Cell-ebrations.

You know who’s got guts? The marketing people at K-Mart.

I’m sitting there watching Lost, and it suddenly switches to a commercial showing kids in pajamas hanging Christmas wreaths.  Letters appear on the screen: “Martha Stewart Everyday Living.”

Those guys actually expect us to believe that Martha’s current “everyday living” is comprised of scenes of domestic bliss, rather than Martha being pinned against a wall by a woman named Hildy who hisses, “I’m your den mother and you’re my girl scout.”