End of the weekend roundup.

1. Entourage. It sucked. Yes, there are mad hot bytchz in it. Yes, it's fun to see a bunch of locations that I/we drive by daily. But, in the word's of the wise Tim Aaron, it's all so charmless. Adrian Grenier blows. And, while semi-funny, Jeremy Piven is a wee-bit over the top.

2. To wash away the post-Entourage blahs, I watched the best show currently on TV... that would be The N's Degrassi: The Next Generation. Are you people watching this shit? If not, a pox on all y'all. It manages to be so ovewrought and so hopelessly sentimental (y'know, exactly like high school) that you can't help but watch. In the episode I caught tonight, Manuela decides she needs to wear a thong to attract the boys, Paige enters an Elvis impersonater contest, Spinner and (fuck I can't remember her name) cut class in a sequence ripped from Ferris, and Emma stumbles across her chemo-taking step-dad's last will and testament. Oh it was all too scrumtralescent. Learn to love, peeps. Learn to love.

3. Finally saw Josh's bday card(s) to Tim. Nearly pissed myself when I saw (a) his illustration of Hitchens performing an act of sodomy upon Sully and (b) his use of the term "dark fuck-cave."

4. OK. That's all for now. Good night to all in Blogville.