Margaritaville

I was thinking about James Cameron yesterday, and how he claims to have found the 1st Century tomb of Jesus Christ.  Then I started asking myself why don’t we send this genius into the mountains of Pakistan and ask him to find Osama bin Laden? 

At a minimum, he should use his expertise to tell us the father of Anna Nicole’s baby.

Last weekend, I did some spring cleaning.  And by spring cleaning, I mean I dusted.  

However, I was able to get a major home improvement accomplished.  I hung four wine glass racks.  One of them is holding margarita glasses and now, every time I see them hanging upside down, I start craving that frozen concoction that helps me hang on.

I love it when Ashley Alexander reads the mail on Imus in the Morning.  Is this girl cute, or what?  I think this may finally be it for me.

Setting a co-worker straight – Thanks, Freddie R.

Tyra Banks cops a feel from American Idol’s Katharine McPhee.  Sweet.

Send a personalized greeting from Britney Spears.  Don’t type “Dick” as your name because I already tried it and she says “Richard.”  Damn.

Don’t know the reason, stayed here all season.

Benny