Hot Mess

Amy Poehler's impression of Christian Siriano from Project Runway was BRRRRRilliant. Absolutely. What a mess she is. Tranny mess. Hot tranny mess. She's a bigger mess than the Messesseppi River. She's a mess in a dress. She needs to go to the Mess Hall. Actually the Mess Hall of Fame.

don't slap me cause I'm not in the mood

I could just slap Ms. Hartman... After one week in NY we are now watching American Idol. Doug says to me last night, with a chuckle, as that awful AI music started up, "So we are Idol watchers now?" And yet, he kept coming into the living room to watch the sundry performances. What the Hell happened to us? We think we are cultural elites. We aspire to be Cafe Society. Sometimes we even think we are intellectuals. I cannot be an Idol watcher! Simply awful.

However, I must say that this Amanda person with the fright wig absolutely must go. She cannot even *kind of* sing. What a pedestrian and inane show. Why did we watch it?

One thing it has going for it is that Simon character, the polemicist. "You are verging on haunted" must rank right up there. And, "Astonishingly, I must agree with Poe-lah"

I enjoyed Project Runway last night, but I didn't love either collection from those two who were duking it out. Just so so.