It's finally raining here. Not a lot, but it's a start. Of course everyone felt the need to randomly crash their cars into each other this morning due to the shock of moisture falling from the heavens for the first time in several weeks.

The right person went home on Top Chef the past two episodes; Ariane was hanging on by her fingernails, and Radhika doesn't have the leadership skills to run a kitchen.

Food Network has two promising new shows: Chopped, with Ted Allen (who featured the same two "celebs" on the second episode as he did on the same week's ep of Food Detectives), and Will Work for Food with the slightly annoying Adam from TNFNS, a kind of foodie Dirty Jobs. Adam possesses none of the charm or sex appeal of Mike Rowe (sigh), but the first episode was promising--especially after he got stung by a bee. I was very proud of myself, by the way, when watching Food Detectives that I knew that alligator nuggets taste like fishy chicken and come from the tail. Gatorland taught me well.

Speaking of Food Network, I am waiting with bated breath for the first issue of Sandra Lee's new magazine. Rachael Ray she is not.

In the comics. I'm appalled by Sally Forth lately. Since when do they move people out of Human Resources to head up Marketing, even in the most completely f'ed up companies?! Francesco Marciuliano may be a hipster geek, but this is too much. In other comics news, I've almost completely stopped reading Get Fuzzy.