taylor bottomed out in a posh California rehab.Her redemption was inevitable.Her comeback, ironically, coincided with the political rejuvenation of the Reagan years. It was time to feel good about ourselves again — at least this was the hype. Elizabeth Taylor has since gone on to marry yet again — to an ordinary blue-collar construction worker who helped her win her battle against drugs and alcohol (shades of the poor woodcutter’s son from the Brothers Grimm, whose heroism wins him the hand of the beautiful princess!), and laudably has raised great sums of money for the fight against AIDS. Her status as dowager empress of the tabloids seems assured.It is pleasing to think that if Helen of Troy’s life had been chronicled past the Trojan War, she would have achieved a similar peace with herself. The flashy entitlements of celebrity are a fate befitting all fading fertility goddesses.Elizabeth Taylor’s life story is an iconographic essay of our times, with intimate pix of all its changing attitudes.Why read the tabloids?Well, they’re incredibly entertaining, for one thing. If Shakespeare were alive today, he’d probably be working for the National Enquirer, and Aeschylus would be an associate producer for Geraldo Rivera. The format of afternoon talk shows invites derision from sophisticated social critics (who decry a venue in which variously maladjusted individuals parade their dysfunctions in front of a live studio audience), but their effect is not unlike that of Greek tragedies. Look at Atreus, Agamemnon and Orestes — now there’s a model family for you! Parents Who Serve Their Children As Entrees and the Gods Who Love Them Too Much! Tomorrow! On "Geraldo"!The point of Greek tragedy, afternoon talk shows, and tabloids alike is audience catharsis. It is the point of all high drama. And it is a rather sophisticated form of entertainment, one that values irony above suspense because there is always a measure of disbelief to be overcome, the little voice inside that whispers, "I can’t believe he’s doing that. He should know better!"Tabloids are also a reliable barometer of cultural change. Rock Hudson was a tabloid Prince Charming, every woman’s dream, despite his widely known secret life. While tabloids and movie magazines might occasionally "out" a lesser star, Hudson’s box office rendered him immune to embarrassing disclosures. Then came AIDS. One can imagine the dilemma: how were the tabloids to report Hudson’s illness without also disclosing his heretofore unacceptable lifestyle? By making that lifestyle acceptable, of course. This presaged the beginning of mainstream America’s acceptance of homosexuality. By the time Raymond Burr died — another well-loved celebrity, often covered in the tabloids — the transformation was complete. Gay was no longer an issue.The tabloids are a valuable tool in helping America come to terms with itself.

I’m just searching the net right now, but i found something else that is cool!It’s called Colorstrology, and it goes by your birthday and it tells you your specific color.My B-day is April 13th so my color is…Rococco Red.~~~~~~This is really cool guys, if you give me your birthday, i can find out your color for you!Passing Through, i already know yours, August 23rd=Sea Green.Anyone else?

# 1107 | NaNa |omg I do remember her name tag being backwards during those times hmmm..

#1160 - Okay Krissy, so I am April 8th… what does it say about me?

Malibumom—You are SUPER!!!!!THanks for all the FYI you are giving us about adoption, birth certificates & marriage issues.Though I reside in Florida now, these state lawsare similar in wordings and validities, in all the contingent 50 states.Hopefully they are. I myself, truly believed that AJ/BP are already married.The 3 children and the future children will be locked in an endless battle to their estate if they are not married. The Pitts from Missouri are nice people but estate court battles happens all the time, esp. when the absence of a married cert.will be the issue.Sorry if I sound like I am projecting 10 or 20 yrs. forward. I am just thinking about Zahara and Maddox…..Malibumon-enlighten me please.

Angie’s name tag Read "ANGELINA JOLIE" and her panel seat read "JOLIE" This proves nothing people…..as Angie’s fans we should know that having the kids names changed to Jolie-Pitt should tell you all you need to know, the rest, no matter how much we ponder, we’ll never know, but we do know that they are happy together and that should be enuff for us ok.

# 1167 | Krissy Thank you ! It was not the color I expected , but I was very surprised that color came up as it is a shade that is a perfect complement to my skin tone. I am impressed!

CCCC-~~~~I know! It sounds just like you! Mine said i was a Creative Builder, Persistant and Influential? I don’t know really what mine is trying to say!

Elena # 1170~~~~~~~~I think that it’s supposed to go with your skin tone. Mine was the Rococco Red and the deep red color looks so good on me, i am trying to find the color on some bag or skirt, but none really match. So i am still shopping around! I love your color too! You have a gorgeous color.