Instead of freezing over the holidays, it looks like most celebs opted for tropical vacations. Luckily for us, every single one of them decided to take a ride on a jet ski. From those who looked like they were born to ride the waves, to some others who seemed more than awkward in their puffy life jackets, this is one of those galleries you never knew you wanted to see…but you totally do.

Click through for some photos of celebrities living it up on the water.

Maybe it’s because I’m done with finals and I have nothing to worry about. Maybe it’s because all of my favorite TV shows are going on hiatus. Maybe it’s because I zoomed through my blogs too quickly this week, but I have to say, I’ve come to a sad realization.

Celebrity scandal is dead.

Think about it. There has been absolutely nothing of interest going on in the world of celebs these past few weeks. Why is Hollywood so quiet? Even Charlie Sheen has been MIA.  Has it finally happened? Has Hollywood finally imploded? Has the well gone dry? Have they run out of stupid things to do? For my sanity, I hope not. Celebs, I beg of you, please continue to entertain me with stories of your crazy.

Please?

Sigh.

Maye a little inspiration will help. Let’s remember some of the greatest celebrity scandals of our time.

Tomorrow night you’ll pop your popcorn and plop down on the couch to see yet another award show. The Oscars. The Academy Awards. The best of the best in award shows. (Or at least they seem to think so.) But with all the hype surrounding award shows lately I can’t help but think a regular night at the Oscars might not hold up that well against some of the drama we’ve had surrounding our award shows lately.

Embarrassed celebrities?
Outraged actors?

How can the Oscars compete with that? Well, I have a few ideas…

1. Get Ricky Gervais to host. I know James Franco and Anne Hathaway already have this gig covered but I think it would be great if Ricky Gervais at least got the chance to speak. I mean the man’s been a social pariah since the Golden Globes and I think it’s time he and Hollywood bury the hatchet. Sure, the celebs may not be ready for another round of Ricky’s hard hitting humor but I most definitely am. These celebs need to learn to take a joke and the only way they’re going to get a thicker skin is if they’re exposed to the abuse over and over again. What…too harsh?

2. Someone needs to pull a Kanye. I think it would work best if this were to take place during the winner of Best Picture’s acceptance speech. Let’s say The Social Network wins. Someone should step up just as Scott Rudin is thanking the academy and declare that they’re going to let him finish but Inception is the best film of all time, and could Christopher Nolan please tell him if the whole thing was a dream or not now? Because it’s been driving him crazy for months and he needs answers! And so do I.

3. Natalie Portman should have a “wardrobe malfunction.” Similar to Janet Jackson’s at the Super Bowl back in the day. She played a ballerina in Black Swan, right? Just have her do a couple of pirouette’s here and there around the stage and let her strapless gown fall down a bit too far. And have her continue the dance as though she hadn’t even realized it happened. Got to love live television, right?

4. Jesse Eisenburg should kiss a boy and like it. Gentleman’s choice, of course, but I can’t help but feel like his costar, Andrew Garfield would make a good smoocher. Not only would it add a whole new dimension to their best friends/worst enemies dynamic, break that rule about not mixing business with pleasure, and serve as a throwback to the Britney/Madonna kiss, but it would also cause people to stop and wonder what really happened between Marc Zuckerberg and Eduardo Saverin. Completely unfounded? Yes. But entertaining nonetheless.

5. James Franco and Anne Hathaway should hookup. Have you seen their Oscar commercials? They’re just so darn adorkable together as they train to host the Oscars. Laughing and teasing and just being too cute for me to want any of the above to take place and cause them trouble. I mean, I’ve loved Anne Hathaway since she played the frizzy haired Mia Therm0polis in The Princess Diaries, and James Franco, well, he’s James Franco. So if none of the above were to happen it would be okay as long as these two were to hook up.  And mean it. Like, have the cameras zoom in on them going at it behind stage when they should be hosting. It can be staged. I don’t care. Just don’t tell me that. Please?

