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Exciting news, 24 fans! I found Renee Walker's Facebook page!! Click on the pic above to see a full-sized image of the page (or at least as much as I could grab with a screen shot). If you haven't seen last night's show, however, be warned that there ARE spoilers!!

P.S. -- I'm finally caught up on the season. A recap will be forthcoming...

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Breaking news! According to Reality Blurred, androgynous Top Model mainstay "Miss J"Alexander has been demoted from judge to mentor, thus meaning we'll be deprived of some of the runway coach's more thoughtful insights such as "She done better show that BOOTY!" or "TWEET TWEET TWEET LIKE A BIRD, GIRL!" or "That's not a model face, that's a model TRAIN face! Because that face is a TRAIN WRECK! TOOOT TOOOOOT TOOOOOOOT!!! She crashed into a cow on the train tracks with her face! And that cow was her body because she got a cow body! MoooOOOO!!!"

Taking over the vacant spot on the panel will be fashion personality André Leon Talley, who certainly is no less annoying than Miss J, but at least he has some clout in the industry to legitimize himself.

When asked to comment about his demotion, Miss J merely replied "OOOOooooooOOOOoooOOOOOO child!!!", later adding "He done better get his booo-booo-BOOO on the mmmmHMMMMM, weeeeeOOOOOweeee." He then fluttered his eye lashes, patted his hair, and said "This is a hot mess right here, that's what it is." At which point Tyra appeared out of nowhere to announce, "You so crazy, Miss J!" causing Miss J to respond, "Crazy like a fool! CUCKOOO! CUCKOO!! CUCKOO!!!" This in turn caused Tyra to repeatedly thrust herself forward like a fierce cuckoo bird, with Miss J shouting "WURK IT! WURK IT!" with each surge forward.

Actually, none of that happened, but to read more, check out the full story here.

After last week's awesome series premiere, Kell On Earth returns tonight with a whole new hour of footage that will hopefully feature Kelly Cutrone screaming at every mortal soul around her. If the preview clips are any indication, she'll certainly be flipping her shit at least once or twice tonight, especially when the interns en masse screw up a vital gift bag project. The video above shows the lead up to what will surely be a withering attack, but sadly, it cuts away before we can see Kelly truly lay into the newbies.

After the jump are two more clips. One features a model collapsing off camera, and the other shows crowd control in the wake of last week's list mishaps getting out of hand. My excitement knows no bounds!

Well, football season officially closed out last night with a fantastic Super Bowl, courtesy of the Indianapolis Colts and the new world champions New Orleans Saints. It was an overall exciting game, albeit perhaps a little low-scoring given the numbers the two powerhouse quarterbacks usually put up. Nevertheless, one can't complain about an epic showdown by two perfectly matched teams who went nearly the entire regular season with undefeated records.

Okay, I take that back. One can complain, and quite vociferously, I might add. Not about the game itself, mind you, but instead the various musical acts surrounding it. And the commercials too (although, they also deserve some praise).

I suppose it all begins with Steve Winwood, an aging rock star whose hits ("The Finer Things," "Valerie") I've quietly championed for some time. I won't lie: I thought he was the best thing ever in 1988, and quite honestly, he'd done little in the past twenty-two years to sway my opinion on that front. Well, unfortunately, that nifty preconception was completely destroyed yesterday when the guy appeared on a Super Bowl pre-show to sing my favorite of his songs, "Higher Love." And by "sing," I mean "butcher," because that's exactly what Steve Winwood did to this beloved song, nay, ANTHEM of my life. His voice, as expected, was not nearly as strong as it used to be, but that wasn't truly the problem. As gravelly as Señor Winwood had become, he still could hit most of his notes (unlike his comrades in The Who). The real tragedy was that he opted to mix up the tune's musical arrangement, giving it a jazzy Latin flair that did little but make the entire experience feel like some ill-conceived lobby act in a suburban Wichita Holiday Inn. Trust me, I did try to fend off all my snarky rebukes of the performance, lest I face the brutal reality that Steve Winwood is now over the hill, but as I watched him growling at his piano, floppy curls blowing this way and that, I just had to admit that the GOW (Glory of Winwood) had passed. It didn't help matters that every backing musician around him looked like they were on break from their real job working as a server at some West Palm Beach retirement community. Meanwhile, the crowd was hardly having any of this disaster. I think I've seen more emotion from the rocks at Stonehenge. It was total, horrific sadness.

