So while you were packing your Louis Vuitton/Vera Bradley/LeSportsac for the Hamptons/Hawaii/Cleveland like the jet-setting-Memorial-Day-celebrating patriot you undoubtedly are, I was over at the FoxNews studios on 48th and 6th, spreading false rumors about Rosie trashing her dressing room (uh... oops?).  Then I came home, wiped off my three inches of makeup and cued up four episodes from my totally-legally-downloaded-from-iTunes-cause-I-had-a-gift-certificate first season of 30 Rock.  HA!  Who's the patriot now, bitches??