Can’t sleep. It’s 4AM.
Esquire names ‘Sexiest Woman Alive’
Scarlett Johansson says she would rather be admired for attributes other than sex appeal.
“What about my brain? What about my heart? What about my kidneys and my gallbladder?”
Scarlett, I somehow don’t believe you. After all, you did agree to participate in Esquire’s photospread:
On the cover, she wears a bra and a white Calvin Klein mini-dress; In a series of photos inside (showing her as an “enigmatic trailer-park temptress,” the magazine says), she wears cleavage-baring black lingerie paired with an open white robe, among other get-ups.
I hate most celebrities. (Yeah, I know, I also hate most people, so I don’t have much of a point here).
Did I mention it’s 4AM? I could probably ramble on about a few dozen or so news stories I’ve read today, and all of the rambles would probably have a misanthropic theme.

