Sandra Bullock successfully extended her June 2003 restraining order against crazed fan, Thomas James Weldon, until 2009. The over-enthusiastic Weldon allegedly followed the Miss Congeniality star throughout three states and bombarded her with faxes and voice mails, (I didn't hear her complaining when it was Matthew McConaughey ...). Sandra told the court that, "I do not know defendant, I have never met him and I have never communicated with him." My sympathies to everyone involved, but WOW, talk about cross-promotion! Sandy is about to release, The Lake House, her newest rom-dram co-starring Keanu Reeves. The tag-line for The Lake House? How do you hold onto someone you've never met? A big thank you to Thomas James Weldon for cracking that brainteaser. 

Speaking of McConaughey ... he and Spanish siren, Penelope Cruz, are calling it quits. The twosome blamed busy work schedules as the main reason for their separation. Personally, I don't really care why they hit splits-ville, I just want to see who Penelope dates next! Let's see, judging from her past relationships it seems that her ideal man must be both a little bit crazy and a former "Sexiest Man Alive."  That pretty much narrows the field down to Nick Nolte and he'd totally go for Cruz. I hear he's a sucker for anything that rhymes with "booze", or any vice for that matter. Here's hoping he'll misplace her Spanish accent and assume she's from Tijuana ...

Milla Jovovich blames her propensity for being cast in sci-fi flicks on the fact that she has an odd name.  The Fifth Element star claims that American directors get so confused by her foreign name that they automatically typecast her as either an alien or a superhero, (um, hello, Ultraviolet is like totally a vampire).  I suspect Milla's pigeonhole issues may have something to do with the fact that she continues to accept starring roles in the Resident Evil Franchise.   And really, are we now counting Joan of Arc as a superhero?  She didn't exactly ascend from the burning stake with the power to shoot fireballs from her wrists. 

Not six days old and already lil' Shiloh has her own website.  Angelina Jolie snapped up shilohnouveljoliepitt.com before Wilmer Valderrama some deranged pervert could do something unsavory with her web namesake.   And not a minute too soon!  Tom and Katie didn't move fast enough and now there is a giant clock at www.suricruise.com counting down the seconds until 'lil Suri becomes "of age".  Ew. 

William Shatner plans to end global conflict, one horse at a time.  The retired Trekkie is trying to raise $10,000,000 for a riding program in Israel in hopes of uniting Palestinians and Israelis.  The space nut is basing his resolution theory on the work he does with Ahead for Horses, an LA charity that helps disabled children.  Shatner explained the process by saying, "we know that the use of a horse in their therapy takes them beyond their handicapped body, their injured body, and into another area of health."  Not to be insensitive, but I'm pretty sure that the handicapped children of the Middle East aren't the principal players behind the decades-long conflict.  So, come on Nasrallah and Katsav, everyone jump upon the peace horse!  Ooh-ahh-ee-ahh-oooh-aah, come on now peace horse. 

At long last, Angelina Jolie gave birth to a little girl this Saturday.  As Martha reported earlier, the baby's name is Shiloh Nouvel Jolie-Pitt.  According to People magazine, Shiloh is a biblical name.  According to me, it is my favorite Neil Diamond song (yes, minus the "h" for all you ND sticklers).  This religious streak is getting a bit old.  The well of biblical names is bound to dry up sooner or later and then what will we be left with?  Magdalene Hilton?  Judas Simpson?  Lucifer Spears-Federline?  Seriously though, if they had to go biblical, they could have at least drummed up some publicity for Brad's new flick and called the baby, Babel.

Following the hot Hollywood trend to have simultaneous celebrity births, Gwen Stefani also became a new mother this weekend with the arrival of Kingston James McGregor Rossdale (or as I like to call him, the future Mr. Shiloh Jolie-Pitt).  Kingston is the first child for Gwen and her husband Gavin Rossdale and hopefully not the last.  At 36, Gwen better get cracking if she wants to finish off the Caribbean Collection - Santo Domingo and Port au Prince aren't going to birth themselves.

There is no denying the fact that Chad Lowe has single-handedly refuted the old adage Boys Don't Cry.  We've all seen him gleefully weeping throughout his wife's acceptance speeches, but this time around, the tears will not be of joy.  On Friday, Chad and Hilary Swank announced that they are ending their marriage of almost nine years.  I admire Lowe for being man enough (minus the water works) to play the role of Mr. Hilary Swank with such class and dignity.  I know he had a lot of life experience playing second fiddle to Mr. Rob Lowe, but all the same, they seemed to have given it their best shot.  Luckily the pair have no children, so now all they have to worry about is screwing up a couple of cats and some parrots. 

Due to the potential for an Opus Dei Smack-down, Tom Hanks has hired extra security to protect him from Da Vinci Dissenters.  Other possible safety threats?  Legions of teenage girls driven rabid by his new, uber-sexy, hair-do.  Lucky for Ron Howard's safety, he can depend on a close connection to the underbelly of Hollywood's D-List.  One phone call to his younger/scarier brother, Clint Howard, and the pint-sized hell-raiser from Leprechaun 2 and the roving band of murderous toys from Silent Night/Deadly Night 5 will be at his beck and call. 

Sharon Stone and Robin Williams co-hosted an AIDS benefit in Cannes last night.  Williams was his typical manic self and tried to grab laughs wherever he could find them.  The RV star pretended to be a waiter, sang with Wyclef, joked about Angelina's baby and sprayed fecal matter all over himself.  Other guests included Samuel L. Jackson, Rosario Dawson, and Willem Dafoe.  The Christine Lahti Award for inappropriate bathroom breaks went to Lance Armstrong for missing his call up to the podium in favor of answering nature's call.  Lance Armstrong - he's just like us!  Except when he goes to the bathroom, he makes Tour de France Gold Records.

"Tree-sitting" is the newest craze to hit Tinsel-Town.  Begone the days of "Tree-Hugging", ye shall be banished to the land of Ugg Boots and Skeet Ulrich.  Daryl Hannah and Laura Dern are the newest movie stars to attach themselves to Joan Baez's effort to save a patch of inner-city L.A. that is being used as a mini-farm for poor people.  Despite Hannah's vertigo, she hoisted herself into a tree to show her solidarity against the property owner who is demanding $16 million dollars for the land.  Fund-raising suggestions?  I have ten words and one number.  Grumpy Old Men 3:  The Grumpiest of all Grumpy Old Men.