This Week's Trend Smells Like Cheetahs

Cheetah Girls that is.

Our crack team of trend-spotters (GET IT? SPOTS?!!!) came across the Cheetah Girls dolls at Target, the masstige crap warehouse that we couldn't and wouldn't live without. It comes with earphones so you can put one of the dolls hands up against the ear part when she's singing. Just like Jessica Simpson! (When we watch American Idol we always keep a sharp eye out for contestants who are doing the ear-holding thing when they sing. That usually means they're gonna be real good and professional like.) Cheetah Girls are like the Pussycat Dolls before the Death Eaters sent them into a super-slutty dimension of bad pop and even BADDER fashion. We hope the Cheetahs never change. Or if they do, we want Raven Symoné to make the most money. We love girls who live life with the windows down and the RADIO UP!

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Last Night's LOST = E (for emo)

When Sun finds out Hurly is pregnant with Locke's cheeta baby, the race is on to see who'll pop first! Obviously, the island becomes divided along confessional lines, with all the Sunnis supporting Hurly and all the Shiia backing Sun. The situation deteriorates until Hurly's van blows up outside Desmond's tent, causing him to be flung, yet again, into the past.

Other points of interest:

-Kate mamma drama (plus wacky new Sawyer connection!)
-THE MONSTER RETURNS!!!!!!! Quick everyone hide in a banyan tree! It can't get you there!
-Hurly gets sneaky...
-Sun maybe kinda starts to think Sawyer is an OK guy. Well, not really.
-A coyote wanders into the Island Quizno's and takes a nap in the drink cooler!!!

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Last Night's Lost Gets an "M" For Magical

In spite of ingesting TOO MUCH BOOZE after getting off work, Patrick and I sat down for an intimate evening of Lost. And it is official. The SHIT IS ONCE AGAIN ON FIRE (as pictured above)!

Not spoiling anything for anyone, all I have to say is that you have got to LOVE a show that introduces and develops new characters on a desert island for the sole purpose of killing them of so they can tell you how they die.

Hopefully, next John Locke will give birth….

To a CHEETAH!

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