Scarred for life

I just walked into my flat after dropping a unit member off to fly home, and I was greeted by the Ellen DeGeneres show just starting - in Arabic. It was very scary and I had to hide in the closet for a while afterward. She came out dancing to some techno song, and her moves were reminiscent of Arsenio Hall, Homer Simpson and some guy with a severe case of Turret's Syndrome all rolled into one. Ellen bounced around her audience, which consists of a bunch of women who are just thrilled to be out of the house for the first time since 1982 and clapping and jumping for Ellen like Leo DiCaprio in his "have you seen my baseball" movie. She's still dancing, so I'm shutting off the TV and going to bed.