THE ONLY THING MISSING IS THE AMAZING BATHMAT: For those of you looking either for a way to recreate some personal Race magic, or just looking for a way to combine high culture, low culture, and running around like a maniac, I strongly reccomend the fine folks at Watson Adventures. I participated in this evening's Met Madness Scavenger Hunt, in which 5 teams (some made up of long-time friends, others, like mine, made up of complete strangers) fought to answer questions about various obscure items in the museum in two hours. There's the excitement of figuring out the frequently brilliant clues, the panic as you realize time is running low (34 questions, spread throughout the Met, in two hours, requires a lot of hustle), and the surprise of discovering corners of the Met you didn't know existed--heck, I didn't know about the furniture section.

They run hunts for both parents and kids, and several hunts that are steadfastly "adult" in nature, covering both indoor and outdoor landmarks (their Sex and The City hunt is apparently quite popular). If you're looking for a quick, fun, and relatively inexpensive ($30, including museum admission, ordinarily $15) way to get some culture, this is it.

IT'S ALL A BIG MESS: If it's time for the fall tv season, it's time to turn to the WaPo's Tom Shales, a wise and bitter man. On Fox's "The War At Home", which debuts Sunday:

Michael Rapaport is the once-likable actor who, apparently having decided it's a waste of time waiting around for a good script or a respectable vehicle, accepted the starring role of Dave, a persistently mewling dirty-minded reactionary . . .

This isn't sick comedy, it's just sickening. Indeed, though the TV season won't start for a week, "The War at Home" stands a good chance of being the worst of all the new sitcoms. The problem is not just that it's crude and gross, but that its crudeness and grossness are so pathetically forced and contrived. Its vulgarity has no integrity.

I believe a bar has been set. Follow Shales during the season via this link.

THE PRICE IS WRONG, B****: "There were red faces at CBS yesterday - and profuse apologies - after the network broadcast a rerun of "The Price Is Right" that included a "showcase" prize package featuring a trip to New Orleans."

And yet, Fox had more class and foresight -- yes, Fox! -- pulling Sunday's "Family Guy" episode because of various hurricane references.

HE DOES NOT OWN A YACHT, OR EVEN A DINGHY: His Serene Highness Albert II of Monaco has officially replaced native Alaskan eating customs as this blogger's #1 oddball obsession, especially as long as the NYT keeps giving me good content.

YOU WANT A TOE? I CAN GET YOU A TOE, BELIEVE ME. THERE ARE WAYS, DUDE. YOU DON'T WANNA KNOW ABOUT IT, BELIEVE ME: A Nevada couple pleaded guilty Friday to all charges related to planting a human fingertip in a bowl of Wendy's chili in a scheme to extort money from the fast food restaurant chain.

NOTRE DAME MAY HAVE FOUND ITS NEXT FOOTBALL COACH: I know we like to stay away from the politics here, but wow!

OH, YOU MEAN THE MILLION DOLLARS THAT THE ENTIRE COUNTRY SAW ME WIN? Is Richard Hatch just an idiot?