You can't stop the beat.... wait a sec.

First things first... ABC is bringing back THE MOLE! Not this one (although this little bugger is a tad bit creepy AND cute at the same time) but the 2001 super kick ass reality show with Anderson Cooper! Yaaaaaay! Well except without Anderson Cooper... but with someone Anderson Cooperish? We'll see. All in all, this past holiday while cooking for 2 days straight,FOX REALITY had a marathon of the second season. It was as if Santa read my diary! And I thought to myself "Aww... how I miss this show! Remember when Katherine was the Mole? Or how during the celebrity version when they had Corbin Bersen and Steven Baldwin... both seasons!?" Oh... it was wonderful! And its coming back!!! YAY!

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The other night, we went to watch Sweeney Todd and while I can't say it I loved it... it found it different from the usual type of movie musical that I typically enjoy. Like where were the big dance numbers!?! Bright costumes!?! OVERALL YUMMY HAPPYINESS?! Plus all during the movie I kept on thinking-

"Its that Jerkface Peter Petigrew... he's gonna turn into a rat soon!",
"This sailor guy looks like Clare Danes!",
"Borats pants are waaaaay to tight."
"This b*tch behind me needs to STOP singing a long."
"Johnny Depp's face is flawless! Er, I can feel a pimple on my chin!!"

Its weird. I like Johnny Depp. I like musicals. But it was a little to gory for my tasting. Well super gory. Ridiciously gory. It was good though. Just different. ;)

Chug a hug!

I'm not much of a drinker (seriously), but in honor of the brand spankin new American Gladiators, I'd like to propose a drinking game-

Take a shot/drink
-Every time contestant makes a reference to their present day job in relevance to the task at hand. (i.e. "I finished medical school... I can finish this!"
-When a contestant makes a reference to reaching their dream, a wish coming true, or any sort of achievement cliche.
-For every camera shot of a homemade sign in the audience. Take an extra one if there's a witty pun that somehow incorporates a Gladiator's name.
-Every time Wolf howls.
-Every time the camera gets a shot of a contenders baby.
-Every time you see Hellga and think "That skirt does NOTHING for her thighs."
-Every time you see a Gladiator falls into water.
-Every time a contestant bad mouths a Gladiator. Double that if that Gladiator gets angry and the contender looses the event.
-Every time a Gladiator growls. Double that if the Gladiator is a girl
-Every time a contender looses but is still HAPPY to be there.

Also, though very unlikely...
5 shots for every contestant who finishes the eliminator without any setbacks (i.e. falling off the hand bike, sliding off the treadmill, hitting head on underwater fire piping, etc...)

Any other suggestions? At this rate, you'd be shitfaced by the second event. :P

Gladiators ready!?!

Are you ready... for a TICKLE FIGHT!?!

So I'm watching the new AMERICAN GLADIATORS and while I was little sad that we couldn't get into the taping when it happened, I'm actually super bummed right now because of the cheesiness of the entire thing. I'm already 19 minutes into the show and I've managed to actually LAUGH OUT LOUD probably about 5 times. Did you know they have a girl gladiator named HELGA?! Seriously!? I dare not to make fun of her mainly because she IS a Gladiator... but with a name like Helga, she was destined to be a big, tough, burly girl who can kick ass. And how.


OH. And they have a Gladiator named Wolf. He's hairy. He howls. Surprise surprise. Breaking those stereotypes right??

*UPDATE* WHAT THE F*CK was up with the Elimator!?! I think that one chick that lost just died. They should use one of the obstacle courses from NINJA WARRIOR. That would rock. Hardcore.

Maybe the Sun will shine today....

I've said it once and I'll say it again... I love the rain.

I love driving in the rain. Breaking out the umbrella and walking in the rain. Sleeping in during the rain. I love how the ground just glistens and the whole world is shiny. I love the fact that whether I'm toasty in the car or outside in the cold, my cheeks stay rosy. And despite being somewhat clumsy and slipping off of sidewalks and falling ass deep into puddles, I love the fact that it has happened because in the end, although embarrassing, it makes a good story*.


*True story! First thought that came into my head as it happened was "My purse has my expensive and lovely camera! Must not let that fall or get wet!" Second thought was "Whoever is driving pass me right now is thinking 'What the f*ck happened to that girl.'" Finally, while sitting in the puddle corner completely soaked I realized that "This sucks. F*ck rain and f*ck these boots."

