Last night I watched Bravo’s newest show, “Top Chef Masters”, fully expecting to see the always foxy Padma hosting. But no. There’s some new chick in town, and her name is Kelly Choi. Like Padma, she’s way too thin to be a food critic. EAT A FRIGGIN’ HAMBURGER… OR SEVEN. Honestly. There is such a disconnect between being rail thin and being a food critic. How on earth do they do it?
Kelly Choi seems a little wacky, so I did my research. She’s a model, duh. She hosts a show in NYC called “Eat Out, NY”. (Keep your dirty jokes to yourself.) SHE ALSO EATS RAW EGGS. And if you want to know more about her and all the other crazy things she eats every day, click here. She also drinks. A lot.
She did alright last night, but I’m still on Team Padma. What do you think of her?
Yup, former Girl Next Door Kendra is having a baby! She announced her pregnancy when she was asked why she didn’t participate in the champagne toast at her bridal shower. (Apparently, according to Perez, her mother and grandmother are pissed because they found out at the same time as everyone else…) Congratulations to Kendra and her hubby-to-be, Eagles wide receiver Hank Baskett! Can you imagine? A baby bunny at Hef’s mansion, just coming to hang out and play. That would bring a whole new meaning to the phrase “playmate”, would it not?
Yeah yeah yeah, this was SO last week. (Maybe you haven’t seen it?) But here it is anyway! It still makes me laugh, even though the second half is not nearly as funny as the first half. Enjoy!
So, we just drank a bottle of champagne, ate three pounds of food (some of it vegetables, I swear!), and spent an hour trying to create some sort of “Best of SWTCTW” list. The problem is, all of our posts are so amazing, and we are so witty and entertaining and wonderful, that it’s hard to pick just a few select posts. Slash we drank a bottle of champagne and it’s just too hard to deal with stuff like that.
The point of all this is that Six Words To Change The World turned one today!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SWTCTW! We were very excited when we realized this today, and you should be too. If you’ve been with us for the whole year (Dave, Susannah, Carlos, Mike, Abbey, Kelsey, Maddy, etc., we’re looking at you), thank you from the bottom of our bloggy hearts. (Kathleen: “I was just about to say, ‘Please write “bloggy hearts.” I hate you so much.'”) But seriously, thank you, everyone, for reading. Stick with us, and hopefully we can celebrate our second anniversary together next year. Until then, enjoy a little champagne, or maybe some cake, or maybe just this video (we’re still laughing, a LOT, a year later):
So even though most of us (or maybe just people like me who don’t know much about ’80s hair bands) only know Bret Michaels from his addictingly bad reality show on VH1, apparently he really was, at some point, famous for being in a band. For reasons I haven’t quite figured out, he and his band, Poison, performed at the Tony’s last night, and at the end of the show, Mr. Michaels got clotheslined by his set. See for yourself:
My first I’m-clearly-going-to-hell asshole reaction was to laugh. A lot. Because who doesn’t love seeing people (especially people who are men who wear eyeliner and have ridiculous blonde hair and star in reality shows about falling in love in two weeks) fall? But apparently he might be hurt? Let’s hope he’s not, for the obvious reasons, but also because then we can laugh at this clip with less guilt.
Kathleen must be given credit for finding this wonderful link to 25 of Nickelodeon’s Best Original Songs, but she didn’t post about it yet, so I win! Mwhaha.
I thoroughly enjoyed purusing these videos yesterday, because watching Nickelodeon took up about 50% of my childhood. The other 50% was spent eating some form of fast food almost every night. (My mom used to work late as a nurse and was horrified to discover, a decade later, that chicken fingers and french fries made up a substantial protion of her daughters’ diets. Thanks, Daddy!)
My sister and I love to try to remember all of the Nickelodeon shows that we were obsessed with, and this Top 25 Songs list helps with that. I mean, Doug is a given. But shows like My Brother and Me? Totally forgot about it! Clarissa Explains It All? Amazing. (Don’t pretend you didn’t have the biggest crush ever on Sam. It made me wish I lived on the second floor just so that my best guy friend could have a ladder and sneak into my room whenever he wanted.) And I’m not sure whether to be proud or embarrassed that I still know all the words to the Salute Your Shorts theme songs. I could have used a few references to Wild ‘n’ Crazy Kids or Guts, but I’ll take what I can get with this brilliant piece of You Tube-y nostaglia.
