It was 2 AM and I figured that I might as well put out the dog, since I was up. My wife hadn't been able to get to sleep and still had her TV on. When asked if I knew that Jodie Foster was gay, I told her that I hadn't heard, but that nothing surprised me out of Hollywood types. I'd always figured her for a mixed-up sort anyway. My wife said that she'd just admitted it on "her" show, pointing at Kathy Lee Gifford on the screen.
I used to respect Kathy Lee for standing up for what she believed. She used to seem a little naive, but decent. Then she went Hollywood. The last time I'd seen her had been on a construction show where she wandered around a home construction site, wine glass in hand, trying to be cute, sexy or amusing - and failing miserably. I have nothing against a Christian having a glass of wine with their meal, but wandering around a construction site in the middle of the day with a wine glass in your hand doesn't seem a wise thing to do.
I don't know if Hollywood has ruined her, or if her husband's indiscretions have driven her over the edge, but she's "not the person that she used to be." Maybe she never was. One thing's for sure, she won't be the one to show Jodie the error of her ways.