Props to BeachyKeen and teeus for helping me out with some research for this recap.

MPDP emerges from the back of the Trading Spaces truck to do the intro. She's wearing jeans and a long-sleeved, button-front shirt. That's a pretty unswanky entrance for a Hollywood episode. Heck, when they did "Los Angeles: Willoughby Avenue," (with celeb wannabe Chris Wylde) wasn't she wearing something with marabou on it, for God's sake? I guess, a year later, she's all jaded and shit and celebrities are no big deal. Maybe she's tired of trying to keep schmancy clothes paint-free. (I think I've read somewhere that she's the only one who gets a clothes allowance, though...I'm not sure about that. Don't quote me.) She tells us that Andy Dick and Sara have "invited" them to redo a kitchen and office, respectively. Then there's an unfunny clip from their current TV show, Less Than Perfect, which I'm told is More Than Aptly Named. I've never seen it. I can't really stand sitcoms, for the most part -- Friends and Will and Grace excepted, and even those wear on the soul at times. How many times can you tell Ross to shut up?

Shot of Sara, her husband Mischa, Andy, and his ex-girlfriend Lacy. I wonder if celebrities have to sign the same contracts as Joe Linoleum and Sally Hausfrau? Shot of Sara's meh-looking office with its jumble of furniture. The curtains are a weird, shiny, bright blue fabric. They're not fabric per se; they're tarps. Tarps! Or shower curtains or something. Suddenly I feel a lot better about the ratty towel that's currently covering the window in my upstairs bathroom. Shot of Andy's "downstairs kitchen," which at first I took to be a basement kitchen, but I guess maybe the first level of his house is a flat or something, to be rented out? Who knows? We don't get much of a gander at whatever posh palaces these B-list swells inhabit. In any event, neither one is offering a room in which he or she seems to have much investment -- pretty typical for a celebrity episode. This is probably as good a place as any to mention that Andy is friends with a very good friend of mine...but believe me, it's not going to get in the way here.

Shot of Vern, Gen, and Ty eating on the patio of some restaurant. Gen puts a long fry (French or "Freedom," take your pick) in each side of her mouth, like a walrus. Ty, naturally, has to one-up her by sticking a fry in each nostril. Appetizing. How sorry do I feel for Vern, having to eat with the kindergarten contingent? Ty's fries fall out of his nose and back onto his plate. What do you want to bet he ate them?