From Rosie O’Donnell’s blog:
“msnbc -one hour
live following keith olbermann
we were close to a deal- almost done
i let it slip in miami
causing panic on the studio end
well what can u do- 2day there is no deal
poof- my career as a pundit is over
b4 it began -just as well
i figure everything happens for a reason
bashert – as we say
and on we go”
Too bad, I was really looking forward to the show.
UPDATE: More Rosie news from the NY Post, regarding her finding out that she’d ripped Bill Clinton while he was in the audience at one of her shows. Clinton then sent O’Donnell a note wishing she had come by to speak to him.
“He disgusts me,” O’Donnell recalled saying at the casino show. “And I know I’m not supposed to say this because I’m a good Democrat, but I didn’t want to [talk] to him because he lied to me when he said, ‘I did not have sexual relations with that woman,’ and then put the scarlet-letter [bleep]-job on her for the rest of her life . . . I still hate you!”
When the comic called the phone number Clinton included with his note, Bubba himself picked up, she said. “My knees got weak. I was like, ‘Can I [bleep] you?’ No, I didn’t say it, but I felt it – I was like, ‘Whoa! Whoa!’ And he said, ‘I was at your show the other night, and I was sorry that you didn’t come over and say hello to me. And I know that you’re still harboring some hard feelings,’ ” O’Donnell related.
“And I said, ‘You know, listen, here’s the deal, dude. I’ve been disappointed by men my whole life. I loved JFK, my mother loved JFK, and you were the JFK to me. And you let me down, man. You killed me and that hurt me a lot, and when you hurt me, I don’t know, I didn’t expect that out of you and I thought you could do better for your wife, for the country and just in general.”
Clinton then worked his charm on O’Donnell. “He goes, ‘I’m sorry for all the men who ever hurt you, I’m sorry that I hurt you. Everything you’ve said to me, I’ve said to myself, and I hope one day you can forgive me, and I hope I can forgive me.’ “
Clinton’s mea culpa quickly had O’Donnell’s faucets opening up. “I’m hysterical crying,” she recalled.
Jeebus, Rosie. Let. It. Go. Already.