For the love of God, do not bring your entourage onstage when you win a TEEN CHOICE AWARD.



Also, don't sign with a label named Murder Inc. Please. No good will come of it.

Why do crackwhores always walk around like 5-year-old pretending to be models?



That is all.

I've been coveting this Kitchen Aid mixer ever since I started watching Food Network. I must have it. Think of how easy it would be to make calzone dough. Plus, they're just so attractive.

An interesting way to toast Elvis...

Well, we're back to the typically cold and foggy summer weather. And I definitely don't mind.

Yeah, we had problems. Servers.



NY/NJ was fun, except for the 95-degree heat. Humidity kills.



Oh, and apparently, Pyra is lame.

I'm staying at Ben's hotel for a few days - it's very strange. I lived minutes from Manhattan for my entire life, but I never had the opportunity to have an NYC location as my home base.



And this hotel, the W at Times Square, is insane. I absolutely love it, but it's very, very trendy chic. Imagine a 55-floor hotel version of Banana Republic. There are men in black with headsets standing outside 24/7 to help guests. The housekeepers are called stylists. Enough said.