At 10:30 am on a Tuesday, there's not a hell of a lot to look at when you're stuck at a red light heading west on Hollywood Blvd at Cherokee sitting next to a city bus. On your left is a sidewalk homeless woman belting out some shaman-esque melody that's low Mariah Carey mixed with high psychosis, on the right, the birdbath-sized face of Tina Fey on the bus-side advert for her film Baby Mama.

Now, I know Tina is funny. And I know she's beautiful. And I know well that demure visage, with the delicate, devilish scar that runs like a forgotten off-road trail leading to a man's imagination: Dueling incident? Broken bottle catfight? Cheerleading stack gone awry? But it wasn't there. Gone. Erased. Sweet Tina's face was wiped as clean as the after shot of cured teen's acne ad. And, when I picked up a copy of Marie Claire in my acupuncturist's office, cover girl Tina's cheeks were as pure as driven snow.

Air brushed, nay computerized clean ups are de rigeur in Tinsel Town, of course. Boobs, asses, thighs, eye baggage, throat wattle, sure. But a prominent facial scar that everyone's seen live on Saturday night for yearsthe same fans that will presumably plunk down their hard earned for Baby Mamawho does Lorne Michaels (SNL kingpin and the film's producer) think he's kidding? Or protecting, more to the point, from that horribly disfiguring wound on Fey's face that will drive fans screaming from the box office?

Age-old Hollywood savvy stipulates that women need to be cleaned up. Marilyn Monroe's teeth got fixed, Rita Hayworth endured electrolysis, starlet pounds are constantly being starved off. But when it comes to men, well, no one flinches at James Woods' pitted mugthat adds character, which female stars are not allowed to have, other than perhaps a light Tilda Swinton frecklingand let's not even get into Seal. Yet despite what the studio art departments may want to sell you, the true fans on the web provide the goods. Skinema.com offers the apparent scarage of names like Catherine Zeta-Jones, Sandra Bullock, Elizabeth Taylor and Sharon Stone, who's curious neck scar has its very own site, SharonStonesScar.com. And believe me, they're not all from vaccinations.

Okay. Now that I've just utterly denounced the tradition of falsifying images of women to make them more attractive, let me do a subtle Hollywood flip flop and introduce you to Singapore's own Mr. Gary Lim, whose web site tells all

Learn the secret of airbrush makeup from Mr. Gary Lim, Hollywood trained professional airbrush makeup consultant. Mr. Gary Lim's return from Hollywood. It was started as a make-up department, to train make-up artists in a revolutionary way of applying make-up: Airbrush make-up. Workshop can be starts anytime.

Interested? The $489.00 price is negotiable, as long as you have cash. And can get yourself to Singapore, Block / House No.1, Floor / Unit #03-23, Sophia Rd.

ODD & ENDS

Not every citizen called for jury duty gets a six-sheriff detail like filmdom's Sylvester Stallone, but Rambo proved he's a regular old human when confronted with an L.A. courthouse vending machine that didn't give a shit who he was. I ordered M&Ms and got Skittles, griped the star, who showed up this month at the request of the city for a prospective jury pool for a wrongful termination trial. Though disappointed at the candy outcome, miffed Rocky was ultimately dismissed from the trial obligation. The really great part is that Sly was ordering from a machine.

After you've sapped your favorite H-wood talent's onscreen appearances and are pondering where to spend your copious entertainment-appointed free time, why not turn to notstarring.com? The site functions as a film trivia database (i.e. cubicle-friendly, time-killing stock house) that focuses on movie stars and the roles they turned down, auditioned for, got fired from, or simply didn't get.

What's better than not watching the stars in roles they never appeared in? In the grand tradition of Trivial Pursuit-ishness knowledge, well, just knowing about it! Which isn't to say that the whole thing isn't fascinating. Let's take Bill Murray, in the Roles Turned Down category: Animal House, Bad Santa, Forrest Gump and Little Miss Sunshine, to name but a minor few. And Madonna was up for the part of Ginger in Martin Scorcese's Casino, which allowed Sharon Stone to beautifully own the role of consummate shrew-hussy. All info is submitted by fans, who know everything.