I'll feel bad if they break up. I NEVER should have called him Mr. Reese Witherspoon.vicious rumors about the break-up of Hollywood's Golden Couple - B - we needed a little new celebrity gossip!
What do camels, bazookas, and tanks have to do with customer service? I don't know, but I like it.
From Gawker.com -
did not pay for her ticket. However, Hilton's spokesperson insists the party girl intends to make a donation, saying, "Paris did instruct her accountant to cut a check for $10,000. They should get their money."
I was noticing how often I hear this song on the radio - at least once a day on my favorite '80s-'90s-today radio station - so I decided to write about it. During my Google search for a fun image, I discovered - just today - that Stevie says "Just like the white-winged dove." Until about two years ago, I thought she said "Just like the ones we love sing the song sounds like they're singing," which I guess doesn't make that much sense. When I finally deciphered the word "dove" instead of "love," I really, truly thought she said "Just like the one-winged dove." Now, a one-winged dove is really, really sad, right? It's a symbol of peace gone bad? And why wouldn't a one-winged dove sing whoo, whoo, whoo? I'm a mess.
There are some things in this world that are cheesy: those fake roses you can get at gas stations, a puppy in a basket for Christmas, Build A Bears, "Butterfly Kisses" by Bob Carlisle. But there are two things that transcend cheese, and cross over to schmaltz - Extreme Makeover: Home Edition, and Josh Groban. When taken independently, these two things are cheesy but totally cool. I watch EMHE when I can, and I went to a Josh Groban concert and own one of his CDs. I'm not knocking them, really. BUT, in combination, we just might exceed the level of cheese acceptable in one sitting. Think about it - EMHE makes me cry anyway, but hearing "You Raise Me Up" during the show? Pass the tissues. Well, I have it on good authority that we'll be hearing a little Josh Groban on this week's episode of EMHE.
This is Peter, husband of my good pal Kris, and an accomplished violinist. Peter and his playing partner Kyle play at really important functions all over the state of Oklahoma - they're quite good. Pete and Kyle will be playing the Josh Groban song "You Raise Me Up" on EMHE this week! This is very exciting. Kris says there's no guarantee that we'll get to hear Pete and Kyle for sure, but they did record the song for the show, so we all have our fingers crossed. Please watch EMHE tomorrow night - it's a two-hour episode, so lay in some provisions, but it's super exciting that my buddy is playing on national television. Way to go, Pete!
Most people will disagree with me, but I LOVE kids on leashes! I think it's adorable! You're giving your kids a little freedom and independence - just look at how proud this little tyke is, strutting away in front of his dad - but you're also keeping an eye on them and not letting them get too far away. I think if people put their kids on leashes in public a little more often, we'd have less child-snatching. My favorite type of leash is the springy telephone cord-type leash - I think they're really, really cute.
UPDATE: It was fun... kind of! It's an experiment to see if theatrical training improves cognitive functions like memory. I had to listen to and repeat two stories, listen to and repeat and two "grocery lists" (with items like drill, wrench, and pliers) and see figures on a computer screen and then draw them. All of that was fun, but when I got to the part where I had to solve math problems and then say a word, then remember the words in order, I got kind of frustrated because I didn't do so great on that part. My brain hurt.
Another season of Project Runway has come and gone. I'm sad it's over, I really am. I know that some of you non-watchers out there will be glad to finally stop getting Thursday morning updates, but I think there's going to be a little hole in my blog now. I'll try to give you regular PR updates, for old times' sake.


I have really bad time management skills. I never have time to practice my flute or give my baby a bath... just like in this clock!
Jada looks like a man in drag, for real. It's partly the strong jawline and partly the arm definition, but the kicker is the false eyelashes. WAY too overpowering for such a tiny person.
Naomi Watts in Givenchy... or is it Santino Rice? This looks just like the long nude version of his skating costume!
Look away from the scary hair and non-coordinating shoes! LOOK AWAY!
I am pretty sure I have plantar fasciitis. My heel hurt so much this morning that I just walked around on my toes. Maybe it's because I'm fat, or maybe it's because I'm trying to be less fat and increased my activity level last week, but my heel certainly does not feel awesome. I hope I don't have to get one of those sleep boots. They are decidedly unsexy. Does anyone know any home remedies for plantar fasciitis?
