Cliche Canadian: I'm cat sitting tonight and enjoying some static-free televison - namely, the American Music Awards. Now.. for some live blogging.
8:04pm: Gwen Stefani seems to be auditioning for a Hello Kitty musical. 8:07pm: Who is Jimmy Kimbel? Sounds like a cat food. 8:14pm: Diana Ross' dress. Way.Too.See-through. She's one sequin from being Janet Jackson. Correction - two. 8:35pm: Anna Nicole hypnotizes herself by watching her boobies jiggle as she claps. Five bucks says Kim-bo cracks a 'brownie' joke. 8:43pm: John Mayer still sounds like Dave Matthews. I am going to need more wine. 8:45pm: There's the "brownie" joke. You rock stars are LIVING.ON.THE.EDGE. Kids, you do know it's the gateway dessert, right? 8:47pm: Wine procured. 8:55pm: Now see, Ashlee Simpson. Listen to Rod Stewart singing despite having his vocal cords removed. Sax bridge. Dying. Saxaphoney. 9:15pm: Please make the Celine Dion Air Canada ads stop. Beautiful visuals, but CRAP music. 9:23pm: Snoop Dog sings 'Drop it like it's hot'.. unfortunately, it's only lukewarm. 9:42pm: Bon Jovi? Byawn Jovi. Bah. This show sucks. Awards going to Sheryl Crow and country rockers? How 1993 gauche. Comments
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