Well…Trixie did come for Jasmine a lil bit, when she shut down the "you have to be a performer" workroom rant by mocking Jasmine's "Alright, guurrr." Trixie was standing up for her boo. Shade was detected. Lines were drawn. So Jasmine snapped back later over nothing. I'm not fan enough of either queen to think…

Bullet dodged. Frasier was great; it suffered no lack of the feckless Rebecca Howe.

Drew Barrymore's TV-movie trek back to relevancy started not with a knighted rogue but a Buttafuoco.  Lohan could do a lot worse than a career of producing mediocre studio rom-coms and the occasional Donnie Darko.

And, as Joanna Coles said in this episode (paraphrasing): Bitches be jealous cause that boy can sew.