Hanging out with old people, part two:
My favorite Oscar moment: when the Wallace and Gromit guys put the little bow ties on their Oscars... so cute!
OK, I do not like Old Country Buffet. I ate there today because I was doing this community service project with some old people and that's where the powers that be decided we should eat. First of all, I don't like big buffets. The sight of all that food turns me off. Second, the food all seems pretty unhealthy - lots of starch, lots of fried, and lots of dessert. Third, because I don't eat a lot while I'm there, my buffet ends up being really pricey. I ate a $10 baked potato and bowl of frozen yogurt. No more OCB.
Poor Walk the Line. In any other year, it would have been a tremendous movie, but coming the year after Ray, it all seemed stale. This is not either movie's fault, just bad timing. I kept thinking "Seen it. Seen that, too. Seen that WAY too may times." Bad luck, WTL.
It has been really difficult for me to make my final Oscar picks this year. I'm torn in a lot of the categories. I think I should go with my heart in some of these categories, but if I do that, then I certainly won't win my Oscar pool. So here goes:
Only week until the PR finale! Who do you think is going to win? Based on what I've seen of the collections so far... I still don't know. My heart says Santino - his stuff is really, really gorgeous. Plus, between this week and last week's shows, he has completely grown on me. Maybe his arrogance was all a cover for insecurity, but I'm back liking him. But only a little. LA dwellers, how much do you think he pays in rent for that house? It looked big - and pricey - and how can someone who sold his shop afford that much house? At any rate... Chloe doesn't impress me right now. I did NOT like the big pink coat, and while the navy blue dress with the cut-out back was lovely, I have never liked Grace, her model, and I think that putting her in that dress as the show-stopping final piece of the collection is a mistake. I'm super worried for Daniel. I would love to see him win, but I think Tim Gunn's lack of enthusiasm is a bad sign. Yes, it's pretty stuff, and yes, women would actually wear it,
but it's possible that the collection didn't make a big splash at Fashion Week. I love that the non-finalist designers were brought back to assist the finalists! They're certainly going to need the help. Daniel needs buttons on everything, and Chloe and Santino looked like they had gone into mind meltdown. With that said, what the hell was Chloe thinking choosing Diana as her assistant? Why didn't she choose Kara? I think that plan will backfire bad.
What follows is an exact copy of my friend Zara's blog from a day or two ago. I have changed no words or grammar. Read it all - you won't be sorry."Thank you for calling Cherryland Blockbuster where we have more copies of the movies you want. this is zara, can you hold?"---"No, i can't maam. this is 911". "oh, shit! hey, whats up?"--" The police presence outside your building have requested that everyone step away from the windows, and if need be, take shelter."--"oh, thank you very much." CLICK
so, apparently, in 5 minutes, my job has gone from asking people if the want any double bubble cotton candy that turns to chewing gum, to, hearding michiganders into the unwindowed portion of the store so they don't get shot. hoo-fucking-ray! of course i tell everyone to get back from the windows, but these people are fucking retarted. i swear to god. apparently, it more important to press your face up to the glass and look into the car of suspects with firearms, than it is to avoid getting shot!!! oy. michigan breeds some good ones. so blady blady blah. at this point, no one is alllowed to leave the building for obvious reasons. this girl comes up to me and she was like, do you have a copy of waiting?? no, we're all out. and then she goes to walk out the door. i'm like, "umm, maam, you can't leave just yet. have you noticed what's going on outside??" "yeah, but i left my lights on, and my battery is gonna die. "it really isn't safe to leave right now maam." " you are gonna make me late for my date! what am i gonna do, stay in blockbuster all night? i don't think." she then proceeds to walk out of the building directly in the line of fire from the cops and the hoodlums. a small part of me wishes that she would have gotten shot. not died or anything, but maybe shot in the finger or something. like JD in heathers. oy. well that was my day. no shots were fired. the badguys took their precious time and then surrendered. the cops stuck around for another hour or two. and for the rest of the night i had to answer calls from a bunch of newsreporters and the like. my favorite call of the night was this guy that called like three hours after the fact.
