Cilla, what is going on?  Somewhere, Elvis is turning over in his grave at the sight of his Cilla’s face looking like The Joker.  She’s had an affinity for plastic surgery for years, but it seems that a while back she got more than she bargained for.  Turns out that the botox injections she received a few years ago weren’t botox at all, but low-grade silicone similar to what they use for lubricating car parts:

Priscilla, whose face looks … strange on “Dancing with the Stars,” went to Dr. Daniel Serrano around 2003. Serrano was a good-looking doc from Argentina who hooked into Hollywood’s social A-list and started giving them what he claimed were miracle injections that worked better than Botox.

In fact, Serrano was injecting industrial, low-grade silicone similar to what’s used to lubricate auto parts in Argentina into the faces of these women. Several women, including Shawn King, Larry’s wife, and Diane Richie, Lionel’s wife at the time, held injection parties in their homes, with Serrano needling them with the non-FDA approved drug that he had smuggled in to the U.S. Shawn King has said the injections created a lump in her lip that made it difficult to speak and drink liquids. Serrano charged between $300 and $500 a pop.

But wait, it gets worse. Serrano wasn’t even a licensed doc in the U.S. The injections caused lumps, paralysis and holes in the faces of some of the women (and some men) he injected.

Serrano, who was nicknamed Dr. Jiffy Lube, was indicted by the Feds for smuggling drugs, and the conspiracy and use of unapproved drugs. He was convicted, and last week he was released and is currently being investigated by federal immigration officials and could be deported.

BTW, Diane Richie was also indicted as an accomplice. She pled out and was placed on probation.

As for Priscilla — who had no idea she was being injected with silicone — we’re told she’s undergoing corrective work.

Does LRH know about this?

Seriously…whatever happened to growing old gracefully?  Girlfriend is sixty-one years old.  I’m not an ageist, I’m all for keeping up with fashion and I don’t think we automatically need to start wearing polyester pants and SAS shoes once we hit a “certain age”, but come on…there’s having a little fun, and then there’s…this.  This…is just creepy.  A little work is one thing, but she’s completely altered her face to where she’s unrecognizable.  Her face no longer looks alluring or even pretty.

Sexy is not an age, but this is not sexy.  This is scary.

Besides…there’s just something about seeing meemaw slithering along the floor looking like this that just isn’t right on so many levels.

When will these people learn?  (Probably never, because if they did we’d all be out of business.)  Richie Sambora, lead guitarist for Bon Jovi and two-time rehabber, was busted for DUI:

Law enforcement sources tell us the Bon Jovi guitarist was pulled over by the Laguna Beach PD just before 11:00 PM last night. Cops say they observed him driving erratically in a black Hummer and pulled him over. He failed numerous field sobriety tests and was detained for DUI.

At the station, a cooperative Sambora opted to take a blood test rather than blow into a breathalyzer. Laguna Beach PD tells TMZ there’s no indication of drugs.

But the hits just keep coming…there was a mysterious woman and not one, but two juveniles in the vehicle, one of which was Richie’s daughter with Heather Locklear, Ava:

Richie Sambora was busted for DUI with his 10-year-old daughter Ava in the car, along with another juvenile and another adult — a woman. If Sambora was driving drunk, he could be charged with endangering the two kids.

Police sources tell us Sambora has not been charged with endangerment but the Laguna Beach P.D. is “actively investigating.”

And, police sources say, after Sambora was busted, the cops called Heather Locklear, Ava’s mom. We’re told Heather authorized the woman in the car to drive her daughter home.

It never ceases to amaze me how the rich and famous can continuously, repeatedly, and so thoroughly screw up their lives.  Why do we have all these celebs being popped for DUI, when they can, oh, I don’t know…AFFORD A DRIVER???  If nothing else, the woman in the vehicle should have refused to get in with those two girls as long as Richie was behind the wheel.  It’s called “being a responsible adult,” and these people might try it sometime.  I hope they bust her too, for just being stupid enough to get in the vehicle.

It sounds like he needs some more time in rehab.  Richie, dude, get help.  Drinking and driving is no joke.  Maybe the third time will be a charm, but keep trying until it works.

If he needs help, I sincerely hope he gets it, because we definitely do not need any more stories like this.

Oh, in case you’d forgotten, Richie left Heather Locklear, Ava’s mommy, for her then-BFF, Denise “Someone’s tampered wit da bawwwwwwmb” Richards.  That woman sullies everything she gets her hands on!  She’s poison, I tell you, poison!  (don’t forget the boycott!)

Tech problems plagued the exciting premiere for Ian Halperin’s new documentary, “His Highness Hollywood,” including the live radio show I did for Blog Talk Radio on Glosslip Radio.

