Editorial Note - This actually reads like two days' worth of NewsBreak, with the intervening headline and date lost in the archiving. Odd.

I'm Sorry, Lord of the What? (5/13/98)

Michael Flatley, who ripped off his shirt, tied it around his head, greased up his chest, and leapt into the public eye as part of "Riverdance", then his own "Lord of the Dance", may be hanging up his dance shoes.

Variety, the only true source for important news, reports that an upcoming outdoor show in London may be Flatley's final stage bow. According to the article, Flatley is looking at acting or possibly boxing as his next career move.

Fans of the self-proclaimed Dance Ubermeister were understandably upset. Some have already begun to proclaim the Second Coming of the Lord of the Dance, while others blamed Mickey Rourke for setting such a vibrant, sterling example of a successful actor/boxer.

Three items today, to make up for the fact that nothing funny happened over the weekend other than Eddie Rabbitt dying:

First, a headline from Yahoo's news service to crack up my fellow Homegamers. "GPS on top of the world, ma". For those of you who don't have the slightest idea what I'm talking about, one of the running jokes in the Homegame (see Homegame.org for details), is that certain manly movies often have manly scenes where manly men talk about manly things with their shirts off, while sweating. This, we refer to as "Gay Porn Subtext". If the producers chose to, they could use that scene to turn their movie into a gay porn flick. Which is why the headline's so funny.

Second Yahoo, Yahoo Serious, is attempting to make his big movie comeback. The Australian comic learned the hard way that Americans prefer their stupidity home-grown when his "Young Einstein" flopped. He has since been the punchline to hundreds of other jokes, some of them funny. Anyway, Yahoo's next project is the wonderfully titled "Mr. Accident". Here's hoping it's not the first wacky Olestra comedy.

Third Yahoos: the bunch of Seinfeld writers who got caught on security cameras ripping off memorabilia from the show's set, including Jerry's intercom. Which just proves that Seinfeld doesn't pick writers for their brains. But one burning question remains. Will NBC Security sell the footage to Fox for "Worlds Stupidest Criminals Caught Doing Naughty Things On The Job IV"?