Oh look, here’s Beyoncé performing at General Motors Place, the third stop on her Sasha Fierce tour. I still think the whole Sasha Fierce thing is dumb as hell, and I see Beyoncé is still dressing like a complete silly. On the other hand, this week is so boring that there’s a fair chance I might actually die of boredom by tomorrow afternoon, and these pictures are ever so a little more interesting than looking at protesters of the G20 Summit.

Movie sets are a charming place. Most of the team is made up of union lifers in cut off sweatpants rubbing their nuts as they stand 10 feet away from a love scene, and most of the cast got hired based on a series of blowjobs. Or they’re big stars, like Christian Bale. He seems delightful. Except in this audio from the set of “Terminator: Salvation”, where he says “fuck” 37 times in 3 minutes and 45 seconds, demands the director of photography be fired for walking on the set and at one point has to be restrained from attacking the man. Other than that I mean.

Steve Guttenberg, who you might remember as Mahoney from the Police Academy movies and the gay one from “Three Men and a Baby,” enjoyed an afternoon constitutional through the park sans pants while training for the New York City Marathon last month. It’s the very realization of everything that my grandma feared about the Big City — pantless Jews with blurry genitals accosting innocent passersby in the park. But the way Grandma always told it, there should have been a gang of thugs with a taste for white women wielding shanks and a couple of post-op transsexuals fornicating on a park bench. The City That Never Sleeps is also The City That Never Wears Pants, she always said! That’s why we decided in the end to have Grandma put down.