I love blogs when they stay on message. I hate blogs when the people who run them inevitably use the internet to prose, preen and "show their ass", like granma used to say, and in that way stray from the bigger topic at hand. Liza's hand was tipped when she bitched that *she* wasn't invited to slurp cocktail weiners with a celebrity. Pathetic. And ugly. Jane, (and John Aravosis, for that matter) make me CRINGE everytime they write vanity posts crowing over their latest, greatest accomplishments...nothing like tooting your own horn. Well, actually, nothing more offputting. I could do without the souvenir pics of celebrities and vacation spots as well, to tell the truth.