What’s up with celebrities?  I think this is a case of feeling that you’re above the law.

Rapper T.I. and wife have been arrested on drug charges last night after police smelled alleged marijuana coming from their car.  Really dude?  Smoking and driving around…out in the open? The 29-year-old T.I., whose real name is Clifford Harris Jr., and his wife were booked at the West Hollywood sheriff’s station and bail was set at $10,000.

T.I., is a key performer in the current movie “Takers,” which took the #1 spot at the box office this past weekend.

T.-Clifford-I needs to remember this. There are specific celebrity roles out there.  Snoop Dogg is the weed smoker.  Lindsay Lohan is the insane one.  Mel Gibson is the angry one.  Perez Hilton is the D-bag.  Katy Perry is the lame one.  You can’t co-opt one of their pre-existing roles.  It upsets the natural celebrity universe balance.

Seriously.  If they really go ahead with a plan that will require Movie Theaters to put the calorie count on the foods they sell, you will never eat there again.  That makes me sad, because the movie theater floor is where I pick up most of the traction that’s on my shoes.

The FDA says thousands of places that sell food including movie theaters, airplanes and convenience stores are going to soon be required to post calorie counts.

Will this make you change your mind on what food you’re shoving into your piehole?  I guess if I see that the popcorn has the same effect as eating a side of lard, I might think twice about it.  How about you?

Here’s some of the movie theater menu items I’ve found:

Large Buttered Popcorn (20 cups): 1500 calories, 116g fat, 90g carbs
Hot Dog (1 dog with bun): 305 calories, 4.5g fat, 23g carbs
Nachos with Cheese (large, 4 oz): 1101 calories, 59g fat, 131.5g carbs
Soft Pretzel (large): 483 calories, 4.5g fat, 99g carbs
Cotton Candy (2.5 oz): 300 calories, 0g fat, 74g carbs
Junior Mints (3 oz): 320 calories, 5g fat, 68g carbs

Milk Duds (3 oz): 340 calories, 12g fat, 56g carbs
Sno-Caps (3.1 oz): 360 calories, 16g fat, 60g carbs
Raisinets (3.5 oz): 380 calories, 16g fat, 64g carbs
Gummi Bears (4 oz): 390 calories, 0g fat, 90g carbs
Goobers (3.5 oz): 525 calories, 35g fat, 55g carbs
Twizzlers (6 oz): 600 calories, 4g fat, 136g carbs
M&M’s (5.3 oz): 735 calories, 31.5g fat, 105g carbs
Skittles (6.75 oz): 765 calories, 9g fat, 166.5g carbs
Reese’s Pieces (8 oz): 1200 calories, 60g fat, 138g carbs
Starburst (24 pieces): 480 calories, 10.5g fat, 99g carbs
Coca-Cola with ice (large, 3 pints, 18.9 fl oz): 353 calories, 0g fat, 88.4g carbs

Cornfields, Hawkeyes, rednecks, corn and gambling in Dubuque.  I’m pretty sure that summarizes all that Iowa has to offer the country.

Oh wait, their higher education can also be dumb too.  I guess this is funny to the cornfed.

Iowa State University students have been campaigning on Facebook for Professor Tin-Shi Tam to play Lady Gaga’s “Bad Romance” on the carillon (bell tower). On Friday, Gaga’s desire for leather studded kisses in the sand rang out across campus.

I hear ya.  I used to work with a guy that would sleep naked on the radio station couch overnight.  Man that made for some weird mornings.

In any case, the producer of American Idol (Nigel Lythgoe) is now pointing a strict finger at Simon Cowell, saying he is the reason why Ellen DeGeneres bailed out.  He says there is a place for Ellen, but that her and Simon just didn’t get along.

Lythgoe let Ellen out of her contract one year ahead of time, which is pretty cool.  But that begs the question.  Would you ever quit your job just because of a co-worker that’s a major jerk?  Do you rat them out if they’re being rude or just handle it yourself?

I also know what you’re going to be doing next Wednesday at 4pm.  I shall gaze into my magic crystal ball and guess…you’re going shopping online.