Fingers crossed for a little Oscar excitement to break up the long-winded acceptance speeches(!!). Make sure to tune in with us Sunday night as we liveblog all the potential dramz!

What season are we on anyway? 10? 11? (Editor’s Note: We’re on 9). Seriously? We’ve spent the past eleven nine years watching Simon Cowell give brutally mean comments, Paula’s very much missed outlandish (and drugged out) antics and a lot of Randy’s “Yo Dawg, I liked it, you got soul.” That’s a long, long time. We’ve also had two season with fame-whoring Kara and her bikini pics and, of course, Ellen’s musical “knowledge” once Paula was pushed out.

Anyway, here’s the lowdown on last night’s ep (which I gathered in 4 minutes on the Interwebs this morning): Lee Dwyze (the guy) won. The show invited singing “greats” such as Christina Aguilera, Janet Jackson and Rihanna to perform. There was a lot of singing, performing…and blah. The only good thing about last night’s finale was the return of Paulaaaaaaa. Yes. She was still her drugged out self but still; who doesn’t love pill-popping Paula?

Now, don’t get me wrong; I’m not some never-watched-an-episode-and-just-wanna-spew-hate person. I used to be a fervent watcher of American Idol during the initial seasons of Kelly, Ruben, Fantasia and Carrie. It was simply a good reality show that proved that the power of a good voice could actually make an ordinary, just-like-us person, famous. And what’s more, it felt as if I was actually contributing to each winner’s rags-to-riches story! I religiously dialed the numbers every week, hoping and praying that my favorites were never in the bottom two.

But after eleven nine seasons, I truly think American Idol has run its course. While it was initially refreshing to watch a show that debuted a range of very talented (and very, very bad) singers, American Idol is now just another one of those reality shows banking on ratings, sponsors and viewership. And it’s a total snooze-fest. Ever since they brought on Kara as a judge, the show basically went down the pooper. She gives no helpful advice and has somehow tricked the producers into believing that she’s a good songwriter. Last season, when she stole the spotlight from “Bikini Girl” by coming on stage and shedding into her little bikini, I knew the show somehow lost its spark.

Plus, what takes those Idol peeps 3 hours to air each week could easily be shown in 90 minutes, tops. Sure, it was a sound investment of my time when the show was, I don’t know, GOOD, but now? Now it’s like a dreaded 5-credit class with that awful professor who can’t seem to work the projector. Do we really need so many close-up shots of Ryan speaking? And Miley acting as a “mentor” to the singers? Or all those flashbacks/home movies? NO. No, no, no.

With Simon leaving (who, by the way, is irreplaceable), the show is losing the only thing worth watching for. Between his tight tees, his snarky comments and that adorable bromantic relationship between him and Ryan, he made the show and everyone knows it. I know the people at Fox don’t want to admit it (and don’t want to lose their biggest money-maker), but no matter who they get to take his seat (Madonna??) American Idol without Simon is like The Hills without LC. It just won’t work.

American Idol had a good run, but it’s over. Let’s hug it out, say our goodbyes and move on…. to Simon’s new show.

You may want to think twice about online shopping during class.

We’re still talking about this?

Matthew Fox – just another Hollywood scum bag?

Watch out, London, here comes Lindsay!

De-stress with these tasty snacks.

Ed Westwick. Yum.

I wonder what was going on in Pink’s mind when she donned this nude jumpsuit for her audience. “Tonight I’d like to wrap my body in tape and have my vagina shine like the diamond-encrusted treasure that it is!”

Not sure what she was hoping for, but, personally, the image of Pink’s sequined camel toe has been be burned into my retinas and I fear I may never be able to close my eyes again.

Not only has Pink’s frightening outfit choice scarred me for eternity, but it also drudged up images of other questionable choices in concert costumes’ past. As far as I can tell, the trend can be traced back to Madonna’s trend-setting cone boob attire. Since then, entertainers have found ways to take their costume choices to entirely new levels of indecency and utter fugliness.

