Nick Rhodes Birthday Eve

The news is snoozeworthy:

Aguilera can't escape comparisons to Gaga. Sheen's going to jail for three minutes because, as always, he acted in a way that is natural to him. He will be incarcerated and then he'll go home and nothing will change. Sandra Bullock has made two award show appearances, regaling the crowd with her humor and girl-on-girl kiss. She's back!

Most odd is my constant staring at the beautiful ring on my finger. Hoards of women have cooed over "Ringy" and I've cooed along with them. Since age 5, I've been on the periphery of weddings. Very interesting to be in the center of it all. Is it wrong that I am mostly thinking of the cake and the ring? Will start "testing" of wedding cake early in honor of Nick Rhodes's birthday. He had flamingos at his wedding to the gorgeous heiress with the long legs (Julianne?). Though the only animal at my wedding will be Dishstepfather.

Over Hill and Gale

Thank the Goddess for Google alerts. I need to know whenever Gale Harold is on television. Sadly, due to my busy schedule, I missed Gale's recent appearance on CSI:NY. Never fear, as everyone slumbered, Dish tiptoed to her computer, flipped on Hulu and viewed His Perfect-Haired Highness playing a wacky professor who harbors a biological weapon. An injured Gary Sinise watched Professor Gale being evil in an oh-so-subtle homage to Rear Window. Gale strapped on a gas mask and injected a bird with something bad--leaving shades open for all to see. I know academics have sh&t for brains but somehow Gale made it work. Most important, he looked amazing. His hair was a little short for Dish's taste (which involve Season Five of QAF). Still, I won't quibble.

I know I should address the integrity of Gale's work. There was a moment at the end of the episode when I believed he really was a crazy academic and the brilliance freaked me out.

The Blind Side

It's corny as hell, but TG and I cried all the way through The Blind Side. By the end, we wanted to go into the worst neighborhood and bring home a large black man to live with us (and raise to play pro football). It's no Casablanca but I'm glad it won an award. A lovely story.

More divorces. Cesar Milan is no longer the Wife Whisperer as he and his are divorcing after 16 years. I'm not broken up about it since I always thought he was gay.

Gorgeous Rue

Phoning It In

Mariah is preggers.
Celine is preggers.
NYC Housewife Sonja Morgan was busted for DWI (tee hee).
Sheryl Crow adopted another kitty, I mean, child.
Bethenny Frankel lost 30 lbs in one month (no big whoop, Dish does that under extreme stress)
Chace Crawford was arrested for Mary Jane possession.
Orlando Bloom hsa dsylexai, oho al al!

Okay, I'm going to go back to staring at the ring on my finger. This engagement haze will go away I'm sure but given it's such a monumental life change, I'll enjoy it.

The Third Celebrity Death...

Who knew I was so psychic? This death hits me hard in the chest. Rue McClanahan is the original Samantha Jones/Brian Kinney/Shane McCutcheon. Blessings on her coming and going. And yet...

...have to say...

...it's hard to grieve right now as Dish just got engaged. I'm a lucky girl. It's a miracle.

Where's the Telethon for the BP Spill, George?

In a different life, Dish worked for BP Oil. They were nice to me, and the offices were plush--the only good part about living in Cleveland. Aside from the usual condescension toward assistants, I basked in a world of friendly workers. I even went to the 40+th floor where God Almighty himself resided. As the oil gushes into the Gulf, I can only think: Screw the scientists and BP. We need the brilliance and testosterone of James Cameron. Only Hollywood can stop this crisis so let's leave it to the professionals.

It's official: I'm over Fergie the former Duchess of York. The I-was-drunk-and-only-trying-to-raise-money-for-a-friend seems like a steaming pile to me. If I had 40K, I wouldn't give it to a friend. I would keep it. That $$$ is mine, especially if I'm broke. Surely, the Royal Gingie could've steered herself in a better direction all along. She keeps getting caught doing silly things so I'm done.

R.I.P.: The Gore Marriage

The Al and Tipper separation is causing me some agita. What happened? Was she off her meds? Did he cheat? Or was their union much like An Inconvenient Truth--full of solid information but kinda nap-inducing? I'd like to think general boredom occurred and nothing scandalous. Either way, I'm grabbing a wall for support.

Children of famous people are at severe risk, though TG reminds me even normal people die tragically. Ted Koppel's son died yesterday after a twelve-hour drinking binge. His record of drinking never did bode well for a healthy future. I feel bad for the Nightline Gingie, who must be in mourning.

I need a Snickers bar, STAT.