HUNGRY GIRL, the actual TV show, not just the spectacular person, debuts this Saturday 4pm EST/1 pm PT on The Cooking Channel. Set your DVRs and enjoy the premiere episode, “You Wanna Pizza Me?”
Oh, wait. You have no idea…
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thank you for flying oceanic airlines
January 5, 2011
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Proof that time travel does exist: our lovable Hurley has given us a gift.
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Now I’m rewatching all the episodes of LOST in hopes of catching something equally as prophetic. Call it research.…
the next big hit
November 2, 2010
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I’
m going blind. Not officially or anything. But it might be time to test the peepers when nearly every bald man across the room looks like Tom Colicchio. It wouldn’t be that much of a stretch today, here at…
don’t feed them after midnight
August 3, 2010
I don’t know if this was a Gremlin law, but I’m pretty sure the deal was that you shouldn’t get a Gremlin wet or they start multiplying, fat balls of fur flying across the room like ping-pong balls projected from…
can chemistry grow outside of a petri dish?
June 29, 2010
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Okay, chemistry, biology, call it what you want. This redhead’s drawing a line in the sand. To the point where I never want to say “quite Frankly” again, lest I have to say Frank.
I realize posting about a TV…
see yourself on reality TV
May 17, 2010
I dare you to watch Tough Love Couples on VH1 and not A) Bite your nails; B) See yourself in it; C) Realize what could use some work in own relationship. That’s right, DARE. This shite is good. Almost Temptation…
LOST: a spider ejaculated on Allison Janney’s hair
May 11, 2010
Lost notes, live, as I see it.
That chick, I know her. She’s Richard Alpert’s woman, peg perego. Crap, no, that was Isabella. This lady before our eyes is Claudia; we haven’t met her before. And wait, Allison Janney? For…
oscartini’s and cry babies
March 8, 2010
I have plenty to post, but you’re gonna have to wait for it. I need to collect myself, defrizz, hydrate, and sit with the thoughts. I need sleep.
We all screamed and wept like little girls when Sandy won. Sobs.…










January 7, 2011
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