Well Shiver Me Limber, Maties!

Ok, so how much did I freakin' LOVE that "Travis you're so limber" sign? So much! (What was the phrasing exactly? I was laughing too hard to remember!) Of course, it would have been better had it been for Benji, but hey, as one raving lunatic fan to another, props to you, Travis-sign-maker!

Hoo boy, where do I even begin? Oh, I know: Dimitry. I know I might get some hate for this, but can the boy please close his goddamn shirt already. Look, I like tight (toight!) abs as much as the next red-blooded hetero female, but enough is enough. It's getting to be sleazy and cheap, which is fine if you're, say, someone whose name rhymes with Haris Pilton, but Dimitry, you actually HAVE talent, so please take the high road. The down-to-the-navel Versace look has been done already. If J-Lo is over it, it's time to move on.

Whew! I felt like I was writing for one of those hissy entertainment/fashion rags for a sec! How fun!

Donyelle was just incredible tonight, I thought. During the second number (Samba?), her look at the end was just smoldering. I love how she looks so hard and tough during her solo, but accepts compliments with such ladylike graciousness. Love love love!

I also thought Heidi was on fire tonight (what else is new?). She made Travis seem so very manly when he was walking around her as she was crumpled on the floor during the Pasa Doble. And how heartbreaking was her frustration at the Contemporary performance? I completely don't understand Contemporary, but I actually could make sense of their routine, and felt almost moved by it! (That's grand praise coming from someone whose emotional outbursts are usually reserved for one Benji Schwimmer and really good lipglosses) Plus, it didn't involve, like, pirates and shit, so that's good. (Seriously Mia. WTF???)

And of course, there's... Benji. Oh Benji. Benji and his great balls of fire. (Yeeeeow!) That solo was divine, but the first Jazz number? Where he is in thin loose white pants and a shirt that reveals such delightful slices of abdominal muscles when he's flipping and stretching? I think my grasping hand almost went through the TV. Dimitry could take a hint from the master -- sometimes, less is more. A glimpse keeps you wanting and guessing, instead of having a roomful of girls holler "GAH!" and turn their heads away in unison at your overexposed torso, as was witnessed in Casa del Glitter tonight.

Oh, and Natalie? Get thee and thy ample cleavage AWAY from ma' man, 'aight? I mean, I like you and all, but I will only tolerate that kind of blatant flirting from Donyelle, you hear me you floozy?

Finally: did anyone else snicker when Cat made porn eyes at Nigel and called him a "hard hard man"? Or am I just perverted from hanging around boys too much? Yeah, I thought so.

And please check this out. Some girl learned Benjyelle's Broadway number from last week (You Can't Stop The Beat from Hairspray). It's both hilarious and impressive, because she actually truly did learn the whole thing. Crazy! You go girl! (I did NOT just say that!)

Alright folks, G out!

PS: Naaa-nanananaaaa-nananananananananana! Nanananaaaa!