Odds and Ends for a Friday afternoon

The ladies of Go Fug Yourself strike again, this time at inexplicable fashion icon Sienna Miller (link, scroll down). Discuss amongst yourselves.

Dancing with the Stars was fabulous again this week. My faith in the American TV-viewing public was restored when Evander Holyfield was given the boot. I know he’s a heavyweight champion, but he is just not a dancer. Apparently, being light on your feet in the ring does not transfer to the dance floor. Annoying General Hospital chick held on for another week, actually showing some improvement. One issue I have with this competition is that on each night, the couples are dancing one of two dances. This week it was the tango or the jive. Last week it was the quick step or the rhumba. I think this makes it really difficult to judge the couples against each other; these are very different dances. For example, the jive is really fast and involves lots of kicks. The tango is more slow and sexy. But whatever, this is some good TV.

Brian’s birthday is next week and I’m throwing him a party tonight. It should be very fun, but I have this tendency to stress a lot before hosting anything. This will be the third thing I’ve hosted in about five weeks (going away party for a friend in May, my wine group last week, and now this), so I’m a little over it. Luckily, the apartment is in pretty good shape from last week’s guests, so there isn’t too much to do. I’m ashamed to admit that I usually throw a lot of stuff in the bedroom and shut the door. Why do we have so MUCH stuff?