Up and coming singer Steph Jones posted this amusing video of himself plucking coils of his hair from his head and placing them in a cup. This is followed by shirtless crying and quiet sadness. Nevertheless, he's trying to get the views on YouTube up, and if it reaches 8,000 plays, he's going to auction off the aforementioned hair collection (a.k.a. the titular "Cup-O-Naps") to one very lucky person.

At this point, you might be asking yourself why I've highlighted this video, but here's the thing. I empathize with Steph and his humble pursuits. After all, I too know what it's like to try to get an online campaign off the ground (note my shameless plea for Twitter followers), and thus I'm paying it forward. So have a look and enjoy. Maybe someday you can be the very special owner of Steph Jones's hair.

Good luck, Steph!

Apropos of nothing, it's time for some self-congratulatory action here on B-Side Blog. I decided to check out some of my Google stats last night and discovered some very interesting information. For example, I've crowed for a while about the fact that this site is often the number one search result for the term "Big Brother Sex" (no easy feat with over 35.5 million results), but did you know that it's also number one for "DC housewives" and more importantly "24 is awesome"? The truth is it's quite surprising how high in the rankings good ol' B-Side Blog lands (PAY ATTENTION, ADVERTISERS).

More amusing discoveries after the jump...

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Score another one for NBC, which seems to find itself in a new PR quagmire every time I turn on the computer. Last week, it was Chris Matthews saying he forgot Obama was black, and the week -- or rather weeks -- before that it was Conan-gate (or is it Leno-gate?). Well, today comes another egregious misstep by the Peacock: a lunch special at the 30 Rock commissary which offered up fried chicken, collard greens, and black eyed peas in honor of Black History Month. I'm shocked there was no watermelon or grape soda on display too.

Questlove from The Roots snapped a picture of this ridiculousness, and soon after it hit Twitter, the sign miraculously disappeared. Since then, there have been statements from NBC and the revelation that the commissary is not in fact part of the Peacock empire. Scandal!

Found via The Wrap.

Last night's episode of Modern Family wasn't out of this world, but I greatly appreciated the writers' insistence on making Sofia Vergara say "cupcake" as often as possible.

After the jump, my favorite line of the night.

If the previews are any indication, we are in store for quite the episode of The Real Housewives of Orange County tonight. Not only do we see Lynne get evicted, but there are going to be fights galore during one ill-fated dinner party. And guess what? Vicki's at the center of them all! This is what we call a good time. Above, check out an über-awkward interaction between Vicki, Simon, and Tamra. The longer you watch it, the worse it gets. It's sort of a despicable video -- if only because any footage that makes me feel bad for Tamra is one that I detest.

After the jump is a strange clip featuring Tamra and Simon going on a motorcycle jaunt. It ends with Tamra about to reveal what sounds like a scandalous secret, but I'm sure we'll find out her shady revelation is that she bought Simon a watch or something. Whatever it is, I'm prepared to be let down.

Via CryingWife.com

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Still trying to figure out what to make for Super Bowl Sunday? Perhaps you should take the lead of my friend Heather, author of Eat Your Feelings, who has made this instructional video in the effort to a) enlighten the masses on a possible game-time option, and b) promote her aforementioned book.

Anyway, take a gander at the video, and please enjoy Heather shot-gunning a beer.

Via Vulture

This Super Bowl spot for the upcoming video game Dante's Inferno was rejected by CBS, presumably for the clever tag line "Go To Hell." It's a bit ridiculous that something like this can be jettisoned to the side while Tim Tebow can take the airwaves and push a message by the religious right down our throats. Nevertheless, all controversy aside, the trailer for this game looks pretty cool -- at least from an artistic perspective. It's a hell of a lot more engaging than another round of dancing lizards (which I'm sure we'll see Sunday night).

One of my cardinal flaws is that I don't watch Lost. I've seen some episodes, but it just really never spoke to me. It's not that I'm opposed to the show -- maybe down the line I'll someday rent it all and catch up with pop culture -- but for now, I'm happily Dharma free. That being said, when my friend Jen posted pictures of her Lost premiere party from last night, even I could appreciate the effort involved.

After the jump, some photos of Jen's creativity, including a very impressive smoke monster.