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1) Jessie and I were happy to see Danny, aka The Big Fat Brownie, crowned as The Big Fat Loser last night.  She watched religiously, compared to my passive viewership of the show, but Danny endeared himself to both of us early and often.  Good for him and his family.  On the downside, my frustrations with Big Fat Shay hit a new level last night.  Granted the 164 pounds she lost to drop from 470 to 304 is quite a feat, she admittedly has a long way to go.  However, when presented with the opportunity of a lifetime — get paid by Subway $1,000 per pound that she can lose between now and the next Big Fat Loser finale — I was expecting to hear Shay set a lofty goal.  Much to my disappointment though, the 304 pound Shay is hoping to drop to 204.  I’m sure I’ll never know what it’s like to weigh 304 pounds, but if I had the option to be paid $1,000 per pound to slim down from 304 lbs., you wouldn’t see me until I weighed half of that.  Plus, I’m not quite sure that 204 lbs. is what Subway exactly had in mind.  Obviously looking for a female counterpart to market along with the ubiquitous Jared Fogle, Subway evidently won’t be able to rely on Shay to become famous for doing nothing other than eating submarine sandwiches to return to a healthy weight.  Poor Shay.

2) In other news, I was briefly fascinated tonight by Barbara Walters’ 10 Most Fascinating People of 2009 special.  Some of them, like Adam Lambert, were truly fascinating, though I’ll admit to being entirely off his bandwagon.  I liked him on American Idol when his weirdness was slightly toned down, but as a full blown weirdo with a disappointing first album now, I’m no longer a fan.  Brett Favre…not fascinating.  Indecisive, yes.  Enjoying a nice season, sure.  Fascinating, not in my book.  Michelle Obama…absolutely.  Sarah Palin…no doubt.  Michael Jackson’s children…not unless you’re fascinated like I am that anyone could really believe that those blonde haired, blue eyed kids are actually his biological spawn.

3) Finally, working in Verizon Center has its pros and cons.  I don’t mean working for the Wizards and Washington Sports and Entertainment, which is all pro and no con, but I’m referencing going to work every day in the actual edifice of Verizon Center.  On a night like Thursday, when I’ll traverse the six floors from my 4th floor office to the subterranean Event Level countless times throughout the day before our nationally televised game on TNT against Boston at 8:00 pm, working in the building is particularly convenient.  However, on a day like Wednesday when Ricky Mullen’s favorite Transiberian Orchestra was playing a daytime and nighttime show, hearing the muffled racket from my office and using the public restrooms on the concourse isn’t especially enjoyable.  It’s a good thing though that I saw the TSO two years ago before my medical mishap, otherwise in Jessie’s newfound state of paranoia whenever I’m around strobe lights, I’d never have been able to see what Mullen loves so much.  Hopefully when we see the Rockettes next Friday they’ll do that high-kicking move without strobes.

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