once again:
"thank you for calling cherryland blockbuster where we have more copies of the movies you want, this is zara, how can i help you?" --"hey, uhhh, like, what happened earlier? my friend called and told me that some shit went down."--"well, there was a stand off in our parking lot. lots of police presence, it looked like two suspects. There were guns involved but no shots were fired. Everything is fine. the suspects have been taken into custody, and the police have already cleared out."--"oh, cause, like, my friend called and told me that, but he is just the kinda guy that would call and say something like that, ya know? like, he is always say weird shit like that, so i didn't really believe. but, uhh, wow. so what else happened?"--"well, that was about it. we had to stay indoors away from the windows and stuff, but everything went well. thank you for your concern though."--"yeah alright cause i was like, no, this isn't for real"--"nope, it really was for real. all over now though, are there any movies i can help you find?"--"oh, uh, no, i just wanted to call and see if my friend was lying or not"--"alright sir, well thank you for calling blockbuster and have a nice day." CLICK
so everyone, how was your day?
Zara's Blockbuster adventure - A+
I like to catch up on Oscar-nominated films, and while The Triplets of Belleville didn't stand a chance against powerhouse Finding Nemo, I had been wanting to see it anyway. Hooray for Netflix!
Celebrity couples - you can love 'em, you can hate 'em, but you have to link their names. Bennifer, TomKat, Bennifer, Brangelina, and others, I'm sure, but this weekend, I heard the best one ever:
As many of you know, my very good friend (and former roommate) Dustin is a member of the national tour of Sesame Street Live: Elmo's Coloring Book. Our friend Linda and I made the little trek to Detroit's Fox Theater yesterday to see the wonders of Elmo's Coloring Book for ourselves. After seeing the show, I have decided that being a high school drama teacher is not my true calling. No, I'm giving all that up and I'm going to follow Elmo's Coloring Book around the country. You know how some people do that with Phish, or used to with the Grateful Dead? Well, I can't get enough of the ECB, so I'm going to take my life savings and see them as much as I can. For real.
One of the perks of knowing the STAR of the show was I got to attend the "meet and greet" with Elmo and Grover. Elmo was much shorter than I expected. There were some little kids at the meet and greet, and they just about lost their minds with excitement. It takes special people to be good with kids while wearing big fuzzy costumes, so mad props to the Elmo and Grover folks for being super nice. From left to right: Dustin, Linda, David Copperfield, Elmo, Grover, and me - a melange of color!
Blogs aren't for everyone. I know a few people who started blogs and couldn't hack it, and quit after about two weeks. The world would be a better place if we still had regular updates from these charming bloggers, but what are you gonna do?
Hmmm, The Constant Gardener... this movie was wonderful, thought-provoking, complex, and visually stunning, and I would say one of the best movies I've seen in 2006, but I don't usually go for complicated, quiet "thrillers" that don't come together until the very end. It was painful, really, because the movie made me angsty. I was worried for the characters, and I wanted to know the outcome immediately. Also, when a movie confuses me long enough, I get a little turned off - like, Get on with it and tell me the truthful answers, so about an hour and forty-fvie minutes into it, The Constant Gardener started to really piss me off. I think The Constant Gardener will require a second viewing so that I completely understand it, and I'm not ashamed to admit that.
Wow! Kara's engaged! Kirsten's pregnant! Emmett has bizarre hair! Lupe's crazy, and John's THIN! Last night's show was pretty exciting. I liked how they tried to feature everyone, even though some people just didn't have as much exciting stuff to start with. I mean, Heidi Standridge is stupid AND was only one on show, so she wasn't too much fun to hear from. I was stunned by how nuts Lupe seemed. Maybe she was just super drunk, but I think she has some issues. Also, I'd like to know more about this big Nick-Santino falling out. It didn't seem that bad on the show, but at least five months have elapsed since they shot it and when they aired it. Maybe s celebrity gossip column will fill us in.
Oooh, I'm so excited! One of my many little sisses from sorority days is an accomplished quilter, and a few months ago, my parents sent her all my old sorority, band, theatre, and a couple miscellaneous t-shirts so she could turn them into a quilt... and I got it in the mail today! I really, really like it. It's so big, I think it would fit a king-size bed - granted, I don't have any beds that big, and it barely fits in my linen closet, but she fit in all the shirts I wanted, which is super cool. Also, Heather quilted it in this beautiful hearty-swirly pattern. Really, it's totally gorgeous. Mom had thought that the quilt could be backed in fleece, but Heather's machine can't handle that, so she backed it in bright turquoise and hemmed the fleece, so now I have a new quilt and a new fleece blanket. I don't know it it's anything I will ever put on a bed, but it's really cool to have as a memento, and if anyone ever comes to visit again, now we have some extra blankets!
