You would think that Fox would have learned after their last fiasco, “Who Wants to Marry a Millionaire” but no … they are doing it again. Yes, they are now bringing us Married By America.

With the help of relationship experts, potential mates will be hand-picked for each selected participant. Their friends and family will have the chance to meet these potential mates and winnow them down to two. Meanwhile, the home audience will be given the opportunity to weigh in and make the final decision as to which of these partners is the perfect match.

Because you know, when I get married again, I want it to be a choice of two contestants, and I want to audience to make the final decision for me.

I hope in the prizes that they get they also get the name of a good divorce lawyer and attorney’s fees for both of them. What are they thinking?!?

So, could this day get any better? As if I wasn’t giddy enough already, I just got my notification that Pixelog is a finalist in the SXSW Interactive awards in the Weblog category! I’m so excited I can barely type!

You can visit the site tomorrow to check out the complete list of finalists.

It’s official… I have a new job! I HAVE A NEW JOB!!!

As I’ve been driving a little bit more lately, can we please get some basic “rules of the road” down? I think we can all agree on this, but you tell me what you think.

:: Turn Signals: Next time you slide in behind the steering wheel, please note the stick on the left. This stick operates your turn signals. When you are going to turn or need to change lanes, move the stick so the appropriate blinker is working. This is not hard to do. When it’s 7:30 in the morning and I’m tired, my psychic powers are week. I can not just magically figure out that you want to move in to my lane…

:: Tailgating: If you are driving a Suburban that could hold a family of 10 and you have one of those “I can smash anything” grill covers on the front of it, you don’t need to use it to intimidate me. When we are both going down the highway at 75 mph (posted speed is 65) and there are cars in front of me, you can’t just shove me out of your way. Get off my ass, because there is no way you’re going to be able to cram that giant tank in to my Honda Civic. No way, no how, so give it up.

What are your biggest rush hour pet peeves?

Awwww… Faith loves me. I won her nice shiny button for “Best Blog by Someone Named Christine” Considering all the Christines out there, it’s quite an honor! Thanks Faith! *mwah!*

Plagued by annoying pop-up ads that just seem to come out of nowhere? Wonder if websites are tracking you long after you’re gone from theirs? Ad-Aware is a fantastic tool for checking on this, and they have just announced the release of Lavasoft’s Ad-Aware 6.0. I can’t recommend this software enough - get it. Run it. Now. [via Brian and Solonor]

I find the subtle differences between the people I am working with at my temp job and the people I worked with for a year and a half at the web company amusing. Maybe it’s because the male to female ratio is different, but it’s the little things that get my attention. I wore a skirt today that I hadn’t worn last week. It’s one I got last year and when I first wore it to the old job Kymberlie was the only person who noticed. Today? I had at least 4 people comment on how they really liked my skirt. It’s amazing how a small compliment like that can really brighten your day.

It was a crazy chaotic day just like yesterday - there are trials coming up along with depositions. I’m doing really well though and getting back in to the groove of things, but I am so tired when the day is over. Tonight I sat down while waiting for my dinner to finish cooking and I was falling asleep within minutes. Don’t you just hate it when you do the head bob thing where the jerk of your head falling forward wakes you back up? I started my day off though with a really great e-mail from one of the partners telling me that he had noticed my hard work and how great it has been to have me around - I can’t tell you how thrilled that made me! (And how it makes me hope they will make the job permanent!)

Adding to my thrills of the day, I got to have lunch with Kathy, her husband Tom & Mike. Kathy isn’t normally in downtown, but had a dentist appointment so she was off of work and headed that way! Mike didn’t think he was going to be able to join us at first, but he ended up needing to come downtown for a meeting so it worked out perfectly. We had a really nice time visiting.

After lunch, I headed across to the hair salon where I used to get my hair cut. Cruz, my former stylist, stopped what he was doing the second he saw me. It was nice to be remembered after being gone for 3 years. Then again, I brought him a ton of clients back then and he still cuts Chelsey’s hair. She said that he asks about me all the time - so he was surprised when I just showed up at the shop!

All in all, a busy but really good day.

Just got off the phone with Elaine as we made some tweaks to the all new H-Town Blogs site! It looks so great - I’m so excited that it’s ready to be rolled out! There are still some little things here and there that need to be fixed - the archive pages and things like that - but the design is done and that’s the biggest part!

Live in Houston? Have a blog? Come and join us!

Sure, I enjoy the great DaVinci’s Notebook classics like “The Irish Drinking Song” (We’ll throw up, pass out, wake up and go drinking once again…) and “Internet Porn”, but I was thrilled beyond belief to discover they actually have a song about your favorite eating utensil and mine … the SPORK! Ah, good things. Good things. I think the Spork Posse has a theme song, at least until someone writes one just for us.

By the way, know what happens when you’re 34 floors up and the city is covered in fog? You can’t see a thing and you feel like you’re stuck inside a cloud! What happened to my view? I want my view back!

I’ve always admired Rannie’s photography, so I was thrilled to hear about his Send a Kid to Camp program! A limited one time offer to bloggers who will be attending SXSW this year, you can help get him there by signing up for one of his picture packages. I’m all about getting something for my donations, and some photographs by Rannie are truly worth every penny!

Love Bridget Jones’ Diary? Love Lord of the Rings? Well now you can have the best of both worlds thanks to The Very Secret Diaries by Cassandra Claire. Thank goodness they put that warning on the page - they saved my monitor from some serious spray! Read them in the order they are listed on the page, otherwise the jokes that span across them won’t make any sense! [via William Ted]

URGENT ASSISTANCE - FROM USA

IMMEDIATE ATTENTION NEEDED
HIGHLY CONFIDENTIAL

From: George Walker Bush
202.456.1414 / 202.456.1111
Fax: 202.456.2461

Dear Sir / Madam,

I Am George Walker Bush, Son Of The Former President Of The United States Of America George Herbert Walker Bush, And Currently Serving As President Of The United States Of America. This Letter Might Surprise You Because We Have Not Met Neither In Person Nor By Correspondence. I Came To Know Of You In My Search For A Reliable And Reputable Person To Handle A Very Confidential Business Transaction, Which Involves The Transfer Of A Huge Sum Of Money To An Account Requiring Maximum Confidence.
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Think your job sucks? I’m watching window-washers on the building across from me. It’s cold, icky & rainy outside, and there is a definite nip to the air - but there they are on the scaffold, washing windows 40 floors up. So really, does your job suck as bad as you thought it did when you look at from that perspective?

Blogwhore 2: The Revenge of the Blogwhore … let the games begin!

What is Blogwhore, you ask? Well, it’s this crazy little web game. Think of it as an online Survivor where you must shamelessly beg to win challenges, allowing you to progress in the game. Ah, who am I kidding? The truth is, the crazy judges (including me) just manipulate the poor little contestants and make them perform and do things simply for our amusement. All in the name of being a Blogwhore. Yes, it’s a very honorable title, one I wear with pride!