There's quite a few tidbits of information from the video games press sector this week. Sure it's in the shadow of E3, but hey it's still video gaming news, so here we go.

Legacy Interactive has teamed up with Paramount Digital Entertainment to develop titles based on the popular Paramount Pictures’ films Clueless, Mean Girls and Pretty in Pink. Yes ladies and gents, it's all about casual gaming here and it sounds absolutely dire.

Here's a rundown straight from the press sheet:

In Clueless: The Game, the player takes on the part of Cher trying to find perfect boyfriends for all her pals. Players will need to figure out what kind of guy their friends want by noticing what clothes these potential suitors wear and what sort of interests they have. Once Cher knows what they want, she will have to pick out the right elements to make the perfect man for them. Players will have to be quick! Love waits for no one!

Mean Girls: High School Showdown allows players to take on the role of a student trying to restore balance to the many cliques in their high school and to end the reign of the terrible “plastic clique" — the prettiest girls and the meanest of the mean. To do this, players will need to unite the cliques by using a few tricks of their own. Players can choose to take the high road by using kind words and revealing important truths at the right time, or use the Plastic’s own evil tricks against them, by using rumors, pranks and put downs. A mix of both might go a long way, too!

The classic 80’s hit movie, Pretty in Pink, is known as a movie that defined a generation, and now players will have the chance to relive the story in an all-new entertaining game format. Through a series of beautifully rendered scenes, players will need to solve a variety of fun and challenging visual puzzles in order to experience the memorable story about love, friendship, the clash of social cliques and how to rise above them. Andie, Duckie, Blane, and the rest of the unforgettable characters from both “the wrong side of the tracks” and not, return to play out the romantic fairytale love story, but this time with a dramatic difference … their fate will be put in the hands of the player.

It’s the brutal second show of the week where someone has to go home and at this point in the season, how do you choose? Yeah, yeah, Comfort went home once so it’ll probably happen again but after that? It makes me want to close my eyes, like I’m passing an accident site. But I’m going to be adult about this and watch the whole program, just for all of you. Oh, the sacrifices I make.

The opening number is a hip-hop dance with a futuristic vibe. Decked out in black latex accented with strips of various colors, it looks like, um, one of those kind of parties, you know? But hey, it’s edgy and cool. The choreographer is Chuck Maldonado, a hip-hop jazz dancer who’s worked with many including Missy Elliot and Pink. It’s his first time working for the show.

Cat looks like a Greek goddess, with a draped white tunic that’s off one shoulder and a barrette that looks like wings. She flutters about the stage hugging dancers and emanating a golden glow that others merely orbit around.

Before the dancers come out, Lythgoe gives a statement about voting. He says that 97.5 million people voted in the American Idol final and 40 million have voted for So You Think You Can Dance. And he thinks that just maybe a few million people could register to vote and, oh I don’t know, vote for a president? (It’s funny that a Brit has to tell us that but he’s right. It’s easier than ever to register to vote so go do it, OK?)

On to the who-is-in-the-bottom-four drama. After many pauses and much hand wringing, we find out that the four dancers with the least votes were Comfort, Courtney, Twitch and Will. Will?! The anointed one? The Debbie Allen prince? America clearly doesn’t agree with the judges.

Mark is so sure he’s going home that when Deeley announces he’s safe he puts his hands to his face Macauley Culkin-style and says over and over again, “Oh my God.”

When Twitch’s name is announced, he falls to his knees with his back to the audience. Deeley goes to him and murmurs some sweet words until he gets up. His eyes are moist. Deeley hugs him.

How do you know if you’re free to make a move on a girl? The ladies of Cherry Bomb discuss the signals to watch out for if a girl is giving you "the green light," and how to tell if it's just coffee or something more. The girls share stories of misunderstood first dates and friends that made a move.

And in this week’s question, what to do when you want to meet your girlfriend’s family but you’re not invited.

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Set your DVR — all day today, Lifetime pays tribute to Estelle Getty with a Golden Girls marathon from noon to 5 p.m. ET, starting with the series pilot. The final episode, airing at 4:30 ET, is the one voted by viewers as their favorite Sophia Petrillo episode. Getty died Tuesday, just three days before her 85th birthday.

Getty and the Girls have been in my bedchamber more than any other woman — and that’s a good thing. For years, The Golden Girls was on opposite the 10 o’clock news and I usually chose laughter as the best way to end my day. At 4’11, Sophia, with her ever-present purse, didn’t cut an imposing figure like her on-screen daughter, Dorothy (Bea Arthur), but she usually won the war of words, no matter which Girl she faced.

Many lovely tributes have been published, including one by our own Dorothy Snarker. Rather than review what others have said, let’s just have a laugh or sing a song. Wait, wrong show. Here are some of my favorite Sophia zingers, courtesy of IMDb.com.

