Dancin'
I watched this show last night for the first time that has apparently been popular for quite some time now. It was called "So the Stars Think They Can Dance."

Frankly, I don't get it. Maybe I just don't appreciate ballroom dancing, or know the little nuances, but when I see that chick who used to be married to the tatooed skinny guy from Blink One Hundred and Eighty-Two (tm my father-in-law)cuttin' a rug to an orchestral version of Kris Kross' "Jump", I have to scratch my head.

I'm all for the cheese factor. But this was boring cheese. Moldy cheese. Fromunda cheese.

The only high point was when A.C. Slater's trainer punched his lights out. Heh.

The only problem is, there's nothing else on on Tuesday nights, so I just may end up watching this nonsense again. I need help.

Knockoff
I'm pretty sure I'm in possession of a sketchy purse.

A few days ago, I went to a little gathering at someone's house, and there were some "designer" purses for sale there. Think Tupperware, but handbags.

Um, it wasn't me. It was a friend of mine. Actually, I wouldn't call them a friend so much as an acquaintence. A stranger really. I'm making this all up.

So anyway, this fictitious person who went to this non-existent purse party picked up a sharp little number that is a dead-on replica of a ... famous designer whose name starts with Kate and ends with Spade.

It's so dead-on that to this totally made-up person (who is DEFINITELY not me, nor any of my friends or relatives) wouldn't know the real deal from the not-so-real deal. This made-up character isn't really brand-savvy to begin with, but it looks authentic. And so did all the other purses at the party. So this girl, who I don't even really know, is beginning to think that maybe these ARE real, and that they fell off a truck somewhere.

This woman, who I have completely made up in my mind, as well as this party, because it certainly never happened, was a little bit sketched out when the woman who brought all the purses to the party had me, I mean her, make the check out to "cash."

Now my fictitious friend is having buyer's remorse and hasn't even used this fake Kate once. For now, she still uses her trusty old purse purchased from the designer boutique known as Tarjay.

Evs
Ah, so another summer show has run its course. Can I get an amen?

Rockstar: Supernova (also known as Rocktard -- thank you to whatever HT'er coined this term) ended last night, and glammed up rocker Lukas was the winner.

Evs.

I was a Magni fan myself. As a whole I think the Supernova originals were unimpressive, and the rocker contestants' tracks had much more potential.

I just heard on the radio that Supernova cannot keep that band name, as there is another Supernova that sued them for the rights to the name. The other Supernova won.

I have a suggestion for them, and it's a good one: Savage Animal. I'm sure Sebastian Bach won't mind.

What's even funnier
Is that later that day, after the jump rope incident, IBL was pegged on the head by a beach ball. In our office. He was not the intended target, but an innocent bystander. He was in a co-worker's cube, and another co-worker threw the beach ball over the cubicle wall, not knowing that IBL was in there. Much hilarity ensued.

19. When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried?
This morning, in my boss' office

I'll share, because it's one that I want to remember for when I write my tell-all book about my place of employ.

Apparently, IBL works out. With a trainer. Which is funny enough on its own, but only if you know the guy.

So... he's working out, with the trainer, and they're jumping rope. Which is funny enough on its own, but only if you know the guy.

So... he's jumping rope, and somehow his foot gets caught in the rope, he goes down, and sprains his ankle. Which is funny enough... you know the drill.

What we were cracking up about, however, was imagining the people who got to witness this firsthand. IBL is anything but graceful. He startles when people approach his desk. He walks into things all the time. He walks backwards down the halls of the office. With his tongue out. So the jump rope incident had to be nothing short of a train wreck. I'm sure the personal trainer and about 4 or 5 other people got tangled in the rope, there was property damage involved, the whole nine.

OK, I guess it's only funny if you know the guy.

Mailing it in

I saw this on one of my myspace friends' bulletins, and usually I don't do memes, but this one looked like fun...

1. Have you ever been searched by the cops?
yes

2. Do you close your eyes on roller coasters?
I don't think so, but it's been a while since I've been on one, so I don't remember.

3. When's the last time you've been sledding?
Hmm. 8th grade?

4. Would you rather sleep with someone else, or alone?
I sleep with someone else every night, but truth be told, I'm a bedhog.

