As if we didn't know already, E! Entertainment recently named working for SuicideGirls one of the 12 sexiest jobs in Hollywood...number 3 to be exact! Camera crews followed Missy into the office and on two photoshoots with models Mitsuko and Zoli. In case you missed the juicy footage, E! Entertainment's "12 Sexiest Hollywood Jobs" is scheduled to air again (unless there is round-the-clock-coverage of OJ in jail):

Believe it or not, there's actually an ugly side to Hollywood. In fact, there are tons of shitty jobs here in Los Angeles. Here are the 6 least sexy jobs in show business:

6) All night car wash attendant. Los Angeles is the tranny hooker capital of the english-speaking world. Necessitating it also have the most 24 hour self serve car washes.
5) Pool cleaner, Standard Hotel (downtown). First you skim the dead bugs and cum, then you make sure to add 2 gallons of chlorine and 2 gallons of Valtrex.
4) Isaiah Washington apologizer.
3) Working anywhere withing screaming distance of David O. Russell.
2) Johnny Mountain Ranger. (Don't ask...you do not want to know)
1) Rosie O'Donnell's wardrobe dresser. Nobody lasts long in this position. It actually causes both blindness and sterility.
If you need to make a boner within 24 hours of watching this video you are shit out of fucking luck.

After watching that clip do your eyes need something to wash their mouths out? Try Californication.

As you may recall there has been quite a bit of exposure for the SuicideGirls on TV recently. Californication has been a lot of fun so far and Rachel Miner has been terrific as DaniCA Suicide. Good news just broke about the show too: it's getting a second season beginning in the summer of 2008. If you haven't seen the show yet, here's a look at what you've been missing courtesy of Missy's set of DaniCa:



While we're on the subject of SG's on TV: tell Tivo to go get you the episode of CSI NY that starred a bunch of SG's. It had the best ending of that show ever:


Not to mention jeremyscareme's upcoming horror remake: The Wizard of Gore. Here's a taste:


You can watch the full episode G4's Icons on the SuicideGirls right here on SG's video player.

The Cooler King and Gerry D enjoyed coming up with the least sexy jobs in Hollywood.

Those who grew up in Oregon in the '70s might remember the popular “Don’t Californicate Oregon” bumper sticker that made its way onto every VW bus around town. And for younger generations, no one can forget the infectious Red Hot Chili Peppers album Californication and song of the same title that took radio waves by storm in 1999. But tonight, it is all about Showtime's sexy new show "Californication" and on this week's episode, one of the characters is revealed to be a SuicideGirl.

Take a look at this behind the scenes clip as Rigel, Courtney Riot, and I supervise actress Rachel Miner's transformation into DaniCA Suicide:



In "Californication" DaniCA is a secretary by day, and a SuicideGirl by night. The program stars David Duchovny, Rachel, and many wonderful pairs of bare boobies.

I shot Rachel for her character's set, which will be featured exclusively on the program but here are a few samples from the set to tide you over:




To see more of Rachel, check out the show when it airs after "Weeds" at 10:30 PM. Rachel couldn't have been more down to earth and fun and it was a pleasure to shoot a set for her. If you enjoy the show, leave her character a message in her blog.

As an added bonus, later tonight on Showtime you can watch the SuicideGirls' First Tour DVD.

Part of a possibly ongoing series where I discover something at random that I think is worth a look, and recommend it to you fine folks.

A few nights back, after finding myself under the ubiquitous sway of Wild Turkey, I decided to stay in and explore the labyrinthine menus of my digital cable’s On-Demand lineup. I poked around the free movie section for a moment, but my slightly dimmed senses couldn’t handle watching On the Waterfront or The Shop Around the Corner (though I’ve since gone back), so I opted to explore the premium section, starting with Showtime. Lo and behold, several minutes later I somehow wound up watching This American Life, and whichever demon lurking in my subconscious prompted me to do so, well: my eternal thanks and subservience to you, sire.

Having no clue what I was getting myself into, I might have been knocked on my ass had I not already been lying in bed; This American Life’s raw storytelling, creepy emotional power, and underlying intelligence made quite an impression. Forget the title, it is, after all, quite forgettable; the show succeeds by breathing much-needed life into the bloated corpse of documentary television.

As many of you may already know, TAL is an adaptation of a long-running series of Public Radio International broadcasts hosted by Ira Glass. The producers have succeeded in a smooth move to television, incorporating kaleidoscopic cinematography, eclectic music, and dry but knowingly funny narration. Being a new convert to public radio (as in, the actual antiquated radio broadcasts), and since I usually only get to listen during my daily commute, I have yet to experience the radio version of This American Life, but I imagine it’s equally entertaining.

Each episode chooses a theme and presents several stories based around that theme -- from the social effects of the all-mighty Camera, to the unexpected consequences of trying new things. In one episode I watched -- this time sober, a few days later -- genetics and pig farming come together to give us plump, meaty, light-sensitive schizo-pigs; illustrating how far our technological manipulation of nature has come, and how far we have to go.

In that same episode, titled “Pandora’s Box”, there was the story of a hot dog stand that has managed to tap into the long-simmering anger between the hyper-segregated neighborhoods of Chicago. The stand’s gimmick of treating their customers like shit succeeds in earning them constant business, but frequently backfires at night, when crowds of white patrons begin cat-calling and chanting for a “chocolate milkshake”. The so-called milkshake has little to do with frosty cocoa goodness; rather, it refers to the makeshift ritual of one of the black employees lifting her shirt to shake her tits in front of the screaming crowd. Don’t worry: they tip her.

The stories featured on TAL all follow a similar formula: they present a fascinating, seemingly harmless oddity and then widen the perspective to show the dark underbelly writhing just beneath the surface. And it works. It’s a rare example of documentary TV done right -- as far from “reality” television as anything, but far more watchable than the majority of TV-documentary fare. Take a look at the trailer for the 2nd episode:



If you get the chance, I sincerely recommend taking a look at the show. The first mini-season of 6 episodes has finished, though last I checked they're available On-Demand. The second season is scheduled to begin production soon, and will likely appear at some point in early 2008.

Flip through the August 24 issue of Rolling Stone to catch a whiff of an ad for the new season of Weeds, Showtime’s sitcom about a pot-dealing suburban mom.

The network has inserted scent strips into the magazine that smell just like a Phish concert. However, the U.S. Office of National Drug Policy Control seems to think the sniffing will lead to toking. Says Tom Riley, director of public affairs:

Showtime is also distributing brownies (without herbal improvements) in Los Angeles, Boston and New York to take care of the inevitable munchies. No complaints yet from obesity watchdog groups.

The season premiere of Weeds airs tonight.


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