
As David Carr – a man who cannot match Brandon Davis' name to face, lack of job description, or young Hollywood gal pals – plays catch up in chronicling the rise of TMZ.com, he surreptitiously buries this bit of news at the bottom:
Interestingly enough, TMZ, a Web site built out of the remnants of a television show, could end up as … a television show. Negotiations with various parties are under way, according to Mr. Paratore.
But [TMZ chief Harvey] Levin, who has made the trip from Web skeptic to cultist, is not dying to relive the demands of a traditional broadcast.
Rather, Harvey – who arrived from Celebrity Justice – is content to spit out dozens of K-Fed sightings, Lindsay club exits, Paris driving episodes, and Chyna drunken antics at a crack addict pace. But only because when he's online, there's no need to consider corporate parents AOL and Telepictures. You've already seen what happens when a studio like Paramount launches a show like Entertainment Tonight: Pretending the TomKat romance is for real.

I don't like TMZ, I don't visit their site.
They were behind that pathetic Lindsay Lohan's "firecrotch" tape, riling up Brandon Davis, and then they splash it all over the web. That's really how they got in the game.
Oh, and let's not forget "the Britney almost dropped baby" incident - I'm most certain they would have pushed her if she wouldn't stumble on that day.
Want to see where tomkat
honeymooning?
Maldives in the Indian Ocean, so they say…
Pic at
http://blogs-apart.blogspot.com