5. Do you believe in ghosts?
Not until one comes up and smacks me upside the head.

6. Do you consider yourself creative?
Only on Tuesdays

7. Do you think O.J. killed his wife?
Is the sky blue?

8. Jennifer Aniston or Angelina Jolie?
Rachel, all the way!

9. Do you stay friends with your exs?
Not usually

10. Do you know how to play poker?
Not at all ;)

11. Have you ever been awake for 48 hours straight?
I love sleeping way too much.

12. What's your favorite commercial?
The Geico Caveman commercials. "I'll have the roast duck, with the mango salsa..."
"I don't have much of an appetite, thanks."

13. What are you allergic to?
Strangely, nothing.

14. What is right to the right of you?
Merriam Webster's Collegiate Dictionary, several piles of CDs, and a printer.

15. Have you ever had a Choco Taco?
I think so but they're not as good as Cookiepuss.

16. Boston Red Sox or New York Yankees?
Satan or Beezlebub? Do I HAVE to choose?

17. Have you ever been Ice Skating?
Took lessons and was on my way to being a pro; had it not been for the song "Thriller" for Michael Jackson I might be chillin' with Michelle Kwan right about now! (I was terrified of the Vincent Price laugh part of this song when I was 5 or 6, and they played it at the rink where I took lessons, so every time the song came on I had to hide in the bathroom. Eventually I just quit taking lessons from the trauma of the evil laughter.)

18. How often do you remember your dreams?
Pretty much every day.

19. When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried?
This morning, in my boss' office

20. Can you name 5 songs by The Beatles?
I'll name my five favorites:
Michelle
Something (all-time favorite -- might be on my top 10 favorite songs of all)
If I Fell
Yesterday
While My Guitar Gently Weeps

21. What's the one thing on your mind now?
getting to bed

22. Do you believe in love at first sight?
Abso-frickin-lutely.

23. Do you put salt on a turkey dinner?
not usually

24. Do you always wear your seat belt?
That's me, goody two shoes.

25 what cell service do you use?
cingular

26. Do you like Sushi?
*hurls*

27. Have you ever narrowly avoided a fatal accident?
*knocks on wood*

28. What do you wear to bed?
Some t-shirt/short combo. Tonight: an Ohio U tee and mens boxers that I've probably worn since 8th grade

29. Been caught stealing?
See answer 24

30. Have you ever been on the funny website?
what the hell does this even mean?

31. Do you truly hate anyone?
As my husband asked his brother: "Do you hate people yet?"
"No, not yet."

32. Classic Rock or Rap?
Classic rap.

33. If you could sleep with one famous person, who would it be?
*mulls*
Ryan Adams.

34. Have you ever been punched in the face?
No chick fights.

35. What food do you find disgusting?
Raw tomatoes (but not cooked ones), all fish, raw onions (but not cooked ones), raw mushrooms (but not cooked ones), cauliflower, veal, cool ranch doritoes, probably many more if I really gave it some thought.

36. Do you sing in the shower?
I'm a shower supah-stah!

37. Did you ever play, "I'll show you mine, if you show me yours"?
If I did, I don't recall.

38. Have you ever made fun of your friends behind their back?
Yes. Today. And the day before.

39. Have you ever stood up for someone you hardly knew?
Probably?

40. Have you ever sang in front of the mirror?
The mirror is my biggest fan.

The day after the holiday
What's the best thing about today?
It's Tuesday.
What's the worst thing about today?
It's Tuesday.

My holiday weekend was exhausting. Not because I did a ton of stuff, but because I was with a certain 13-month-old who just discovered the fine art of walking, and wants to do it ALL. THE. TIME. The aforementioned 13-m.o. also developed a cold sometime during the weekend and turned into a snot faucet. Trying to wipe his nose? Not so fun for him or me.

I haven't really had much to post about lately, I don't know if that's just because my life is that boring, which it is, or if I have been finding other ways to amuse myself online. Or both.

I will now return to my afternoon of eating candy at my desk and ticking off the seconds until 5 o'clock.

Rest in peace, mate.