dear britney stay in rehab, stay in rehab, STAY IN REHAB! for pete's sake, child, get a hold of yourself! we you know you hate the paparazzi - and they really are evil worms - but beating an SUV with an umbrella is not the way to make them go away. they key is to get sober and become boring. it worked for Tara Reid, honey, and it can work for you. good luck.
american idle i could have sworn that Randy or Simon or someone was quoted before this season began, promising the closest, fiercest competition yet. initially, i assumed that meant there was a plethora of amazing talent. now i realize we'll all be picking the singer who sucks the least. what is going on with this show? with the except of maybe two guys and four girls, it was like nails on a chalkboard this week! and sooo boring. they chose all the wrong people when they picked the top 24. so what, Baylee Brown forgot her words during the group sing? i guarantee she would not have picked a (gouge my eyeballs out with a spoon) Celine Dion song to perform this week. it's just a weird show this season, a very weird show.
meredith lives not that it was any surprise. the show is called Grey's Anatomy. i thought
Sandra Oh was awesome last night (especially her displaced passion for the 99-cent store) and i even sort of liked the Denny-in-the-afterlife aspect. what drove me mad was at the end, when Addison watched Derek in Meredith's hospital room, being so tender and so very dreamy, and said to McSteamy, "He never loved me that much" (or whatever). it brought up a burning question that's been rolling around in my head for a while now: what is so damn lovable about Meredith? is it the lisp? the freckles? (the freckles i could understand.) because she strikes me as whiny and needy and self-absorbed. she's skinny as a rail and her hair tends to be stringy. what's so appealing? i'm really not being catty, i promise. i just don't get it.bern baby bern i am excessively sad about Bernie Williams not re
turning to the Yankees. i suppose there is still a sliver of a chance he could slip back into his #51 jersey, but it's not very likely. baseball is a business, they keep saying, and of course i get that. but this is Bernie. i always considered him on the same level as Paul O'Neill and i can't imagine Brian Cashman or any of the other Yankee brass treating Paulie this way. i guess it's one of those impossible situations - letting him go seems ridiculous, but there's no room to keep him. the roster is crowded with talent. not that i'm complaining about that, but it's too hard for me right now to imagine not seeing Bernie in pinstripes again.so close i can smell it it's colder again today, which is reasonable since it's still February, but i swear the air smells like spring. that's enough to put a smile on my face (even as i'm wrapping my scarf tighter and stepping around piles of dark gray snow). less than a month to go...
happy weekend, kids. be good, and root for Little Miss Sunshine on Sunday night.
mb
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