It's Me on Holiday!

Definitely a lot of fun, great idea, Lauren!

EWW! Kimmel Slips RIpa ABC Gum

I was watching "Live With Regis and Kelly" this morning and they had Jimmy Kimmel on as a guest, when he puts in his mouth two pieces of gum, chews them and then puts them both into Kelly's mouth! Then she sort of does an Ashlee Simpson/SNL-type dance to distract you from the skeeviness factor. Yick, you heard it here first!

Sebastian Bach Gets the Best GG Line of the Night

Sebastian Bach had the best retort of the evening to Zach. "You're way deep in my bogus bag and it's ziplocked shut." Brilliant!

Good show tonight, although I'm sorry to say, the Zach/Lane proposal thing doesn't feel right at all. I was so hurt at how the whole gig for the record label combusted, it was Lane's dream for years shattered in a second. Lane looks so miserable, like she's settling. The poor girl needs....Joel? The guy worked so painfully hard to work his way not only into Lane's heart, but her mother's, too.

Loved the chemistry/frankness between Lorelai and Chris on his inability to say no to Gigi. It was really an uncomfortable, necessary moment that Chris even admitted, made him finally realize how it feels to be holding the bag when the other parent fails and bails. And I must say Lorelai and Chris are looking even more simpatico these days.

Man, watching Rory, I'm not even her mom and I feel wow, she's grown up a lot since the beginning of the show, she's so sophisticated and confident. I can only imagine her disgust at finding out about Logan's indiscretions with his sister's friends. And I was briefly frightened by that oh-so-predictable come on by Doyle. Thank God that ended there!

Watching the Tube Doesn't Make Me a Complete Boob

I'm going to go out on a limb and sound very 1950s, but I have to say that, despite the amalgam of bad television shows on the air, (of which I have often given my two-cent critique), some televised programming has brought our family joy. Like tonight, my daughter and I were laughing hysterically while watching "Whose Line Is It, Anyway?" that just felt soo good. I also think about our mother-daughter time watching "Gilmore Girls," or lying in bed crying over a wedding/heart attack double episode of "Roseanne," snuggling with Ian on the couch to watch "Six Feet Under," watching doctors work miracles on the Discovery channel, or checking out late night videos. They are small, fleeting moments, yes, but I cherish them just the same.

Morrissey Serenades the FBI

Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking when I said that I thought Bush was a terrorist... (FYI folks, I'm making this lyric up, as a take off on Smiths' "Big Mouth Strikes Again.")

Whether you agree with his politics or not, Morrissey's a bloody musician who simply made an offhand comment, that's all...no need to get the FBI on his case.

Measure for Pleasure

Last night Ian and I went to see a preview of the new Off-Broadway show, "Measure for Pleasure," a sex farce/romantic comedy of mistaken identities set in the 1700s, that's playing at the Public Theater. It stars Scotsman Euan Morton ("Taboo") as transvestite hooker Molly Tawdry. One of her johns, Will Blunt, gets her off the streets by getting her a job as a chambermaid. Morton is equally charismatic as a girl as well as a guy, and Michael Stuhlbarg's portrayal of Will Blunt, is wickedly funny and fragile. The dialogue flies fast and furious, and sometimes it's raunchy, but it's a sweet story in the end.

Introducing Dave Paul, aka Ru Chappelle

Now that you're back from Africa Dave, you'd better WORK!

Check out Thesuperficial.com

This blog is bloody hilarious, and the comments are just as entertaining.

Beck Breaks Away

I just watched Breaking Away, and I'm convinced Beck got an early start in showbiz starring in that film, as the main character Dave (I'm a Cutter, baby...). We are also treated to a very young, cute Dennis Quaid in shorts as a bonus!

Parental Control

Have you seen this show? I just saw it for the first time today on MTV. The parents don't like their daughter's boyfriend, so they set her up on two blind dates and the bf has to sit and watch the dates with the parents! Hoo hoo, time to get in the hot seat! It's kind of fun to watch the guys squirm.

Time for toast

This looks funny, Jack Black's new flick, Nacho Libre.

http://www.nacholibre.com/site/index.html

How's the Media Holding Up?

Ok, what's up with everyone wearing corsets at the Grammys?

Millions of Mindless Morons

Ok, first, I've changed my blog name. After deciding that I had to blog tonight and why, I felt it was appropriate. I realize my old blog name has nothing to do with the other (I eat one while I watch the other.) I'll probably get a completely new blog, but I don't want to have to go through the gruntwork right now of transferring everything, so I'll keep it this way for now.


And now for my rant. I'm frightened frankly, at the heavy-handed attention given to Oprah (and others, but Oprah comes first, because she's so special!)for being "lied-to," let down, disappointed, however you want to put it, about James Frey's book, "A Million Little Pieces." I will state right here that I have not read the book. However, I don't have to have read the book to know that this man does not owe me or anyone else, a damn thing. He wrote a bestseller to make money, for himself. He was his own subject matter, he wasn't covering someone else's story. Maybe he lied. But he owes NO ONE anything, except maybe his landlord and his own conscience if hasn't told the truth.