Fortunately, I videoed the interview and so the parts that were cut off during the radio show were captured live. I will be posting a review of the premiere, which includes appearances by Andrew Morton, a tampered with projector (dun.dun.DUN), Blogcritics Theatre Editor Jon Sobel and many great moments.

Second part is on it’s way. Stay tuned for full review tomorrow.

Update - Second part up now.

Also, BIG PROPS to k for not only carrying the site and doing the Shaun Daily show all by her sick self while I out of town, but she did so all while suffering from the flu AND she also saved the day at the last minute and helped me out with a technical issue.

Glosslip would NOT exist without k, so my eternal gratitude is offered for her excellence.

It’s times like this I’m glad I grew up poor.  It was just a matter of time before somebody decided to hold the so-called parents of Nick Hogan Bollea Whatever accountable for both their actions and his.  The Grazianos, family of Nick’s passenger John Graziano, have officially sued the Hogans:

The suit, filed in Pinellas County Circuit Court, alleges that each of the defendants — Terry Bollea, a.k.a. Hulk Hogan, Linda Bollea, Nick Bollea and Daniel Jacobs [the other driver] – were negligent in the acts leading up to Graziano’s injury last summer.

The suit will seek damages in the millions, said attorney George Tragos, but the exact amount is not known because it remains unclear how expensive Graziano’s care will be. Tragos said the former Marine’s medical bills already exceed $1 million.

The crash left Graziano, an Iraq war veteran, in critical condition.

John Graziano remains in the hospital:

Lawyers today said that a portion of Graziano’s frontal lobe had to be removed because of the crash. He is in a “semi-conscious” state and responds to certain stimuli like heat and touch, lawyers said.

The proceeds from the suit would go into a trust for Graziano’s longterm care.

So much for Hulk Hogan’s words after the accident:

“[Nick’s] going to be okay. John’s going to be okay, and if things keep going the way they’re going…Nick and I are going to walk John right out of that hospital,” he said.

But wait, there’s more…

When I first started covering the Anonymous vs. Scientology movement I found myself a victim of the RickRoll. Not sure what this is? Yes, well neither was I. A Rickroll is a very insidery joke amongst internet savvy folks where they lure you with a link and instead of finding your intended pr0n or pictures of cute kittens, you get a YouTube video of 80’s pop phenom Rick Astley performing his huge hit “Never Gonna Give You Up.”

Neat huh? Well, to those in Anonymous this isn’t so much a prank as it is a shout out to a relatively well-crafted, jaunty little number which delights the senses and hearkens back to a time when life and music were much simpler. It really is a compliment to Rick Astley and not at all intended to negate his talent. It’s also quite hilarious, even when you’ve fallen for it a once or twice, a handful, SEVERAL times. What? I’m gullible like that.

So, in light of this new resurgence in Rick’s popularity, the LA Times, (writer David Sarno) did a feature on the man behind the lightweight, but likable pop ditty, and asked him what he thinks of the whole internet-driven appreciation.

“If this had happened around some kind of rock song, with a lyric that really meant something — a Bruce Springsteen, “God bless America” … or an anti-something kind of song, I could kind of understand that,” Astley said. “But for something as, and I don’t mean to belittle it, because I still think it’s a great pop song, but it’s a pop song; do you know what I mean? It doesn’t have any kind of weight behind it, as such. But maybe that’s the irony of it.”

Astley would never put the song down, mind you. It’s just that, as he says, “If I was a young kid now looking at that song, I’d have to say I’d think it was pretty naff, really.”

(Wikipedia on “naff”: British slang for “something which is seen to be particularly ‘cheesy’ or ‘tacky’ or in otherwise poor aesthetic taste.”) “For me it’s a good example of what some of the ’80s were about in that pop sort of music way. A bit like you could say Debbie Gibson was absolutely massive, but if you look back at it now … do you know what I mean?”

Yes, I think we do. But even still, with all the renewed attention to his work and his — albeit 20-year-old — image, does Astley have any plans to cash in on Rickrolling, maybe with his own YouTube remix?

“I don’t really know whether I want to be doing that,” he said. “ I’m not being an ageist, but it’s almost a young person’s thing, that.”

“I think the artist themselves trying to remix it is almost a bit sad,” he said. “No, I’m too old for that.”

Astley, who will be touring the U.K. in May with a group of other ’80’s acts, including Bananarama, and Nick Heyward, Heaven 17, Paul Young and ABC, sums up his thoughts on his unexpected virtual fame with characteristic good humor:

“Listen, I just think it’s bizarre and funny. My main consideration is that my daughter doesn’t get embarrassed about it.”

Rick’s list of tour dates, for those so inclined.

Oh, poor L. Ron Hubbard must be rolling around in the Van Allen Belt right now.

