Today's theme appears to be the Demon Drink.
In the wee hours of yesterday morning, Christina Aguilera and her boyfriend, Matthew Rutler, were pulled over for "driving erratically" in West Hollywood.
TMZ reports: "Officers determined Rutler was drunk and arrested him for misdemeanor DUI. Cops say the deputies determined Aguilera was also 'extremely intoxicated' and since she was 'unable to care for herself', Aguilera was taken into custody (a police officer added: 'She was not belligerent, just intoxicated. It was a safety issue. When she was able to navigate on her own [i.e. walk] she was released'). Aguilera was booked for public intoxication - and according to the booking sheet, she was listed at 5'2" and 100 lbs. According to the L.A. County Sheriff's Department, Rutler's bail was set at $5,000. However, the source adds, 'If the driver had NOT been arrested for DUI, [Christina] would have never been in trouble'."
Whatever about that, thanks for including the pressing details of her height and weight, very informative and not entirely related to the matter at hand. I suddenly feel compelled to work out her BMI 'cause I'm the same height and perhaps I can then compare my weight to hers, and see that I'm in fact overweight and then I can question myself for the rest of the day. And none of that would've happened had the good people at TMZ not felt compelled to include her height and weight. Thanks TMZ. Super.
Moving on, as previously reported, Christina's friends have been trying to get her into rehab for quite some time, particularly since she crashed Jeremy Renner's 40th and fell asleep on his bed; she buggered up the lines of the Star-Spangled Banner at the Super Bowl; she nearly feel offstage at the Gammys during the Aretha Franklin tribute, and so on.
Well, TMZ have since learned her boozing didn't just start after she divorced Jordan Bratman: "Christina's drinking became an issue in her divorce. Jordan Bratman voiced concern about Christina's drinking when they hashed out their child custody agreement but they ultimately agreed on joint custody. We're told Jordan has been mum since yesterday's arrest. It's unclear if he'll try and reopen the custody case. We're told Christina has shut down all attempts to get her into rehab."
And to think, had the boyfriend just chosen to get a cab home instead of driving, her boozing could've continued somewhat out of the public glare... Why don't celebrities just get a cab sometimes? Why must they always drive when they've had a few? Are they too afraid to wake a PA during the night and ask them to send around a discreet driver? Or is it an infallibility complex they get once people know their name, like "I can drive, I'm Charlie Sheen!" Or "I can drive, I'm Heather Locklear!" Or, "I can drive, I'm Jaime Pressly/ Lindsay Lohan/ Nicole Ritchie/ Mel Gibson/ Richie Sambora / Keifer Sutherland/ George Michael/ Haley Joel Osment/ Shia LaBeouf/ Baz bleedin' Ashmawy...
Didn't you hear? One of the luckiest people in the country - as in he's landed his own radio show (albeit with Lucky Kenndy), which is on about once a week, on a national radio station - and he decides he's otherworldly enough to Tweet pictures of all the Long Island Ice Teas he started horsing into after pints (which might explain his captions suchnas "Bytw all u dat new dat was a long island ice tea! U need AA & I dig that bout u") last Thursday night, and then get away with driving himself home at 2am on Friday morning. He didn't. He ploughed his car into something or other. Luckily for him, it wasn't another person.
And why wasn't this national news (apart from it being in The Sun over the weekend), well, he works under the blanket of our national broadcaster, doesn't he. And I've just forked over €160 for my TV licence. Money well spent again! *flings cheque book in air* WHEEEEEEEEEEE!