Wesley Snipes: Here's a reality TV show for you. Handcuff together Snipes and fellow tax evader Richard Hatch, dump them on a deserted island and then watch as they try to evade a big old meanie by the name of Uncle Sam. Call it, "The Defrauding Ones." In the meantime, we're left to ponder the three bits of advice that Snipes' managers should have given him: 1) Don't claim a tax refund that contains more zeros than the box office gross of your movies released the same year; 2) Don't listen to anyone who tells you that South Korea, the birthplace of your second wife, has no extradition treaty with the U.S. (they do); 3) Do listen to anyone who tells you that Namibia, where you are currently shooting the horror flick "Gallowwalker," has no extradition treaty with the U.S. (they don't).

Boy George: You tried. Oh how you tried to reclaim your bad boy throne this week via the British Channel 4 TV documentary "The Madness of Boy George," in which you slam everyone from Madonna to Sir Elton John. But let's face it; at this point in the game, you might as well just throw in the gay towel and start bowing to fellow wayward countryman Man George (a.k.a. George Michael). In a competing appearance on ITV1, this bad karma chameleon proudly admitted that he does indeed inhale, and then proceeded to demo his habit before a Madrid concert as well as suggest that if he drank as much as he smoked, "My God, I'd be like Keith Richards." Rock on, GM. Rock on.

Scarlett Johansson: Sometime beyond next month's release of Tom Waits' 54-song, three-CD set "Orphans: Brawlers, Bawlers and Bastards," the soon to be 22-year-old-actress will claim the more dangerous territory of actress-singer with "Scarlett Johansson Sings Tom Waits," which she has begun recording. We get that after "The Island," "Scoop," "The Black Dahlia" and now the disappointing reviews for her performance in "The Prestige" ("she has nothing to do but vamp cartoonishly in silly Victorian showgirl attire," wrote one critic), that music might look like the right career magic trick. But even Kazakhstan's pop culture ambassador Borat might tell you that -- adoring army of iPod attuned male salivating fans notwithstanding -- this is a very dangerous way to try and make "Cabra Adabra."

Sara Evans: At the beginning of the week, Tim McGraw and wife Faith Hill were happily celebrating his "Flicka" timed addition to the Hollywood Walk of Fame. At the end of the week, Craig Schelske was firing back at wife Sara Evans as part of the couple's messy indoctrination into the Nashville Hall of Shame. Who knows, maybe next week, it will be Schelske's turn to have his Republican family values painted as more than a little bit rock'n roll. But for now, courtesy of his response to Evans' petition for divorce, it would seem that the lyrics to his honey's 2005 song "Momma's Night Out" were more than just a flight of fancy. "I'll be dancing barefoot while you put the kids to bed..." indeed.