While I was enjoying the fine documentary “His Highness Hollywood” the video compendium to Ian Halperin’s new book, Hollywood Undercover, apparently the operatives at Anonymous were posting the coveted tech manuals of Operating Thetan Levels 1 -8.

Here’s the link.

This must be some pretty valuable stuff, considering the Church of Scientology charges somewhere in the neighborhood of $300,000 for it.

Maybe now we can all learn to fly.

Oh, the hits just keep coming from our favorite peg-legged British hoooooah.  (Anyone who saw her rant on British morning television will get that last one.)  Turns out that while she lambasted Sir Paul for not giving their daughter Beatrice enough money to fly “A” class (I assume that is first class), it is actually Heather who is relegating her to the back of the plane:

Mucca slammed ex Sir Paul McCartney on Monday for forcing the four-year-old to travel “B Class” after their bitter divorce — while he flew “A Class”.

She haughtily vowed to pay for Beatrice’s first-class travel herself.

But details obtained by The Sun show the one-legged gold-digger has ALREADY failed to live up to her pledge.

Heather, dubbed Pornocchio after her divorce judge branded her a scheming liar, jets to New York this weekend to rest after her court war with ex-Beatle Paul, 65.

But she is sending Bea home early with a minder and nanny in the £409 seats [about $820 USD] at the back of a Virgin jet.

Mucca, 40, will fly to LA the same day for a further three weeks before jetting home alone — in a £3,348 [$6,700 USD] Virgin Upper Class berth. […]

Both are booked in swish Upper Class on an outbound flight from Heathrow as their minder goes economy.

They will be joined days later by a nanny who is booked to jet home with Bea and the minder on another Virgin flight.

Bea’s seat is reserved in the economy section with her companions.

Upper Class and the flight’s Premium Economy cabin showed “wide open” availability yesterday.

Mucca is booked in business class on her Continental Airlines flight from New York to LA.

She is then scheduled to return home on Virgin, again flying Upper Class.

Six. Thousand. Dollars.  For a first class seat for Mucca and her peg leg (no, I’m not picking on the physically handicapped, just Heather), while her daughter, whom she professes to do everything for, flies coach.  According to the divorce papers, Beatrice gets £35,000 [over $70,000 USD] every year to travel and be with her father.  In this case, little Bea and her minder will be flying from New York back to merry olde England while her mother stays here in the States, presumably doing business with her lawyer/bulldog Gloria Allred.  What, poor Heather can’t rest in one of her homes?

So let’s do the math.  At $6000 a seat for first class, and two tickets (one for Bea, one for the nanny), that’s about six trips across the pond per year.  But Bea won’t usually be making transatlantic flights…she’ll be going from one end of the UK to another.  The fee for jetting around the UK is probably at least half that.  And little Bea probably won’t be flying all the time…I’ll bet there will be times when daddy will be near enough that he will send a car for her.  Basically, Bea can fly first class…as long as she’s going with her mother, to where her mother wants to go.  However, when it comes time to go see dad, it’s coach.

Have you ever heard of Munchhausen’s Syndrome By Proxy?  Basically (and this is a quick synopsis, not a detailed definition) it’s when parents make up an illness or injury to their child to get attention for themselves, so people will then look at the parent and feel sorry for them and be in awe at how well the parent handles everything under such pressure.  Parents will go so far as to poison or injure their own children in order to keep up the charade so as to get attention for themselves.

I think this is similar to what is going on with Bea (and to so many children of divorced parents), although not with illness or injury but with lifestyle and money.  Heather can now step back and say, “Look at poor little Bea, she has to travel B class to go see her father, the miserable miser,” when the reality is that there is more than enough money there for Bea and her nanny to travel any way they like.  Even if Heather eventually has to make up a little out of her own pocket, she received millions of pounds in the settlement, more than enough to do so…the woman is not headed to the workhouse any time soon, no matter her protestations to the contrary.  And I’ll bet Sir Paul (as many divorced fathers are wont to do) will kick in a little more under the table for his daughter to fly or travel to see him.

But in Heather’s mind, she’s coming out looking like the poor, put-upon, long-suffering ex-wife who must put up with such things in order to let her daughter see her father.  And I’ll bet my cup of hot tea she’s telling her daughter that it’s daddy’s fault that she’s flying in the back of the plane.

Fantasist, indeed.

Do hear that? Listen closer….

Thats the sound of tabloids crying a thousands deaths since Britney’s dad, Jamie Spears took over as conservatorship of Britney and her estate. We at Glosslip couldn’t be happier to see things moving in the right direction. Like a mother bear sending her cubs off to fend for themselves after guiding, prodding, and leading them by the paw, it brings us great pride and joy to see a once troubled celeb get their *hit together.