Dorothy: You couldn’t sleep either, huh?
Sophia: No, I’m sleeping so good I thought I’d come try it in the sink.

Why isn't poverty a gay issue? Jennifer Vanasco and Jon Mallow of 365gay.com discuss what the criteria should be for the issues our organizations and media consider "gay."

Also, they talk about why we focus so hard on the issues of military and marriage.

Nancy, Nancy, Nancy! Goodness that woman loves a thrill. That crater size hole in the maternity store floor was just too big, too long and too tempting to pretend it wasn’t there. So she climbed down, just like Alice in Wonderland, and walked the length of it to its end. But you know they say that curiosity killed the cat (or maybe it just spanked the cat).

This episode, “Excellent Treasures,” had plenty of them sprinkled through out. There was Bubbie’s dreck, I mean Bubbie’s excellent treasures, that Shane was selling off at her estate sale. He earned over eight grand selling knick-knacks and tables and picture frames and, and, uh, other junk that accumulated over Bubbie’s lifetime. See, it’s possible to make money without selling illegal contraband. You just have to play a role in killing your great-grandmother then sell her stuff. Simple.

Another treasure was the mother of Rad, the little neighborhood boy that’s been pestering the Botwins since their arrival. I haven’t really mentioned him before because, well, who cares! Well, now I do because his mother has a grown girl crush on young Silas.

Moving to Ren Mar has been a boon for Silas. He now has customers for his killer product (so what if it’s only the guys that tow cars), and he now has a MILF to call his own to go along with his killer MILF weed. (Yes, he’s growing MILF weed, ya’ll.) Isn’t his stuff a strain of the famous MILF weed product that Conrad developed when he was working exclusively with Nancy?

This week, Michelle fights seasonal allergies, a meowing cat, and a complete inability to focus her flip-cam in order to tell us how stories eventually make their way to our TV screens.

She also takes us through her writing process and gives us an update on where Season 2 currently stands.

Look for new episodes from Michelle on AfterEllen.com every other week or so, and watch previous episodes of her vlog here.

You can learn more about Michelle at her official website, her MySpace profile, or her Facebook page.

You can also buy the first season of Exes & Ohs on DVD!

Forbes has released their ”Entertainment All-Stars Special Issue” in which they named Vince Vaughn the number one actor for bringing in money at the box office. Of course, Julia Roberts was right up there — at number three, in fact — bringing in just $25,000 less than number two, Tobey Maguire. (If only she’d been in one more movie in the last year!)

I pretty much figured Roberts and Jennifer Aniston would be included, but was surprised to see Naomi Watts cracking the number five slot. According to Forbes magazine’s complicated algebraic formula they use to quantify this top ten list, Watts raked in more dough than George Clooney, Matt Damon and Ben Stiller. Go on, girl!

For a show that reported an entire season's worth of dismal ratings last year, The CW's Gossip Girl sure knows how to create a media buzz. In late April, Gossip Girl released a poster featuring Blake Lively's, character Serena Van der Woodsen, in the, er, throes of passion. Either that or she was about to let out an astronomical sneeze. The only text on the poster was a simple, but succinct "OMFG." The Parents Television council was outraged, calling The CW to task for using, "cleavage kissing to hype a kids' show."

I love the Gossip Girl marketing team because they never peddle the show as anything other than exactly what it is: a tawdry, teenage soap opera. (Which I watch, diligently.)

To hype season 2, the folks over at The CW released another round of posters similar to the "OMFG" set. There's a lot of skin, and some simple quoted text. "Every parent's nightmare," from The Boston Herald. "A nasty piece of work," from the The New York Post. And my personal favorite, from The Parents Television Council: "Mind-blowingly inappropriate."

After giving these ads a hearty round of applause, I got to thinking about other marketing campaigns. What if all network television shows went with this advertising approach, and turned the criticism of The Parents Television Council into their taglines? The results would look like — well, they'd look just like this:

It’s down to eight finalists on this week's So You Think You Can Dance and I’m curled up on my comfy couch with a carton of Ben and Jerry’s, spoon at the ready. Like last week, each couple will dance twice and each dancer will do a solo.

The guest judge is Toni Basil of “Mickey” fame. (Everybody chant: “Oh Mickey you’re so fine, you’re so fine you blow my mind! Hey Mickey!”) She didn’t die after her famous video but went on to choreograph for many including Bette Midler’s current Las Vegas show and soon, Tina Turner. Impressive credentials to be sure, but as the show goes on, I just want her to shut up. She’s so busy proving what she knows about different dance forms that it becomes more of a speech than a comment on the dancers’ performances.

