The Olympics would be better without Hope Solo ... and her asshat comments

Recently, a poll stated that approximately 42 percent of Americans "couldn't care less about the Olympics." This stat is sorely disappointing to me, because I sure do love me some Olympics. It's the one magical time every four years when I sit down in front of the television to watch sports for five hours at a time. Seriously, I LOVE watching the Olympics, and of course, Team U.S.A. is where it's at. I'm even willing to overlook the general douchebaggery of LeBron James to root for him when he's representing the good ol' U.S. and A. And, we all know how Jan and I feel about LeBron James. 

Carson Kressley ... Oh, Hell Yes!

Earlier in the month, I admitted my addiction to Dancing With the Stars in the tone of one who realizes that they have a serious problem and need help. Luckily for me (and you), the show is done for the season, which means that you won't have to see any more DWTS-themed posts ... at least until the Spring.

Nancy Grace is ... um ... hot and sexy. Wait ... what?

Hi. My name is Meredith, and I watch Dancing With the Stars. (Crowd answers with: "Hi, Meredith.") It started about four years ago, when I found myself in a situation where I had no cable television, and ABC was the only channel that would come through on my pre-digital programming antenna.