Yes, the broadcast date of the 6th installment of The Amazing Race is November 16, and the CBS site has been updated with team profiles. After learning a lesson about not forming too many opinions on people before the premiere airs (that is, I tended to dismiss the TAR4 Klowns until I felt the Klown Luv and realized they were terrific, fun racers), I won’t say much. However, what’s with the woman in the red pullover and the “lookit my boobs!” pose? Oh, right, she’s a model. The professional wrestlers kind of bug me, but who knows? They might turn…
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The concert is today at 4pm at Holy Moly. I have to run around a lot, so more later.
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And so it begins – the next season of TAR features a good sister/bad sister team from Utah, and the “bad” sister is a former stripper, while the “good” sister is a devout member of the Charch. Now maybe I can get my sisters hooked on this highly addictive show. To eeeeevil! *clink*
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I’ve been happy that AAR got around to offering a Windows Media stream; I couldn’t listen to Real Audio at work and the alternative feed via KPOJ in Portland didn’t carry Randi Rhodes in the afternoon. Lately, I’ve been listening to Al Franken off and on (and watching his weekly highlights on Sundance) but had fallen out of the habit of listening to anyone else, including Randi. Yeah, she’s abrasive, but sometimes you need that to scour the crud out of the old pipes, ya know? And every now and then, she plays that goofy “Bounce Your Boobies” song. Gotta…
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Couch Baron and I agree to go to the party together, and about thirty seconds after he picks me up, I say this to him: “When it is 1:00 in the morning and I am cursing myself for wearing these shoes, you should feel free to remind me of this moment, which was my opportunity to go back to the hotel room and put on the perfectly sensible pair of black pumps that are under the edge of the bed right now.” “Got it,” he says. It’s been a while since I checked, but Miss Alli posted a recap of…
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There’s a lot of bad news in the world; sometimes it’s good to remember the sage philosophical advice of Douglas Adams, author of The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy.. I see via immediacy that it’s high time I checked in with the movie doings, and also the new radio series site, which includes hoopy things to check out such as the original text-based game (I could never get Arthur Dent out of his bedroom, but he had aspirin in his pocket). My God. Did I just say “the friggin’ new radio series??” I’m listening to it now. It sounds pretty…
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Ah. How good it is to know that in a few short weeks, we start all over again with a brand new season of Wackos Around The World. But for now, here’s Miss Alli’s recap from the best, most nailbitingest finale ever on TAR: Previously on My Entitlement To Victory Is Broken! This Is Bullshit!: Colin and Christie won practically everything, with the exception of the Mr. and Ms. Congeniality banner. Chip and Kim were “bottom-feeders” who blew the first leg by failing to read the clue. Brandon was all Psycho Jesus Boyfriend Guy, and then he kind of pulled…
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I was on my normal morning route to work – a little earlier than usual because I’m backing up my team leader, who’s out today. And I was not looking forward to it on a Friday, and on this particular Friday. So I was bombing along passing big-ass trucks on the right because there was a motorcyclist riding along over on the left, and I wanted to give him plenty of room. And he had that body language that big guys on big bikes get: leaning back in a relaxed, uber-macho position with his big engineer boots propped up on…
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Eliminated in Hour 1, Leg 11: Bowling Moms. The 4th Place Curse is still undefeated, as a popular team gets the [BOMP!] on the last elimination leg. Winners in Hour 2, Leg 12: Chip and Kim – and yes, there was much screaming. My throat hurts. 2nd: Colin and Christy – MUCH more satisfying than third place, as far as I’m concerned. Karma, baby. Sweet karma, ass. 3rd: Brandon and Nicole, who were first to the last Pit Stop, last to the Finish Line. God? Needs a little more hot water and some bath salts, please. What happened: A flight…
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It’s to-night! The finale for! Amazing Race! At last we get to see! Who’s out leaving just three! To chase a million bucks! Around the world! [BOMP!] I’m about to start watching the two-hour finale: anyone calling the house will be totally ignored unless there’s blood, tragedy, or it’s Phil on the line calling from TARCon. As David says every week before he hides in the basement: “Let the screaming begin.”