Sunday, August 06, 2006

Go Tigers...

Today I went to see the Tigers beat the Cleveland Indians 1-0. I went with Angie and Olive, however I was told that they did not want to see that picture up on the blog. I was going to tempt fate because I think very few people read this blog, but I decided not to. It was a hot fun, very very sweaty day. Just call me Sweaty Betty, which I am actually consider changing my name to call me Mrs. Betty, Sweaty Betty. I think it would be a big hit with the kids.

Now I am at home in the air conditioning enjoying my friend Kathy Griffin. I have been enjoying a lot of reality lately, like Making the Band 3. I must admit I have a little crush on P Diddy. It's not a big one, but their is something about that man's cockiness.

The Hills had it's season finale. And all I have say I can't be LC would skip Paris for Jason. Come on I know that you don't really need experience because you are on MTV, but it's a Teen Vogue and Paris. I would have said the hell with Jason and hopped the next plane to Paris.

Then there is of course, Project Runway. They kicked off Keith because he had fashion "how-to" books in his room. Which I am sure is against the rules, but it wasn't was I expecting. I wanted sabotage or a fight. Wouldn't that have been hilarious a cat fight between two designers. Uli seems so meek and mild but Keith pushed her over the edge when he slapped her. Ok it didn't happen, but it would have exciting. As for the rest of the show, it was good. Angela won the competition and Bonnie was ousted. I am ready for it to continue, sometimes I wish I didn't watch until the end of the season and then watch the marathon all in one day, like I did with Sex in the City.


2 comments:

Sweat Pants (at K-mart with an open bag of Fritos) said...

My pic wasn't so bad. Your eyes are drawn more to the creepy guy sitting off to the right behind us. Serial killer. Seriously. Don't know how we didn't spot him during the game.

JH said...

I like the name... I will have to check out the picture more closely.