WHO COMES HERE ON A SATURDAY? Let's take a look at popular Google searches bringing people here today:

• i hate ann curry blog
• what character did Skylar James Deleon play on Power Rangers (and related)
• natasha lyonne disappeared
• arrest at hyde park mcdonald's
• "everybody hates ned flanders" notes

LIVE THROUGH THIS? Quick weekend survey -- if you ever had to go into rehab, would you rather hang out with Eminem or Courtney Love, both of whom checked in yesterday?

THE YELLOW CLEARANCE SQUEEZEBOX BLUES: In case you were worried, the 15th Annual Cotati (CA) Accordion Festival is still a go!

I'VE GOT FRIENDS IN LOW PRICES: Following in the steps of Alanis Morrisette, who only did it over a short period with one album, fellow I-was-huge-in-the-1990s-but-then-vanished music star Garth Brooks has now signed a multiyear deal through which all his music will only be available at Wal-Mart.

I cannot imagine why this would make economic sense to Brooks. Can anyone help?

I CALL YOUR DRYWALL INJURY AND RAISE A DEAD GRANDMA: OK, I never saw the "Jonny Fairplay" season of Survivor, but am I correct, based solely on his appearance on Celebrity Poker Showdown that Mr. Fairplay is perhaps the most loathsome and annoying personality ever to appear on reality television? I mean, this guy made Omarosa seem like the calm, non-annoying one.

A BUMPY RIDE, BUT WORTH TAKING: Wes Craven's Red Eye is a pleasant surprise for the late summer. Sadly, it's one of those movies where the less you know, the better, which is a big part of why the original trailer was so effective--it just sets up the premise--what if the person next to you on an airplane wasn't the nice person he or she seemed, but instead had a devious agenda? I don't want to spoil the surprises, though I will say that they do get out of the airplane, and even out of the airport, eventually, and that's where the film kind of derails. It's also admirable for being a thriller where there's not a sequence in which the villain spouts his plan--the audience is trusted enough to figure it out for themselves (though a "secret" held by one character is telegraphed early on). The two leads are nice in their parts--Rachel McAdams is effectively plucky and likable, pretty much all that her part requires, and Cillian Murphy strikes just the right balance between plucky and menacing. Worth checking out if you enjoy that genre.

TA-DA! Three weeks after Spaceman saw it opening night in LA, I finally saw The Aristocrats.

Ironically (perhaps), it seems to enact what it describes -- the film is an increasingly obscene cascade of scatological humor covering a number of disgusting things I hadn't contemplated yet . . . but then after all that buildup, the climax is underwhelming.

I wish the filmmakers had let the material speak for itself more. Other than the South Park version, every other iteration of the joke is interrupted at various points by talking head musing. Even the sainted Gilbert Gottfried version from the Friar's Roast, where ever pause is filled by some other commentator telling us how funny it was. No! Let us see how funny it is ourselves. Have a little more faith in the material to succeed on its own merits, and show us more unedited versions of the joke.

Another thing: there should have been subtitles identifying each comedian on-screen the first time. I'm somewhat of a standup geek, so I can recognize people like Richard Jeni, Dom Irrera, Bobby Slayton and Todd Glass without a problem. But some of the older folks? Not until the credits when they finally named everyone. And this really ruined one of the best versions in the whole thing for many in the audience -- Carrie Fisher's -- because not everyone immediately recognized who it was and realized who "mom" and "dad" were that she was talking about.

Don't get me wrong: the movie is hysterical. I doubt I've laughed aloud at a movie that much since South Park: Bigger, Longer and Uncut. But as filmmaking, it could have been more.

Still, two thumbs up . . . up your [deleted], that is.