No more Taylors, please. There are simply too many of them in my life right now. I just got around to taking down my Taylor Hanson posters last year. And it took me MONTHS to accept that Taylor Swift wasn't an evil succubus (GIRLS! Amiright, boys?) and that she might be worthy of my love. So now there's this Taylor Kitsch kid who's getting all sorts of press lately for having really great abs, LIKE WE HAVEN'T BEEN SOLD THAT BILL OF GOODS BEFORE. And yes he's cute, and I suppose that's a really good name, but the hair is really '90s douchebag and like I said: NO MORE TAYLORS. Of course, he's playing the lead in the new Battleship movie (based on the classic Milton Bradley board game!) so that does not bode well for his movie career. Maybe he'll just go away and I WON'T have to love him after all.