White Lines

This is what happens when Dish Googles "Simon Le Bon, Speedo." I'm relishing this week's white lines of sugar straight to my veins: key lime pie, blueberry cobbler, strawberry shortcake, chocolate fudge cake. Then there's Duran Duran's cover of Grand Master Flash's song, which Craig Ferguson covered on last night's show:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qYyy1VUFav0. I was a foot from Craig a few years ago when he did a signing for his book. My catatonic friend needed someone to escort her to his table. Usually, Dish is the one who requires a steady cane or Lorazepam to get near a star but I was cool as a cucumber (because I didn't care). Craig is super-charming, though, and higher on Dish's list for doing Duran. Thanks, IrishGirl!

Because it's noteworthy: Dishmama pimped out her daughter to a 70-year-old Santa-esque parking attendant sporting a beach ball under his shirt. Here's what she said to this random stranger, "My daughter's looking for single guys. Do you know any you can introduce her to?" And then she handed him five bucks. She doesn't realize I have the keys to the car and I could leave her stranded at a Lobster Shack. Then again, give her a pound of butter, a lobster roll, a glass of non-Chardonnay and she's happy as a clam.