This is an age-old peeve of mine that grows stronger with each case, each year. There have been so many times where a person blames the media for impacting their life in some way (a negative way), and then trouble really starts brewing. A kid kills himself supposedly for listening to a Judas Priest song, so it's the band's fault. A woman spills hot coffee on herself, she sues. When Kurt Cobain killed himself, MTV thought others might do the same, so they created a support hotline. When Britney Spears tarts herself up in a video, parents bitch that she owes her audience. When kids watch certain video games, they're liable to re-enact those behaviors in their own lives, so the games must be pulled.

How fucking weak are you? You owe it to yourself to breathe, to have a brain and a heart.

You know who owes who something?
Spouses owe each other love and to play on the same team.
A parent owes a child to be there for him or her, always, to give them unconditional love, to have a clue of what's going on in their kid's lives.
Friends, like spouses owe their friends to be there for each other.
An employer owes an employee their paycheck.
We all owe each other common courtesy, the right to speak our mind.

I'm trying to think of situations other than those with monetary exchanges where someone can owe another something, and I'm falling short.

This n' That

I'm finding that half of what I write on this site revolves around television, movies, celebrities or the internet, so I think I'm going to change my blog to be called media whore. Catchy, eh?

*Saw 40 Year Old Virgin, sweet and hilarious, if a little painful at times.
*Saw Must Love Dogs, disappointing, although great chemistry between Lane and Cusack, and Stockard Channing is cool.
*Gilmore Girls-This week's was pretty funny (Paris is back in fine form as being the snotty Yale newspaper editor), but if Lorelai even dares to look at Luke the wrong way next week because he has a kid, I will fly out to LA to beat her up on set! I think it's cool that Luke is a father. I loved how proud he looked when he went online to see her web site.
*Chad Lowe/Hilary Swank breakup...can't say I'm surprised by that one. The guy seemed sooo insecure!
*My prediction for Brangelina's baby's name:Diablo Peach Pitt

In other this n that...
*I'm turning 36 next week! Life can always be better, but it's pretty darn great right now. I love my family, my friends, and I have accomplished alot professionally, just need to do more. Before my life is over, I want to write a book.
*I bawled like a baby when I realized that the cyclops kitten died. It lived for one day.

Dead Ringer

Someone should write a screenplay about Jeff Buckley's life and tap James Franco to play him, they look sooo much alike.

"Groundhog Day" Wisdom

"Maybe God isn't omnipotent. Maybe he's just been around so long he knows everything."
-Phil Conners in "Groundhog Day."

Feelin' the Holiday Spirit

Last night I, along with dozens of helpful parents, successfully hosted my daughter's school's Pizza w/Santa night, where my brother in law turns on the charm for tons of children as Santa each year (Ian helped keep Santa's quarters secure-at one point, I thought he was violating Santa behind the stage!) More than 300 people turned out, and the lines to see Santa were endless! One little girl asked him for her two front teeth! I was a nervous wreck before, but it all turned out fantastic. We also collected a bunch of toys for Safe Space, an organization that works with families in crisis, to help spread a little cheer for those less fortunate, that will be delivered next week.

Tonight we bought our fragrant tree and decorated it while crankin' the holiday tunes, and I'm feeling pretty good about life. I haven't gotten all my holiday stuff done yet, but you know, I'll find the time. My daughter wanted to watch Frosty the Snowman, but call me a mush, I can never handle it when he melts. I think we'll do a late night viewing of Groundhog Day instead. I never tire of watching that movie, ever.

S--- Before You Shop

I mistakenly thought it would be a good idea to try to do a little shopping on Wednesday, and actually hit the ---yikes---mall. At first, I thought it wasn't so bad, until I thought I'd make a pit stop at the bathroom, where the line was from here to heaven. An old fart hitting the guy's room said, "It's a good day to be a man," to chuckles. And when he came out, and saw the ever growing queue for the women's room, shook his head and sighed.

I could in no way shape or form enjoy shopping at the mall...everyone was like a bunch of vultures. I think for the most part I will be shopping online for the rest of what I need...and most definitely avoiding-the mall.

Wha??

"I for one do not dance to dance music; disco for me is a lofty metaphysical mode that induces contemplation." -Camille Paglia, in an article about Madonna on www.salon.com

Sorry Camille, but you're 'contemplating' too much here. When I go to a club or hear disco, I dance, feel the music, enjoy it, and the moment.

Sheridan Fest 2005

I'm resting now for the evening, as I prepare for tomorrow's annual potluck feast at my place, which will include somewhere between 35-40 people, including children. I'm really looking forward to having everyone here, even though I'm sure that the day will be all of a blur for me. Now I'm unwinding by watching "What Not To Wear."