It just occurred to me that Bob Vila should marry Martha Stewart. They'd have the most awesome house ever.

You know, it occurs to me that I am probably both the best and the skinniest customer of my local pizza hut. I find that combination to be hilarious ( Read more... )

Shortly after I made my last post, Earl was voted off the Lap of Luxury, a survivor style supposedly reality TV show in which people are voted off. I knew whom it would be before they showed the vote because, during the commercial break before the vote, they showed a clip from next week's show, and the clip included everyone except Earl ( Read more... )

Earl is about to be voted off the Lap of Luxury.

My Kirsten Dunst was ranked number 27 on TNN's list of the 100 most irresistible women. She should've been first instead of Halle stupid Berry. But even then I can see how some confused people might find her attractive (if certainly not even close to the *most* irresistible). But Madonna and Queen Latifah at 9 and 8? That's just distasteful. ( Read more... )

Canadian Bacon is on Cinamax right now. Nothing else is on anything, so I'm watching it. Some of you may remember awhile ago, on my previous journal, where it occurred to me that the reason Canadians may be so jealous of Americans (to even a greater extent than the rest of the world is, with the obvious exception of the French) is that there is ( Read more... )

I'm watching the Gilmore Girls right now. I can't believe I ever stopped watching this show. It's delightful. Even more delightful than the lovely Jennifer. Rory's fencing in this one. I think I like women in single color jumpsuits that go all the way up to their neck.

I saw the movie 28 Days Later yesterday. It's about the world after a quick-spreading virus that turns people into zombies is released that infects almost everyone, seen through the eyes of a guy who just woke up from a coma he was in when it all happened. It's sort of like what the movie Resident Evil might be if it kept going after its end. ( Read more... )

Holy shit. The guy from the Planet of the Apes was from Fort Wayne, Indiana. Not in real life, but in the movie.

I kind of like the music in the background of the commercial for the new Charlie's Angels movie. So I looked it up on the internet, and you know what? Pink sings it. And you know what else? She looks like a man now. And an ugly man at that. She always looked stupid, but at least she used to look like a stupid, attractive woman.