First up are Will and Courtney hip-swiveling through a hot samba. I confess I missed a lot of the individual moves because I was focused on that dress Courtney was almost wearing. I’m convinced a herd of wolverines attacked her just before coming on stage and tore most of it off. Scratching my head, I wondered how those little patches were staying on the, er, important parts. Invisible wire? Duct tape? Super glue? Mama spit? At any rate, I guess they did a good job ‘cause Lythgoe said it was absolutely fantastic and Basil really enjoyed it. Murphy started off with a comment about how two contemporary dancers had become two samba dancers, then gradually increased in volume to 10,000 decibels. (More than 1,000 decibels and that means she loves it.)

Comfort solos next and gives us her best. I’d be impressed if she was dancing in a club but as a finalist on this show, I’m not. It was, however, interesting to hear her story about being a street dancer and being helped along by her brothers. She went to a performing arts school but hated the ballet and jazz classes. At least that gave her some training. Since she’s in the first slot, it’s a sure sign that the producers think she’ll be gone soon. (Generally that is the slot of death since those first up are least remembered by voters. I got that from the official guidebook for entertainment reality shows. Really.)

Just when you thought it was safe to back into The Planet, Marina and Jenny are up to their old tricks, with chemistry so palpable they could set the place on fire (I hope Marina is properly insured).

Their little tryst in the unisex bathroom is just one of several highlights we cover from this week's episode of The L Word. Others include Tina and Bette getting some Big News (i.e. Tina's pregnant), the introduction of Lisa, the "lesbian-identified man" (huh?), and Peggy Peabody kicking some CAC ass on behalf of Ms. Porter. Come to think of it, I hope the CAC has fire insurance too, because Peggy Peabody is on fire!.

We also throw in a couple of reenactments, including the sock puppet reunion of Dana and Lara after Dana's embarrassing bedroom "incident." Luckily, socks are washable.

On the first episode of AfterEllen.com's newest limited series video blog Oh God I'm Gay (there will be 10 episodes total), host Alicia Ross talks with Jay Bakker about his Revolution Church.

Bakker is the son of the recently deceased Tammy Fay Bakker, who was famously one of the first television evangelists to reach out to the gay community during the AIDS crisis. Ross talk to her son about being inclusive in his ministry and continuing in his mother's footsteps.

To find out more about Jay Bakker, visit www.revolutionchurch.com. Check back next week for another episode of OGIG with a new guest.

There are no new ideas. OK, fine — maybe there are one or two left floating around un-thought. But for the most part, your great idea has probably been thought up by someone else and theirs was probably greater. True in everyday life, incredibly true in Hollywood. So imagine my deja vu when looking thought new posters recently. Call me crazy, but I'm pretty sure I detect a theme.

First, there was the poster for the new Alan Ball-helmed vampire series True Blood. It's about vampires. The vampires are sexy. They drink human blood. You get the picture.

Then, I came across the poster for the new Diablo Cody-penned horror flick Jennifer's Body. It's about a demonic cheerleader. The cheerleader is sexy. She feeds off her classmates. You get the picture.

Funny how time flies when you’re building a good bar. And even though Roxie just hired a contractor last week, this week’s episode of Army Wives revolved around the grand opening of the rebuilt Hump Bar.

I’m going to assume that more than a week has gone by in TV time, because I’d be disoriented otherwise. However, Trevor is just now getting in trouble for losing his cool in his TV interview, so we can’t be too far down the road. Why am I trying to be logical? In any case, Michael’s “punishment” for Trevor’s outburst is to take him off the interview circuit. And, when the doctor OKs it, he is to rejoin his unit in Iraq. Trevor is thrilled. Roxie is not. Roxie thinks Trevor is putting his career over family; Trevor thinks she has forgotten that she married a soldier. Hmm, maybe they should have talked a little more during the four days they knew each other before they got married.

Meanwhile, over at the Holden house, another fight is brewing — this one is over whether or not the family should go to the opening of the bar. Michael refuses, since Amanda was killed there. Claudia Joy thinks that they should support Roxie, difficult though it may be. C.J. even helps Roxie by working on the flowers with Denise. Finally, these two are on screen together again. I understand why the writers keep them apart — they have more chemistry than any of the married couples.

I might have reservations about putting Natalie Portman at the top of my totally subjective Truly Perfect Women list, except Natalie does something awesome, like, every two months, to reassure me she belongs there.

Sure, 27-year-old Natalie is gorgeous, fashionable, has great taste in music and is a fellow vegan: That’s all the makings of an awesome lady. Add to that, she’s Harvard-educated, can speak Hebrew, and now designs (leather-free!) shoes. She tops all that off with a sense of humor that compels her to do some zany things in videos and short films.(Natalie’s rapping about her bad ass self in an awesome SNL video is now the stuff of legend.)

More recently, we've heard of her dropping trou for a bit part in Wes Anderson’s sprawling Hotel Chevalier. A few months ago we saw heavily circulated paparazzi shots of Natalie being amazingly calm as a cute little dog lifted his leg and took a leak all over her couture coat. But, the pictures from a moment later are more telling: The dog has finished his business and Natalie is laughing her head off.