<![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, et]]> http://tags.gawker.com/assets/base/img/thumbs140x140/gawker.com.png <![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, et]]> http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/et http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/et <![CDATA[Where's Nanc?]]> ET's coverage of Dancing with the Stars has traditionally been exhaustive, so why has their every mention of the new cast omitted perky fluff oracle Nancy O'Dell?

As TV Week points out, the rival anchor from Access Hollywood has yet to appear in a single ETOnline post about the upcoming season:

"‘Dancing With the Stars' has called 13 new celebrities to the dance floor and, for the first time, three real-life couples will battle in the ballroom-‘ET' reveals the dance partner pairing," reads the beginning of the story, but it then only lists 12 competitors. Guess who's missing?

This seems to us entirely unsportsmanlike, as Access Hollywood was more than generous in their coverage of ET regular Marie Osmond's Nutrisystem-induced fainting spell and subsequent descent into babydoll madness. You can't simply will Ms. O'Dell out of existence, ET! She's in it to win it, and sooner or later, you'll be forced to acknowledge her sizzling Cha-cha-chá.

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<![CDATA[Entertainment Tonight's Lost Tape Whisperer]]> et-logo.jpgA spy sends us this behind-the-scenes tip from the medium-friendly offices of Entertainment Tonight, where sweeps stuntpeople sometimes lend their gifts to mundane tasks. Our minds are officially blown:

The psychic they have on for sweeps on had some tapes go missing recently. So, one of the PAs saw the producer and the psychic in a "mind meld" in which she told him that the missing tapes were in an office near papers marked with the letter "J." If it wasn't crazy enough that a producer was using a psychic to find missing tapes, he then sent PAs to tear up some directors' offices whose names have the letter "J" in them. In-fucking-sane.

Insane? Sounds perfectly sensible to us. If we had a psychic sitting around the office, we'd be putting her to practical use, not wasting her on some bullshit parlor trick like reaching across dimensions to ask a long-dead poodle how much longer the world has to wait for Nick and Jessica to admit that their marriage is over.

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