I've finally figured out the key to enjoying this season of Project Runway: stop looking at it as a reality competition, and start seeing it as a sitcom. Because half the shit that went down that runway last night was HILARIOUS. It hurts my heart to think that Blayne, the 23-year-old tanning addict who has never heard of The Beatles, actually exists in real life. But if I think of him as a fictional, wacky next-door-neighbor, complete with his own cliched catch phrases ("Holla at your boy!" "-licious!") I can deal with him, like Jack on "Will & Grace." Same with Suede. Same with Stella. Hell, same with most of the walking cartoons they cast this season.

So if you're looking for laughs, that runway show was a triumph. The bottom three was AMAZING. On the hand, you've got the product of Jerrell's personal fashion meth lab, which worked best if you started at the bottom and panned up past all the layers of ruffles and patterns and bonnets. Goodness! I turned to my friend and said, "Paging Miss Muffet; you have a call on Line 3. It's the spider, calling regarding your curds and whey." Then you have Daniel's Giant Purple People Eater, representing the Republic of Cocktail Land in the sport of Competitive Drinking (TM Michael Kors; worth his weight in gold last night). Look, I'm not big into sports. But I could at least tell you that was in no way appropriate for an Olympics ensemble. (What was with all the throwback looks, anyway? I can't get my mind around that at ALL.) Daniel seems absolutely enchanted with his own abilities, but...yikes. The purple/blue debate was pretty giggle-worthy too. And thank god Captain Frumpy McFrumpster and her Frumptastic Voyage are finally done. Don't sell me surrealism if what you're giving me are designs straight out of the Sears-Roebuck Junior Miss Catalogue from 1952. Goodbye, Dali!

As for the top three, I think Kato was the best choice of the three. (Even though LeAnne had the best design overall -- modern, interesting, undeniably American. I have fully embraced LeAnne to my bosom.) I've decided that I don't care for Kato as a person -- "self-righteous" and "pill" come to mind when describing her -- and she's incredibly inconsistent as a designer. But she's clearly in this for the long haul. I had liked Joe going into this challenge, but sorry, he lost me with that "queens" comment. I'm fairly sure he didn't mean it to sound as heterosexist as it did, but...that's what it sounded like. Dude, you're in the fashion industry. Take a memo. I liked his work (although skorts? And "USA" down the side?), but it was indeed too literal. I continue to be mystified over the Terri love. Yeah, she can bang out pieces right quick, but it all looks like it's falling apart. Fast doesn't mean anything if it's made like shit.

Can we as a country be done with Apolo Ohno now?

Think that's it for now. At this point, I can't wait until next Wednesday's installment of my new favorite TV comedy, "Leaving Me in Stitches." What will that wacky Blayne say next?!