While things are still too early to make any bold predictions, it seems our favorite popstar may be finally getting back on track.

Last night Britney made a guest appearance on the CBS’ “How I Met Your Mother” and you know what, she did a pretty good job. Which, considering how far she’s come, is saying a lot.

Also on the horizon may be a dance studio that Ms.Spears will be opening near her home away from home in LA, Millenium Dance Studio. Source say the studio will be named “Basement.” I think this is a great idea. What Britney needs right now as she recovers from a difficult spot in her life is a focus, and opening a dance studio could provide a positive outlet
There’s also rumors Britney was spotted at Alleycat Recording Studios, which is also a good sign. In the past it seems keeping Britney working on her career has helped her maintain a healthy outlook - let’s hope this is a trend which continues.

Sorry there’s been a bit of lag in celeb reporting lately…I took Good Friday off and then, over the weekend, the flu hit.  I managed to avoid it for almost the whole flu season, but it finally found me.  I’m still a bit shaky and wobbly and icky and bedheaded and feverish, but I’ll try to get some new stuff up for your reading and voyeuristic pleasure.  Keep watching, it’ll be between periods of laying in bed and moaning. </shameless plea for sympathy>

So speaking of beds, moaning, and nasty viruses that turn your body into a disease-riddled shell of its former self…the annulment of Pam Anderson and Rick Salomon’s marriage came through:

The marriage was annulled on grounds of fraud. Initially, when Pam filed legal papers back in December, she was asking for a straight divorce. But on February 22, documents were filed asking for an annulment, citing fraud.

Sources tell TMZ both Rick and Pam privately stipulated to fraud — that Pam promised Rick they would have children together. As we reported, Pam was pregnant at the time the couple separated. Shortly after the separation, we learned Pam was no longer pregnant. Subsequently both Rick and Pam filed annulment papers.

Oh yeah, those famous disappearing babies of Pam’s.  As I recall, she tried this with Kid Rock, too…calling him when she was in Canada filming Blonde and Blonder with Denise Richards (boycott!) saying she was having a miscarriage, and when he skipped his basketball game (floor seats for the Lakers, mind you) and rushed to be at her side, she was partying without a care in the world.

And I love the way they say she was “no longer pregnant”.  So, was she never pregnant to start with, or was she pregnant and made a little visit to a clinic?  I’m voting for the former, although the latter wouldn’t surprise me.  Hey, Pam, you can count to fourteen, right?  And Rick…they’re called condoms, use ‘em.

You gotta love Hollywood.  An annulment.  It’s like it never happened…except for those of us in the blogosphere.  We do not forget.  Expect us.

(oh wait, that’s a completely different category)

No we haven’t been intercepted by the Church of Scientology, nor are we being held at Gold Base, yet.

Instead, one of us is on our way to New York for a special invent, where we get to interview Ian Halperin, NYT best-selling author, whose book Hollywood Undercover is being released here in the US this week, in person. For those who’ve been following Glosslip for the last couple months, you will have noticed an increased coverage on the Church of Scientology - and the Anonymous protests against them.

This subject was spawned by an interview we did on our BlogTalkRadio show, Glosslip Radio back in January. It was from this HUGELY popular show (close to two thousand listeners) that we had our first introduction into the bizarre, perverse and sinister nature of the Church of Scientology.

I encourage anyone who hasn’t heard the show to listen. Go here for the archive.

In the days leading up to the interview Ian received several threatening phone calls, read here and here for a retelling, and narrowly missed being run over by a car in NY.

Ian and I discussed this on the show, and clearly there was no way to pinpoint who was responsible, considering the history of the CoS, our suspicions were raised.

Tonight, March 25 beginning at approximately 7:00 pm (or shortly thereafter) we will be interviewing Ian Halperin again, live from NY. I will be asking him about any “issues” he may have had coinciding with the release of the book, and what if any precautions he’s had to take, and what he thinks about the new movement by Anonymous to expose the Church’s many abuses. To listen to this special broadcast, click here.

Just to remind you, Ian went undercover as a wealthy, gay aspiring actor and was able to infiltrate the Church of Scientology, including FILMING INSIDE the Celebrity Center in Hollywood, as the Church promised to cure him of his “gayness.”

If only they could help Clay Aiken.

Also in Hollywood Undercover are rollicking tales of Ian’s foray into the seedy underbelly of Hollywood. I can’t wait to finally read this.

Some site news:  k, who is gracious enough to once again fill in for me while I slack off, is under the weather, so show her love and please listen in to our daily Glosslip segment on BlogTalkRadio with BTR Today show host, Shaun Daily. Our segment begins at 3:00pm EST, but the show starts at 2:00 - if you have the time give it a listen because the whole show is a great source of interesting world news - and then a splash of tabloid goodness.