How can I tell the future you may ask? It’s pretty lame.  A new survey that says online shopping is done most often at 4pm on Wednesday afternoons.

Research shows it peaks at 4 p.m. on Wednesdays and is a full 75 percent higher compared to other times of the week, like Monday mornings.

I get it…it’s half way through the work week and we need to blow off a little steam. Come on…you’re guilty too!

The Madison Mallards brought in an act for their season finale last night, which exceeds all awesome expectations.

Mini Kiss, a band made up of little people who dress and perform cover songs of KISS. (By the way…have you entered to win KISS tickets yet?)  They sent the Mallards off in style, but it got me thinking about weird cover bands.  Here’s my list of some of the oddest:

Beatallica: Beatles covers in the style of Metallica. Essentially mashing up classics from Abbey Road with more sinister lyrics. “Leper Madonna” and “Fuel on a Hill.”

AC/DShe: a San Francisco-area AC/DC cover band that has — you guessed it — all female members. My face is melting already.

Chicks with Dixie - An all transvestite Dixie Chicks cover band. Yee Haw!

Gabba - An ABBA/The Ramones cover band- Imagine if The Ramones sang ABBA songs. Have a listen.

The Red Hot Chili Pipers - Oh man! Bagpipe versions of rock songs? My ears already hurt.

The Misfats: A bunch of fat guys trying to be punkers The Misfits. That’s a buddah belly and some…

Mini-Kiss: Maybe the best/worst cover band of the all. here’s an appearance from Jimmy Kimmell. You wonder if they know the other lyrics?

Queue the Twilight Zone music…Friday the 13th lived up to its reputation for one boy.

At precisely 13:13 (1:33pm our time,) 13-year-old boy was struck by lightning. He was at an air festival in Suffolk, UK when it happened. The boy suffered a minor burn and was taken the hospital, where he is expected to make a full recovery.

OK, 13:13, a 13 year old and Friday the 13th.  That’s kinda creepy, but it can’t be any worse bad luck than getting hassled by that weird guy who sells cologne at a booth near the West Towne Mall food court.

Oh, I get it.  It’s not the annoying repetitive talk about whether or not the guy is going to retire.  It’s just that Brett Favre has been wearing the wrong colors.

Now the guy, says he will play if healthy.  This is seriously the part of the roller coaster where we scream.

A new study from the University of Rochester, says women are more attracted to men in red. Researchers found women view guys in that color as “higher in status, more likely to make money, more likely to climb the social ladder”…and more “sexually desirable.” Researchers asked 288 women and 25 men to look at pictures of a man in a red shirt or another color. Adjectives women used to describe the man in red were all about power, attraction and sex.

Guys on the other hand couldn’t careless. The shirt color had no effect on the male participants in the study.

I guess that means if we dressed Brett up in a red shirt and let him babble on and on about retirement it would be OK? Hmm…back to the lab for more research.

For once in our lifetime, a story about drunken cows isn’t from our backyard.

Kinda sounds like it should be though.  As seen in the movie Tommy Boy, we love tipping cows.  We have a beer named Spotted Cow. We give our brats a beer hot tub.

But the story about a Canadian farmer who is (WTF!) feeding  his cows red wine is curious.  It’s kind of a pre-marinating.  He gives his cows red wine for the last 90 days of their life before they head to the butcher.  He says the cows are happier and seem to want more wine.

Ummm…I think that means they’re drunk and now can start enrolling in Al-cow-holics Anonymous.

Not to criticize Skymall magazine, but who actually buys that crap?

Here’s some of the craziest stuff of theirs that we found:

Really!?! Who needs this?

Honestly, you didn't catch this!

Almost too crazy to comment on…

I guess…if the music helps get things moving.

Grandma will never get lost again.

For when you need to work, talk on the phone, use the computer and organize stuff…WHILE YOU DRIVE?!?!?!

Kinda looks like drinking and driving to me.

I'm calling to let you know that I'm drowning.

For the drunk who needs to free up both hands.

Thanks to Huffington Post.com for sharing.