A few weeks back, Noah and friends were talking on their blog about Shelley Long and her bad movies, including Troop Beverly Hills. Now, I love Troop Beverly Hills - it's one of my most favorite movies; I always like that Tori Spelling, Kelly Martin, and Carla Gugino were in it when they were young, but I always wondered what happened to Jenny Lewis, the little girl who played Shelley Long's daughter (that's her in "A Friendship in Vienna"). Well, just yesterday, while reading an old copy of Jane, I discovered that Miss Lewis has been keeping busy with a little band called Rilo Kiley.
Jenny's all indie-fied, and I don't know if I like it. Look at her! She's so hip and beautiful in that cultivated, I'm-a-musician kind of way. How much do you think she paid for that dress? Either twelve dollars or seven hundred dollars, and both prospects kind of gross me out. I guess to me Jenny'll just always be the little redhead doing the Freddy on the lawn of the nursing home.
One of the best things about out-of-town guests is their desire to eat out. Last night, Nate, Meggie, Nate's mom and dad, Nate's friend Tony and I ate at The Blue Nile Ethiopian restaurant. I had eaten Ethiopian food once before, with Nate and Tony at this little place in Lansing, and it was super good, so we all suggested that the whole crew try it. Tony says Ethiopian food is like what they eat in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom (although I thought they ate monkey brains in that movie, but whatever). There were no utensils - you use this thin spongy bread to sop up the food. Blue Nile gave us jasmine-scented hot washcloths to clean our hands before we ate, which was a really nice touch. We ordered the meat feast, which was delicious.
My favorite part was the spicy red lentils, and I also liked the mild chicken. Everything was really good except for the potato/carrot dish; it was just too much like what comes on the side of pot roast, and had nothing interesting about it. For dessert, we had the tradition Ethiopian dessert of chocolate mousse in a white chocolate cup... what? It was good, but was it Ethiopian?
My little Meggie is visiting this weekend, and to show her thanks for the home stay and to have a little Mom celebration, she brought a box of Godiva G Series chocolates. Mad props to Meggie for bringing such an awesome host gift! Nate, Meggie and I had a chocolate tasting party last night - we cut most of the 15 pieces into three little pieces so we could each have a tiny taste of each of them (mad props to Nate for suggesting this idea). As you can kind of see from this picture, these chocolates are works of art - lots of them were hand painted, and all of them were "hand crafted." From top to bottom, left to right, the flavors were:
the set-up: I'm walking behind these two girls, when suddenly a guy starts to walk past them.
My friend Erika thinks pets in clothes are super creepy, but she's never seen Wombat in his fancy turtleneck. My future sister-in-law knit this for her parents' dog, and I think he looks like a champ. Notice the sassy orange stripe, mixed with the mottled sage green - very chic. Plus, he's a pretty little dog, and probably gets cold when those winds blow in off the ocean, so I think this sweater is perfect for when Wombat gets a chill.
Kara is OUT. I'm a little sad about this, because she really started to grow on me, but ultimately the top three designers made it in to Fashion Week.
I have a secret - I have a penchant for African-American men. Well, African-American celebrities. My first celebrity crush was Denzel Washington on St. Elsewhere; a few years later, I fell for Blair Underwood on LA Law. In November, I fell head over heels in love with Jesse L. Martin - he has the most beautiful smile. Now I have a new favorite - Robin Szolkowy, the Olympic pairs figure skater from Germany. Why him, do you ask? Because of his ass. Robin has the most luscious ass I've ever seen. True, those figure skating costumes totally accentuate how wonderful it is, but he really does have a luscious melon ass.
Look at those cheeks! They're like pillows made of muscle! I just want to squeeze them. Robin, if you ever need your butt squeezed (by someone who does NOT look like Christina Aguilera - what's up with that?), just give me a call and I can fill your butt-squeezing needs.
Curse the impulse buy! I was in Best Buy looking for a video game chair for Nate, and saw this little gem on sale for $16.95. I had to get it! I want to catch up on all the things I missed during the first season (which is basically everything, since I started watching about four episodes from the end). I'm pretty excited about it. Now, I shouldn't have even gone into Best Buy, since I already had a Valentine's Day present for the Nate-Dogg, but I did, and I left with something I wanted just a little but couldn't resist.