These days, I feel pretty bad for the kids who weren’t allowed to watch as much teevee as I was. What happens if “Nickelodeon Shows” is a Kings category? What if people start talking about how weird it was that Alex Mack turned into silver goo, and you don’t get the reference? How humiliating. (If you are one of those kids, please do yourself a favor and memorize the songs from the Top 25 list. Then you can probably fake your way through most of the references.)
So, to get all big picture for a second…it’s sort of strange to think that I spent so much time watching the teevee and eating horrific fast food, and ended up turning out okay. Of course, I played outside a ton, and I’m sure my mom snuck some vegetables in my diet when my dad wasn’t looking, but if a kid exposed to all that trash and poison managed to get through college and has turned out reasonably healthy and normal, do parents these days really need to be obsessing over Baby Einstein and organic milk and French lessons? I wrote a few speeches on this in college, and now I’m sort of obsessed with this topic. There’s certainly a lot to think about, there. (If you want to read a legitimate article about this, not just the ramblings of an unmarried, childless 20-something, check out this NY Times Magazine article.)
But since I’m (erm, hopefully!) many years away from worrying about this stuff fer real, let’s all just join together and appreciate the awesomeness that was Nickelodeon in the ’90s:
And speaking of le television, if you need a new show to get addicted to this summer, and you’re four years behind the times like I am, please start watching Weeds. You won’t regret it.
KILLER UPDATE: From a Gchat conversation with my friend Rachel, because I know you love getting inside looks at my deep, deep Gchat convos. (Background: Rachel and her friend Meghan are frm South Orange, NJ):
Rachel: here’s a tidbit u will enjoy
they filmed pete and pete in south orange me: no way! Rachel: and used meghan’s house for hair and makeup etc me: NO FUCKING WAY! Rachel: not the whole thing of the show just parts me: THAT IS THE COOLEST THING IVE HEARD ALL DAY
It doesn’t take much to get me riled up on a Monday morning, I guess.
Here’s a cute clip that’s been going around the Interwebs lately. What I love about it is how Sesame Street defines marriage as two people who hug and kiss, live together, love each other and are best friends. [Insert Bert and Ernie joke here. Ha!] Does that scare you, NOM? The Sesame Street definition is simple, and probably the best one I’ve ever heard. We are never too old to learn lessons from Sesame Street. Thank you, Jesse and Grover! (PS- How adorable is Jesse?!)
America’s obsession with the Gosselins is getting ridiculous. Today, one of the top Googled searches is for Kate Gosselin in a bikini and these pictures are flying around the Interwebs like craaaaaaaaazy. Normally, I’d be a little weirded out by that kind of Google search (because it’s usually done by pervy dudes who live in their parents’ basement). But this one, I kind of get. I mean, the lady has had eight kids. Sick curiousity makes you want to look. By the way, TMZ calls her haircut the reverse mullet. Agreed. I HATE IT.
Here is what she looked like preggo and before she became a teevee MOMster:
So here is what she looks like, five years later, in a bikini:
Ah the wonders of a tummy tuck and a personal trainer. I’ll admit it, she is a pretty sassy mama of eight. Minus the HIDEOUS hair and attitude. Kate Gosselin, I give you the obligatory RAWR.
Today is a sacred holiday. It’s National Neil Diamond day. Let’s take a minute to appreciate how glorious this man is and the impact he has made on our lives.
What a fox. RAWR!
Ba ba ba! So good! So good!
Check out the outfits in this one. Neil Diamond is all that is man.
Yup, former Girl Next Door Kendra is having a baby! She announced her pregnancy when she was asked why she didn’t participate in the champagne toast at her bridal shower. (Apparently, according to Perez, her mother and grandmother are pissed because they found out at the same time as everyone else…) Congratulations to Kendra and her hubby-to-be, Eagles wide receiver Hank Baskett! Can you imagine? A baby bunny at Hef’s mansion, just coming to hang out and play. That would bring a whole new meaning to the phrase “playmate”, would it not?
six words to change the world. 