Let’s take a trip down memory lane, shall we?

I get the obsession with vampires that’s going on right now but really, Lady Gaga? Don’t you think ovulating on stage is a bit much?

Well, this makes it quite obvious that Christina’s carpet does not match the drapes.

The costume isn’t so bad, but that microphone placement does answer the age old question: where does Madonna put her penis when she’s performing?

I don’t know if Beyonce is singing at Comic-con or showing us how to Go Green by turning 1970′s lawn chairs into viable fashion statements.

“Here’s what I’m thinking: sparkly sausage casing. Make it happen!”

Is it just me or does it look like Rihanna had a mishap with the toilet paper during Bike Night at her local watering hole?

Is it OK to find this funny?

Kris Allen is totes crushing on Adam Lambert.

Free software you should be using.

If Chewbacca had starred in When Harry Met Sally.

Is Britney engaged?

I’ll be the first to admit it. I love Superbowl Sunday for three reasons and three reasons only:

1.The food

2. The advertisements (Remember Britney Spears’ Pepsi commercial/music vid that debuted during the Superbowl? Sigh. Those were the days)

3. The food

There used to be 4 but then Justin showed Janet’s boobs, the FCC went crazy, and the halftime shows became lamer than my past few Saturday nights, which included watching Little Einsteins with my nephew (need I say more?).

Anyways, here is my Super Bowl inspired Love List. Because with the biggest sporting event of the year comes a lot of food things to love.

1. Real Foods Corn Thins. These are my new obsession and they are such a healthy alternative to greasy, nasty (but delicious) chips. They have the same great crunch, salt and flavor, but only 44 calories for two all natural crisps. I love to dunk these puppies in hummus, or spread avocado or black bean dip on them. It is seriously guilt free heaven. (PS. the website has tons of recipe ideas for these amazing bad boys.)

2. After all the salty and cheesy foods that the super bowl party brings, we need something sweet. And while I am no Betty Crocker, every time I make these, people treat me like I am. If only people knew how easy they were to make. (I guess they will now…) And the best part? Without any egg products, you can eat the dough without getting salmonella! Not to mention you can make them 100% organic if you want! Love that!

Vegan Peanut butter Chocolate Chip Oat cookies

1/3 cup of peanut butter

2 tbs vegetable oil

1 cup sugar

1/3 cup milk (soy milk if you want)

1 tsp. vanilla

1 cup flour

1/2 tsp salt

1/2 tsp baking soda

1/2 cup rolled oats

1/2 cup chocolate chips

Preheat oven to 425

Mix dry and wet ingredients separately, then mix together. Add choco chips.

Bake for 7-8 minutes.

3. Guys on Game Day. So they have chilli dripping down their chins and are double fisting beers. They may be burping and farting and forgetting that girls are around too, but guys on game day are the cutest kind of guy. And I love ‘em. Maybe it’s a guy in sports apparel (faded tee = mmmm), or maybe it’s all that passion for the game. Whatever it is, I can’t get enough.

4. But more than spending time with the guys on game days, an all girls super bowl party is truly what I love most. I don’t need to pretend that I don’t give a damn about the game, because no one else does either. I can eat like nobody’s biz-nass, talk during the game about the cute shoes I found on sale without being shushed, and expect silent during the commercials. I think a Girls Super Bowl Party is the way to go.

5, Ranch Dressing on EVERYTHING. Oh and Dips. And Salty Food. Basically I love everything that involves consumption and getting FAT on Super Bowl Sunday. But thanks to this website I don’t really have to. There are 25 recipies that give you all the flavor of game day with a lot less guilt. Try the Microwave Potato Chips. Sound gross. Looks FAB.

