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Today's Scoop suggests that the presence of Tara Reid's mother at the former Taradise host's 30th birthday party might not have been conducive to the debauchery typically on display in Reid's critically acclaimed movable performance art installation about the dangerous combination of fame and open bars:

“She wasn’t falling all over the tables like she sometimes does,” says one attendee, a regular at such events. “It might have something to do with the fact that her mom was sitting there eagle-eyeing her all night.”

At one point, Reid took to the drums and started jamming away. “She was wild and swinging her hair back and forth and the crowd was really getting into it,” reports the source. “She turned around to freakdance with some guy and a hand reached out and pulled her away. It was her mom.”

It's one thing if Mom's tsk-tsking and withering stares make her daughter decide against using her navel as a receptacle for a flaming shot of tequila, but that "I'm just looking out for my little girl" act gets tired when it steps over the line into "freakblocking." Turning 30 is hard enough without having your mother trying to deny you meaningful male companionship.