One of our favorite things to do with this blog is lampoon celebrities for their unrivaled affinity for opulence and luxury. But there’s one luxury they’ll never get, and it’s one you already have: workplace safety.
Seriously, Wikipedia has a gigantic page of on-set injuries which lists a whopping 62 incidents from 2010 to 2016. Does your office average more than 10 injuries per year? We didn’t think so.
We’ve been lawyering in Western Washington since Ryan Gosling was a part of the Mickey Mouse Club.
During those 27 years, we’ve been lucky to work cases that involve two parents reconciling their differences and modifying an existing custody agreement to allow for more parental equality.
It’s time for our idols to come down from the pedestals we built for them.
Because when they don’t, nicknames like “Queen Bey” take on entirely new meanings, and that never ends well.
As such, it is clearly our sacred duty to grease up those pedestals and pass out the popcorn.
Few people throughout history have gotten to include “The” before their name. The Queen of England was bequeathed her title, the King of Pop earned his, and the The Donald got his from his first divorce.
As much as we’d love to believe it originated from an order barked into his desktop intercom, it's actually a “term of endearment” from Trump’s first (of three) wives.
It doesn’t matter that Los Angeles holds the Guinness World Record for largest Prius traffic jam of all time; showboating celebrities on expensive motorcycles still manage to crash frequently enough for us to make a ‘Best Of’ list.
How can we sleep at night making light of accidents and injuries, you ask? By only including the most ludicrous, inexperienced celebrities to ever sit astride two wheels and a leather saddle.
It’s been a couple months since our last update on Hollywood’s premiere power couple, but the curious case of the celebrity multimillionaires with six children from four continents continues to be the most chaotic celebrity divorce since, well...Brad and Angelina’s previous breakups.
Celebrity gossip is like a drug addiction.
It starts at a party, innocently sampling scandals and passing around amatuer judgments throughout the night. But before you know it, you’re a regular contributor to the National Enquirer.
We want to remind ourselves (and our readers) that healthy celebrity gossip is about comparing the hyperbole of rich and dramatic lifestyles to the tedium of our own lives, to remind us that things really aren’t that bad.
Doesn’t it seem like the only images of celebrities off the red carpet depict them walking through the park in sweatpants and a wrinkled tee shirt with adorably overpriced purebreds?
It’s so cute it almost makes us feel bad for unearthing their worst moments with a sprinkling of witticisms and sarcasm.
Combining love and law goes back thousands of years, so there’s plenty of precedence for all the awful stuff that mixture has made us suffer through.
Women didn’t even get to say “yes” to engagements or “I do” to vows until 1140 AD. And now sobriety is required for unions to be legal? Come on.
There’s a rumor going around that attorneys don’t have the best reputation when it comes to personal injury lawsuits. Something about us chasing ambulances with dollar signs flashing in our eyes. And to that, our honored reader, we must respectfully object.