Compare and contrast, by a certain Washington Post music reviewer. Arcade Fire, from exactly one year ago today: "While its simplistic musical style and histrionic vocals had little substance, the Arcade Fire is certainly to be admired for its extreme and unwavering physicality." Bachelor Bob Guiney: "While Guiney's lyrics did sometimes veer into romantic cliches ("All the world just fades away/the moment that you're close to me"), he and his band remained energetic throughout." Spooky and a little odd. Bob gets off easier. Let's see how the Hold Steady fares in tomorrow's paper. (Oh, is that tonight? I didn't even realize.) Maybe they'd get a better review if the midget from "The Littlest Groom" comes on and plays tambourine.

And yes, there's something to be said for someone who remembered not only that particular Arcade Fire review, but that it was written by the same writer as the Bachelor Bob review, and it still sticks in that certain someone's craw. And that something to be said is: I am awesome

Also, Lindsey Lohan injured herself. On a broken teacup. While tripping down some stairs. At Bryan Adams' house. Perchance, is there anything else we should know?

"She had just come out of the shower so she was still wet and had some lotion on."

Oh my.