She thought the Dalai Lama was... a llama.

I must have watched MUSIC and LYRICS a dozen times this past week. In addition to having it recorded on my DVR, HBO keeps on showing it over and over again hence me walking around the house singing "POP GOES MY HEART." Its bright, catchy, and gosh darn it... the actual music video makes me smile. Now the song is stuck in my head.



Now it is my goal to get it stuck in yours. Enjoy!!

Oh happy day...

Have you been watching CLASH OF THE CHOIR?!

No. Seriously.

I'm watching it right now.

Its sorta awesome. I've already voted for Nick Lachey's choir 20 times the past couple of days. And I'm going to vote another 10 times tonight.

Don't judge me.

First of all, Nick Lachey = 98*. 98* = instant happy Nicole. Remember when we camped out for the Howie Mandell show just to see them perform? Or the moment WANGO TANGO 1999 "Wild Wild West" tickets went on sale and we grabbed the phone because 98* was headlining along with Ricky Martin, Will Smith and Dru Hill? And 98* opened with "HEAT IT UP?" And thought we got totally sunburnt, that was an awesome day wasn't it? OH! Remember the 98* poster where Drew, Nick, Jeff and Justin were dressed up as dirty, hot, sweaty firefighters? Yeah... I do. See... instant happiness!

OH and you know how I love Sister Act!

The show, if you didn't know, has musical celebrities going back to their hometown, forming a choir with "normal people" and singing for a chance to win a quarter of a million dollars for a charity back home. The funny (not really) thing is that every choir has some sort of sob story. Nick Lachey has a father/daughter combo who are singing for their mother who has cancer. Kelly Roland had a Katrina Victim. Michael Bolton, who's charity is for battered women, has a former battered woman. And country cutie Blake Shelton has fellas from the armed forces.

But Patti Labelle scares me for some reason. Sure her choir is powerful... but still. There's smoething diva-ish about her Oh and when she was on, Mom sort of slipped...

"I like her wig."
"Wait. Did you say 'wig?'"
"No. I meant her wakeup."
"Wakeup?"
"MAKEUP. I was staring at her hair..."

I read an article where they stayed that she would threaten her choir by saying "Sing off key or I'll slap you." Or something along the lines. Whatever it is... that sucks.

Tomorrow is the finale... you really should watch. :D

And the call it Puppy Love...

So as I was driving home from work today, I noticed this HUGE ASS dog in the neighborhood. Seriously. It was so HUGEASS that I thought it was a wolf. Seriously! I even paused a bit as I was driving pass it just to make sure that it wasn't a wolf... but alas it was just a HUGE ASS dog.

Anyways, so 2 hours later, I left the house to run some errands and when I turned into the street... there was that HUGE ASS dog again! I slowly make my way around the corner and stared at the dog. I began to think that perhaps this HUGE ASS dog was lost! He had run away and now he couldn't get his HUGE ASS home. Now, we have our very own runaway pup in the form of our beagle Britney, who always somehow manages to dig her was out of the garden. But there was has always been some kind stranger who would find her and call us to let her know that she hadn't been run over by a car. Heartbreak averted right? So I'm sitting there in my car thinking that possibly this HUGE ASS dog has a family at home who may be worring for him. And what if I'm driving tomorrow morning and I see HUGE ASS CARCASS at the freeway entrance and that easily could have been voided if I just did this one nice thing and find the owner. Right?

So I drive home and I start walking. I walk back down the street and I can't seem to find that HUGE ASS dog again. I circle the block and nope... I can't find it. I'm walking for about 10 minutes (in the cold might I add!) and when I decide that I'm going to head back home... there he is!! HUGE ASS DOG! I'm super happy and I ease my way towards him. "HI BABY" I said in a high pitch voice hoping it will calm this poor lost thing. I patted my knees and tried again, "Come on honey!" The funny thing is, the dog responded! He looked and me and stared back. Then the HUGE ASS DOG barked. THE HUGE ASS DOG BARKED LIKE NO TOMORROW! THEN HE STARTED WALKING TOWARDS ME! BARKING!

"Oh hell no!" I thought to myself and turned around.

Sorry HUGE ASS dog owners. I tried... but your HUGE ASS dog freaked me out.