12 Jan 2006
So I talked to gorjus several thousand times yesterday and not once did he mention Project Runway. I thought perhaps he was a little preoccupied, no big deal, whatevs, and then around six I emailed him this email:
Subject: PR tonight!
Are you coming over? We’re having breakfast for dinner, which will feature your favorite foods, eggs and bread. You should come over unless we’re not friends any more.
He wrote back and said yes.
So he shows up, and Larry is making lumberjacks (hash browns with onion and cheese and tomato and ham) and scrambled eggs and a couple of poached eggs and some corn beef hash, and we are all hanging out in the kitchen debating whether or not gorjus is a Terrible Person (I vote no), and we eat and it is delightful, and soon it is 8:45 and we are watching the last part of last week’s Project Runway.
gorjus is reading an Entertainment Weekly and is engrossed in it. I keep making comments about Santino being a heinous, dirty dishmop and how I never noticed that Chloe is 3 feet tall and gorjus is barely paying attention. As the credits roll and the new episode starts to come on, gorjus suddenly comes to life and flips the fuck out.
gorjus: IS THIS ON NOW? IS IT NEW?
Sally: Uh, yeah, it’s Wednesday and you’re at our house.
gorjus: OH MY GOD I THOUGHT WE WERE JUST HANGING OUT!
I thought it was a particularly juicy episode. Lots of twists and turns — not only was it the Banana Republic challenge, but it was a group challenge and they had 12 hours to finish the product aaaaand they had to create a window display as well. The following elements made the show complete:
Diana’s meow-meow voice
Chloe, 3 feet tall, paired with Emmett, 11 feet tall
pretty clothes one might actually wear (including two adorable jackets that I cannot link to because bravotv.com makes my computer crash)
Santino in the bottom two — again! — with his ugly flapping flame skirt that is totally not Banana Republic
a scary moment where Santino sang and danced and then grabbed Weeping Andrae’s behind
The elimination, which was a no-brainer, was awesome to watch. I mean, there’s no way they’re going to eliminate Santino and Nick, who have both won challenges and done fairly well, and keep meow-meow Diana and Marla the copier. But for a moment I could dream, although honestly: the show would suffer without Santino. There, I said it. It doesn’t mean I like him or anything; it just means that he brings an element of revulsion to the show, which makes good television.
And speaking of television: I wasn’t going to watch Dancing with the Stars, but I have recently heard that my girlfriend Ashly Del Grosso is back! And therefore I’ll be watching tonight, although the fact that she is paired with Master P makes me want to kick someone in the neck.