It sounds like this year, people will be tuning in moreso for the hysterical commercials and the halftime entertainment, rather than the actual football. So far, it has been announced that Jennifer Hudson will sing the National Anthem (meh), Faith Hill will perform a pregame show (over it), and Bruce Springsteen has snagged the highly coveted spot as the halftime performer. I’ve got nothing against the Boss, but if you’re going to get people to tune in to watch the Cardinals, you’re going to have to offer them some excitement at some point during the game.

Where’s Janet? Bring in some gratuitous nipple shots if you really want to please the public.

That said, I would like to petition the National Football League to consider taking me on as their halftime party planner. Here are some sample line-ups that I would suggest to really keep the party that is 2009 going strong.

1. Lady Gaga

Now here’s a breakout star that could get all of Ray-J Stadium on their feet. In a Times description of the woman behind the hottest dance track of 2008, Ms. Gaga was given madd props: “In combining music, fashion, art and technology, Lady GaGa evokes Madonna when she was good, Gwen Stefani circa Hollaback Girl, Kylie 2001 or Grace Jones right now.” There you have it, folks. The next Madonna, the drug-free Winehouse, the sane Britney, the non-annoying Fergie. F*ck the pigskin, Tampa. Get off your feet on February 1 and Just Dance.

Not hot enough: Throw in a cameo by the other hot biatch of 2008, Katy Perry. Who said football has to be a “guy thing”?

2.  Coldplay

They might not offer the over-the-top splendor that Lady Gaga could bring (you know home girl would have plenty of pyrotecnics), but Viva la Vida was the most downloaded album on iTunes last year, so they’ve got something going for them.  Wanna make the crowd really go wild? Figure out a way for Joe Satriani to take the stage and intersperse his riffs from “If I Could Fly” with Chris Martin and company’s title song from the album.

3.  Madonna and Janet.

Both of them are fading from the spotlight, but their names remain notorious.  Imagine if we paired up the Queen of Pop and Miss Jackson (if you’re nasty).  Besides, Madge caused quite a stir in 2003 when she locked lips with both Britney Spears and Christina Aquilera, and more recently has made headlines since a 30-year-old Playboy portrait has surfaced and is set for auction.  Meanwhile, Miss J. is probably one of the most memorable performers in Super Bowl history.  Do you see the lines you could draw from this partnership?

Bonus: Throw Justin into the mix.  Have him sing his part of “4 Minutes” and then have Madonna rip Janet’s top off (because Justin doing it again would be way to predictable).

4.  Michael Jackson, with backup dancers from a Filipino prison.

If you haven’t seen this video, you just won’t get it.  But that would be the performance of the century.

5. All of the F*ck Ups from Last Year

It would be like a updated version of “We are the World.” Let Brit-Brit introduce the posse, since (kudos, Brit) she has cleaned up her act, and then throw Wino, LezLo, SaMANtha, and Miley onstage (do I read Perez too much?).  Hey, at least it will be funnier than any commercial they throw at us.  To close the performance, invite the Twilight cast up, make it look like they are going to do something, and then cancel the rest of the halftime show.

6. Beyonce and Jay-Z. A Lover’s Duet.

Beyonce’s single, “Single Ladies (Put a Ring On It)” has been blowing up the charts, and even inspired a satire on SNL.  What’s more, she got music mogul Jay-Z to actually put a ring on it.  The bonus? All the rap stars travel with a posse, so there would be a good chance of other celebs popping up throughout the performance. Hey, Beyonce and Mariah partied with their husbands in St. Bart’s over New Years…

Victoria’s Secret Angels models are ready to spread their wings!

Goodbye Michael Crichton.

Kate Hudson strips in these 1950′s pin-ups

Ladies and gentleman, we have a new president!

Star Trek has now become a reality.

Get your newspaper now, before it’s too late.

Anyone still love The Eagles?

Just because Sarah Palin lost doesn’t mean Tina Fey has to get the boot!

Janet Jackson gives up..

Red lips will always be in fashion…

Perfect holiday dress!! SOOO cute!