this just in: live-blogging the Golden Globes

This just in: I just decided I will be live blogging the Golden Globes, starting with the red carpet on E! at 5 pm cst. So, meet me back here and refresh every couple of minutes for tipsy commentary on fashion and awards. Don't worry, they serve booze at the Globes, it's all good.

Sunday rewind: PSB

Is it just me or could today use some Pet Shop Boys? That's what I thought. And no, these songs are not just '80s, as Pet Shop Boys are timeless.

My Pet Shop Boys were doing mash-ups long before the word "mash-up" was thought of. "Where the Streets Have No Name (I Can't Take My Eyes Off of You)" is fabulous. And not just because I think I was a Las Vegas showgirl in a former life.

Next is the song with possibly my favorite title of all time, "You Only Tell Me You Love Me When You're Drunk."

Most of my favorite song titles are PSP songs titles. Here's another one: "I Don't Know What You Want, but I Can't Give it Anymore."

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Finally, it's the remix of "Always on My Mind/In My House." I've always liked the synthesizers in the remix better than the original cover of "Always on My Mind." Oh, and Neil does this spoken-word rap thing that's just great. And only in the remix does he sing "maybe I didn't love you" at the end of song — because that's what you want in a love song.

Here is the spoken-word part:

You were always on my mind thats true
I never thought of any-one else but you
You were on my mind and in my dreams
I should have stopped to make you see
You were always

I worked so hard I thought you knew
My love I did it all for you
I never really had the time
I guess you couldn't read my mind
You were always

And that is how we do Pet Shop Boys on Sunday.

shots

So, this digital short was on SNL last night.

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I normally loathe Pee Wee Herman, but this was funny. This video speaks the truth. Anderson's eyes are a national treasure.

a picture is worth bunches of words

It's been a day.

It's been a Xanax martini kind of day. Parker Posey knows what I'm talking about.

I’ll be there dressed as Alexis in shoulder pads

The powers that be are making a Dynasty movie. Oh, yes they are. The creators are likening it to Mad Men, making it a '60s prequel of the '80s series. That means young Blake and young Alexis.

I think we all know what that means — Alexis fighting with women other than Krystle. But for old times sake, here are Alexis and Krystle falling in mud.

Those were the days.

this would have been me

This would have been me in high school if we would have had cellphones back in the day. A girl is texting and falls into a mall fountain. Poor thing.

As someone who has no sense of balance, I shouldn't laugh at this, but I did. A lot.

via The Daily What

I ain’t no penguin

Neither am I.

via Amy Vernon

random Thursday randomness

I thought it was Friday until three or four minutes ago. Do you know what that means? I have to get up at 6:10 tomorrow morning to get the precious angels ready for school and stand outside in the below freezingness to wait for the bus. Not happy.

The end of the song "Dog" by Ben Folds where he gets a phone call while recording and the chick calls him "a cumquat" makes me laugh.

Have I confessed before that for like a year I thought "pearsandapples" in the Harry and David catalog was some new breed of fruit that was a pear crossed with an apple? It was a box of pears and apples. Have I mentioned that I'm a bloomin' genius?

And I'm not even blond. This is not a crack against blonds. Some of my best friends are blonds. Or bottle blonds.

Why do I write things that let you people know I'm dumber than you already you already thought?

I'm going to get shirts made that say "my blog is big in the Balkans."

I'm not favoring the Balkans — I know you're reading all over the world. In fact, here is the map of recent visitors to the blog.

Shout out to my one reader in Guam!

No readers in Greenland this evening, but the night is young.

I read today that Oprah ate 30 pounds of macaroni and cheese after her movie, Beloved, bombed at the box office and she identified that she was depressed. Oprah, some of us like to call that a good night. 30 pounds of macaroni and cheese, a bottle or two of Kahlua, and a few cases of Thin Mints will get a girl through most anything — breakups, bad hair day, getting fired, Oprah not offering you a show on her new network…

I left out cheesecake. And like I always say, don't ruin it by putting fruit on it. And for the love of Philly, don't let it be blueberries. Don't mess up my cheesecake with antioxidants.

I'm getting "don't mess up my cheesecake with antioxidants" on a tshirt too.

So, today it was announced that because of some kind of bullshit with the moon the zodiac astrology stuff has changed. Now I'm a Gemini instead of a Cancer. I'm no longer a disease. I don't believe in astrology, but if I did I just know this would piss me off.

What's funny is that now people who always believed their horoscope may just notice that those things are pointless. Unless you read the ones on The Onion. Those are hilarious.

The youngest child's teacher sent home a ziplock bag of glitter for a project tonight. Guess who is all sparkly now. Go ahead guess. I'll wait. Yep – it's me.

I'm going on a trip to Orange Beach, AL next week. In winter. On purpose.

I'm packing my bikini and a parka. Just kidding. I own neither.