Paper crowns and pretty dresses
My mother and I have matching paper hats (though mine is yellow and hers pinky red), from our leftover Christmas crackers. The dog is sleeping on the couch behind me, with her feet pushed against my shoulders. My mom is also sleeping, intermittently. The fire is dying down. The dancers were mostly terrific and Dancing with the Stars remains my favorite show.
My last night at home is lovely.
My last night at home is lovely.
posted by Dr. S at 10:18 PM
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I don't think being voted off "Dancing with the Stars" is sufficient punishment for either Master P or that sportscaster. I think each one may need to be publicly flogged. But hoorah for aging, but surprisingly bendy, broadcast journalists who kick better than any of Molly Shannon's characters ever could on SNL.
In a related development, I look forward to "Skating with the Stars," which I suspect may end up resembling an ice skating version of *Hostel*:
"Warning: The producers of 'Skating with the Stars' advise you that there are brutally intense scenes of violence and torture in this show. During recent advanced screenings, paramedics were called in response to viewers reactions to Todd Bridges' loss of an eye, Debbie Gibson's (probably) accidental decapitation, and Dave Coulier's attempts to be funny. You've been warned..."
Oh no! Debbie Gibson and Dave Coulier are both "skating with the stars"?! You see how selective my TV viewing is. It's as though everything except the two shows in my sights just doesn't happen.
I couldn't believe either Master P or Kenny M. Mainly, I couldn't believe that the show saddled those poor professional women with such heavy, awkward men (heavy not in the weight sense--just in the sense of their presences on the floor). However, I was pleasantly surprised by Younger Brother Lachey, who tied for first place in my mind with the Super Bowl Star. I thought Super Bowl Star was still a little rough, but he has a great look.
Sigh. Starting tomorrow, I'll have to arm-wrestle people into watching the show with me. Or, rather, letting me watch the show.
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