"Life With Bonnie" has the unenviable position of competing against the Old Warhorse, "Frazier". I confess, I was never a "Cheers" person and while I think the writing on "Frazier" is usually above par (not hard to do), the whole concept has been exhausting. The joke is "...and they AREN'T gay!". Ok, I got it already.

It's a show about class, Frazier and Nile mincing around Upstairs while Dad and Daphne clod around Downstairs. It was a good subject to tackle - in 1995 when dot.com mania and the noveau riche were setting up camp in Seatttle. That Frazier hob-knobs with those people is not overlooked but I doubt they're all clinking wine glasses now.

Bonnie Hunt is not half as insipid as her network rival. She's the whole show and allowed to express herself without being stuck with Network "kooky people" add-ons to drag her down. She occasonally reminds me of Jennifer Saunders, carrying on conversations while narrating her frantic thoughts. Her effort gives an extra zing and the jokes don't feel force fed.

Not an easy thing to do, especially when so much of TV is hard to swallow. Life With Bonnie anchors a night of comedies on ABC, but with all the hot air they've stuck around her, she'll need all the help she can get.

10:44:58 PM    sro home /

Ok, I'm still stuck on the Mother Theresa thing.

I don't mean to sound like a total Fag, but I must add I really dug the whole "white linen" thing. My motto has always been "If you find a look that works, stick with it.". She obviously didn't have the time to stand in front of a closet full of veils and worry about if they were too "last season".

My "look" for years when I lived in New York was chinos and a white T-shirt. It was my small part in the whole Anti-Fashion thing back then and I had even been mistaken for a delivery man. Now that I live in LA, my look has segued into "beach/surfer/hippie/dude", enamoured as I've become with the concept of not having to wear anything but sandals.

Trust me, if I could get away with throwing on a cotton moo-moo every day I would.

4:10:17 PM    sro home /

I read today that Mother Theresa is "one step closer" to becoming a saint. I'm not Catholic and have no opinion or preferences about what they do. I'll admit I'm strangely drawn to the Pope, if I see him on TV I can't help but look. I don't agree with his religion but love the hat. If there were any reason I could wear something like that and get away with it, I'd grab it in a heartbeat.

I'd be willing to learn more about Catholicism. So there are "steps" huh? What about "landings" or handrails? I could definately use a handrail.

They say she's also known as the "saint of the gutter". What drama queen came up with that one? Gutter? Here in America we call it the "working class", thank you very much. Then again, that could mean everyone and being the "saint of everyone" sounds like alot of work.

Cardinal Pio Laghi, who was apparently close-personal-friends with the Saint Elect is quoted as saying ''She deserved the preferential, fast track to beatification".

Ok, now I'm a little confused. This is about preference? If anyone asked, I would have certainly prefered someone closer to , say, Los Angeles. My one chance to see a saint and she's on the other side of the world.

So she gets the "fast track". Now the "track" has lanes, some of us deserving the car pool lane and the rest of us stuck behind a Mom in a van full of kids. Why does the exit sign keep moving? What if I have to pee?

The miracle requirement was "a 30-year-old Indian woman, who was suffering from a stomach tumor and was healed inexplicably after praying to the nun." I had a friend when I lived in NYC who on Saturday night before we'd go out twould take hours deciding what to wear. Finally, he'd throw his hands in the air and say "WHAT would Halston do?"

What Halston would do was wear a black turtleneck and every time my friend wore one he looked like a million bucks.

Ok. There you go. Saint of The Glitter. I'll just signal Halston straight to the VIP room and the fast track and pray there's someplace to freshen up before I get to the end of my trip.

3:29:03 PM    sro home /