Feels like we're living in Florida. It's muggy all day and night, with constant showers popping in and out. And it's supposed to be like this all week. We had three softball games rained out over the weekend. As my good friend Briggy likes to say, "Enuff Z'nuff!"

I've come to the realization that when playing with my daughter, I should wear my hockey facemask and cup. I've taken a few choice unintentional kicks to the groin and eye jabs in the past week--it's getting rough.

Ben Affleck and J.Lo's new flick "Gigli" was a total bomb at the box office over the weekend. From reading the reviews, it sounds like one of those movies that's so bad it's good. Guess that means it'll turn up in heavy rotation on VH-1 in a few years. That station was pretty decent a couple of years ago, with the "Behind the Music" series and "Pop-up Video" in the must-see category. Then somebody got the bright idea that people would want to watch "Showgirls" with commercials and more importantly, without the nudity. Ditto for Demi Moore's "Striptease." And other cinematic gems like "Staying Alive," the sequel to "Saturday Night Fever," and "Grease 2." They call them "Movies That Rock." A more accurate description would be "Movies That Suck Total Ass, But We Don't Have Any Other Programming to Fill This Time Slot, So This Drivel Will Have to Do." And despite all that, I'd still rather watch VH-1 than MTV, which continues to run "Real World"-"Road Rules" marathons on a continuous loop. Fascinating.