No, I don’t want to talk about the fact that my beloved Tarheels have dropped their first two ACC games. Really. I don’t. Moving on!

I spent much of the weekend catching up on my Netflix list, starting with WALL-E. It was just as good as everyone said, which is really kind of rare. I mean, it’s a movie about a robot. With, like, hardly any dialog. So it didn’t exactly seem like my kind of thing, except that it IS Pixar, and they don’t disappoint. Just so, so sweet. I even got choked up a few times (and in a good way, not like I did watching the game last night. Oh, but I’m not talking about that.). Then, last night, we watched a doc called Operation Filmmaker, which was also really good. It was about an Iraqi guy who was profiled on MTV because he wanted to be a director, and so Liev Schreiber invited him to come work in Prague on his movie Everything is Illuminated. But what they expected to be this super-happy ending was, of course, more complicated. Isn’t it always? Anyway, I really recommend it. Now I just have to find a way to convince my husband to watch American Teen, and I’ll be all set. Maybe I just need to tell him it’s about race cars and bikes?

When I wasn’t watching movies, I was trying NOT to obsess about the fact that my tiara, up for auction to benefit the New York Public Library, does not yet have a single bid. Not a one! Which means that, if the auction end approaches and it’s still gotten no love, I’m going to have to find some way to bid on it without it being obvious it was me. Maybe I’ll get one of my friends to do it? Or my brother? I’ll do what I have to do. I mean, it’s so cute! Maybe I can convince Penguin to get it and then I’ll wear it on my book tour. Hmmmm…

Finally, a confession: I am oddly, STRONGLY drawn to The Rock of Love Bus show. I know. I know! It all started because I was watching Confessions of a Teen Idol, where they take former heartthrobs and give them a second chance at fame:

It’s produced by Scott Baio, and you KNOW I love me some Baio. But this is at least a show about redemption and second chances. What is the Rock of Love Bus about? God only knows. I DO know I can’t post a picture of that cast because, well, this is a family kind of blog. Do a Google search if you want to see what I mean. At any rate, it’s like a trainwreck, and I can’t stop watching. Is it Bret’s bandanna? The amazing feats of plastic surgery? It’s hard to say. All I know is it’s almost as shameful as bidding on your own tiara. But oh, well….

Have a great day, everyone!

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