Undercover Howard

Howard is in hiding and scrambling for excuses with gibberish nonsense about the reasons for changing the regular start time of his rarely live satellite radio show. He started at 6AM like any morning zoo radio show for a million years when suddenly in 2015 he needed an extra hour to start the show, changing it to 7AM, but on Tuesday's show he jumped the gun and started at about 6:40AM.

Howard would kill himself before admitting this blogger has been right forever, that he has another residence farther away from his satellite studios, burrowing into a new hole of sorts [ha ha], oh you know, the village of the damned and is ill equipped to handle the fact everyone knows it and cannot say anything. So what happened on Tuesday? Shuffling around the show and starting at about 6:40AM, well you know, it's very simple. Howard has to wait for the all clear before he can run out of his new place and hop into his standard...limo? SUV? Nope....he revealed that on Tuesday's show, the mode of transport was what? A jeep.

Howard's phantom listeners were
tortured with an interview with Brandi
Glanville, one of Beth's whorrific friends
from the olden days. 

But Howard never lets up in his desperation to get attention for his mothballed satellite radio show and keeps submitting stale stories to the online press, or whoever will print his garbage that he is some great interviewer, as if the young modern set give a damn about any interview with the 99 year old Tony Bennett or his friend, the alleged 35 year old Lady Gaga, whose records are tanking faster than Howard's alleged career on TV.

We know Howard has a loser show on Sirius judging by his millions of commercials he sticks into his four hours-too-long satellite radio show, I mean, all he gets is an adultery based pay service for married closeted homophobes [i.e., Canadian based AshleyMadison, the service with thousands of online bogus member profiles] in addition to a few ads for that dinosaur pay service called dish satellite TV. I think we know the real advertisers are scrambling to get on the NASCAR and other sports channels, ignoring that mothballed stale audience of Howard Stern where he tells phantom audiences how he was passed over for any real awards for "Private Parts" because everyone was jealous of Stern... ha, good one.

It is quite obvious nobody listens to his stale pre-recorded satellite radio show and the only attention he can get is when his agent press releases Howard insulting real stars. Yet, we are all glad Howard brought up the Blockbuster Award on Tuesday's show that he received when his one-shot film [which he financed] "Private Parts" was sent rocketing to the video market in record time for a film of that aged era. It was in strict limited release in a few theaters and within three months dumped onto the video market, so Stern got an award for that. 

Tank Girl Robin with Howard at
the Blockbuster Awards in LA in 1998 when
Private Parts was pulled from theaters
in record time and dumped onto
the video market because it 
bombed at the box office.

Yes, a mystery, why Howard is ignored during all those award seasons and failing to get screeners now of films nominated all over the place for all the awards, ignoring the Stern show. Well I suppose people who are not in desperate need of plugging their films to the audience of zero in outer space, they don't really need to be subjected to one of Howard's long boring interview sessions.

Photo posted on Beth's
Instagram site 1/27/15 supposedly
proving Beth is back in Manhattan.

Beth is back in the big city at her corporate digs waiting to dump a few of those photo op cats back onto the North Shore Animal League (NSAL) after her stupid press tour for that loser Kitten Bowl. 

In 2014, the 3-hour Kitten Bowl got one million viewers as opposed to the 13 million viewers for the 2-hour Puppy Bowl on Animal Planet, a record high for the channel last year since everyone was running from Super Bowl Football Head Beth and her bogus kitten foster scam.

Bethie needs the kitty cats for publicity then she can pass them off into a black hole at NSAL, where they pay her a salary to pose with kittens. 

Is Hubby Howard paying Bethie a visit this week at corporate HQ in Manhattan? Well, it depends on how frequently he needs to keep up appearances they are married, as if anyone gives a damn except Perez Hilton, who is desperate for fame and is glomming onto the gay world to finally make him famous with the mandatory baby. Howard is still trying to find a way to come up with a mandatory baby to prove he's straight, a gay baby would be easy, it's the straight babies that are a problem. Maybe he can finally swing that when Beth is 50 and pretends she is 45 and Howard can start with a whole new marketing scheme for his famously unknown wife.

Bethie and her one job that stuck, employed by the loser Hallmark Channel to air something opposite the real Super Bowl on Sunday rather than just running a test pattern since Beth is their test pattern.

So what did Beth shut down? Howard shut down Blockbuster Video and Beth shut down Hollywood Video when they went bankrupt after buying 112 million copies of her super bomb indie film "Saturday Morning" (2007), featuring a convicted burglar with connections to the Genovese crime family who has recently been released from prison. Yes, the infamous "Sopranos" star, Lillo Brancato. We hear the producers of the Saturday Morning debacle cut the actor's meager scenes from the film yet you have to wait all the way to the end of this disaster to see the cross-eyed Bethie displaying her talents as a cocktail waitress [some stretch there].

Howard is friends with Joe Piscopo and his son did this short film featuring
Beth. Yes, Howard's always gotten Beth her big roles on film.

I keep waiting for Howard to recognize the Auschwitz-Birkenau 70th anniversary liberation of the Jews on January 27, no doubt, the ancestors of the OstroSKY family might not have anything special to celebrate. We get no awful Auschwitz stories out of Beth about her ancestors while Stern has always had stories about his Jewish mom and dad who might have known somebody who could have known a relative that might have lived next door to a Jew subjected to a concentration camp horror, but Howard isn't really sure yet has practiced crying about it on his radio show.

Howard doesn't mess with the Warden of Squabble Lane.

Happy Promotional Tour Bethie

Howard will hide all the guns, knives and forks when you come down from all this and plummet again into your depressive mode on lock down at Hamptons-Auschwitz for homeless cats.