Hullo, kids.  It’s Sarah today.  I hope it’s a slow day at the office for you, because then maybe this will seem exciting by comparison.  Brace yourselves… Brad and Angelina arrived in Tokyo with their whole Rainbow Coalition in tow, and the world finally got a good look at Knox and Vivienne.  Oh, I know.  It’s super duper exciting, because these two drooling infants are totally different than every other dumb drooling infant we’re forced to look at simply because it clawed its way out of some celebrity’s abdomen.

Does the Brangelina troupe fly commercial?  Anybody know?  I know they’ve got that “save the world” vendetta happening, but I’m not sure if it translates into consorting with the unwashed masses on commercial flights, or if they still fly private jets and just pretend they run on righteous indignation.  If they do fly commercial, can you just imagine the looks on the faces of the people who shelled out for a first class ticket to Tokyo and then got seated next to this travelling circus?  Trapped in a plane for 11 hours with six loud, sticky children swarming the joint?  Jesus, I’d kill myself.  Also, Knox looks like an idiot in that jackassy hat: