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Jessica Simpson recently celebrated her boyfriend (QB for the Dallas Cowboys) Tony Romo’s  birthday at a club called Suite, in Dallas. From the looks of it, it is actually a hotel suite in Dallas.

The affectionate pair showed up at Suite, an exclusive nightspot, to celebrate Romo’s 28th birthday a few days early. (His actual birthday is Monday, April 21.)

The get-together included a blue, star-shaped, No. 9 birthday cake – a nod to the Dallas Cowboys star’s jersey number – champagne, and lots of dancing at the crowded club.

At one point in the evening, Simpson got on the mic and sang “Happy Birthday” to her beau – then they started feeding each other cake. (PEOPLE)

OF COURSE she sang happy birthday. Why wouldn’t she make his birthday all about her? “HAPPA- BUTH DAAAA TUUUUH YUUUHHH…I said uh, HAPPA- BUTH DAAAA TUUUUH YUUUHHH.”

Check out the hot chick in the black dress firing mind bullets at Jessica. Jealous much?

I had no idea that Jessica Simpson’s agent hated her so much. Sure, she was allowed to make her “Blonde Ambition” movie that about 34 people in Texas went to see, but that’s not the worst of it. The worst of it is found splayed across May’s Esquire cover where Jessica’s agent allows her to appear SHAVING HER FACE on the cover of a major men’s magazine. I get that she’s recreating a classic 1965 Esquire cover with Italian actress Virna Lisa, but seriously y’all this can’t be helpful to her increasingly non-existent career. And I’d bet money that Daddy Joe ghostwrote the entire introduction to the article. With phrases describing Jessica as “hot as fresh milk,” with “breasts like plucked guinea hens,” and “a caviar body lacquered in barbeque sauce,” surely this is the stuff of creepy Joe getting way too excited while trying to describe his daughter and not that of a professional writer. You can decide for yourself–check out the text and additional pics of Jess from Esquire below . . .

Here’s the video gossip recap with Lennon Miller for the week ending February 17th, 2008. Lennox dishes on Amrican Idol “ringers” Jessica Simpson’s new un-reality series, Marisa Miller’s giant boobs and Jane Fonda using the “C” word.

Since the Dallas Cowboy’s early exit from this year’s NFL playoffs, snipers and ninjas in the Dallas area are waiting for Jessica Simpson to step foot inside the city limits, because they feel she was partly responsible for the loss. Yesterday on his blog, Simpson’s ex-bf John Mayer asks us to politely leave Jessica alone. Sorry. He writes:

Dear Dallas and Surrounding Areas,

This isn’t a sports blog, and it isn’t a publicity stunt. (but have at me if it feels right.)

This is about doing what I think is right as a person, in this case speaking my mind.

I have never known anyone to have more pride in their home state and their upbringing in it than Jessica Simpson has in Texas. I don’t really follow sports, but I have played some of my biggest and best concerts in your state, and having witnessed how dynamic the spirit there is, I’m betting emotions are running high right about now.

All witty barbs, blogs, and fashion policing aside, that girl loves Texas more than you know. It’s one of her most defining traits as a person. So please don’t try and take that away from her. (You probably wouldn’t be able to, but it’s less work for all involved.)

I just thought it would mean something coming from the guy who has the absolute least to gain from this. And if I’m out of line in having written it, too bad. I can spare a Wednesday’s worth of bad press if it means sticking up for a good soul.

JM

ZZZZZZ. Whatever. After “I don’t really follow sports”, I kinda stopped reading. That’s because I pictured John writing this wrapped in a shawl, sipping sherry, and watching Barefoot Contessa. I figured he might not be the authority on the 3-4 defense or understanding why national media coverage involving your starting quarterback’s vacation might not be the best thing to happen to your team a week before a playoff game.

I’m not sure what the ACE Awards are so I’m not sure why Jessica Simpson attended them yesterday. But, I am sure that she managed to perpetuate her image of clumsy and ditsy when, at the event, she stepped into a grate in the street, got her heel caught in it, and teetered. Being Jessica Simpson, this faux paux of course had to be a camera-moment, and thus it looks like she worked the whole “OMG! I’m falling thing.” I don’t imagine that, say, Nicole Kidman or Angelina Jolie would have made an overly-exaggerated moment of the five second experience, but they’re certainly women with real talent no Jessica Simpson.

I, for one, find the whole thing amusing, but do wish Jess would have had a nip-slip instead of a regular slip, don’t you?