Former rivals Jeremy Piven and Jack Black “smoked a peace pipe at a friend’s house in L.A. and discussed their mutual admiration of each other.” Bill and Hillary had a date Friday. George Clooney asked for a girl’s phone number; Orlando Bloom prefers picking up chicks on the subway. A singer penned a song about Donald Trump. (Sample lyric: “Let’s all pay homage to me.” Sounds about right.) Jon Bon Jovi refused to get onstage with Michael Jackson in London, made Beyoncé do it. Andrew Cuomo and the Food Network’s Sandra Lee are getting serious. A woman is embarrassed because her name is dropped in a song by The Game. Morgan Freeman slept on a plane. Usher is in talks to play James Brown in a biopic. Scarlett Johannson fell off a horse, is okay. Ray Romano and his wife went to Las Vegas, had fun. Britney Spears and Paris Hilton are now friends. The University of Colorado doesn’t allow Christmas parties. Paris Hilton will show up at your New Year’s Eve party for $150,000. A bunch of supermodels partied at a club. Which “prime-time cutie” has discolored fingers from inducing vomit? We don’t know, and we don’t wanna know.
On Khashoggi’s murder (in part): “Our intelligence agencies continue to assess all information, but it could very well be that the Crown Prince had knowledge of this tragic event—maybe he did and maybe he didn’t!”