Man, did Tanya Harding ever kick the living crap out of Paula Jones last night! And without the help of a metal rod — or a fat guy with a mullet haircut, for that matter!

And yes, Paula finally did go down…*

The Christian Science Monitor’s Dante Chinni calls Fox’s celebrity boxing special “a form of postmodern art” (no, really, he did). Superkitsch, he’d call it. One giant inside joke.

For its part, protein wisdom suffers from no such pretesions. We just call it wickedly Babe-o-licious! (no, really, we do).

As for Danny B.’s opening that can of Partridge Family whupass on Greg Brady? Well, let’s just say Danny beat Greg so bad, Marsha and Jan broke some ribs…

[*update: sure, it was an obvious line, but Conan just used it — roughly 15 hours after I wrote it. Advantage: Vodkapun– wait, that’s not it…]

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