Kathy Griffin's crusade to grace the cover of as many magazines as possible finally succeeded with her sharing the cover of the prestigious and widely-read Irish American magazine. While she may have failed to chart on Maxim's Hot 100 (or 1000, for that matter), Kathy made Irish American's Top 100. And they gave her an award, too. At the awards ceremony, "Irish for the Evening" Hilary Clinton snubbed Kathy, who subsequently creeped even herself out by exhibiting some very questionable stalker behavior as she walked uninvited into Clinton's photo ops.

Unfortunately, Star Magazine didn't share the same love for Kathy. In her quest to become the redheaded Oprah, Kathy randomly handed out money to poor women on the street. Star sent their best reporter, of course, to cover such a monumental event: one who called her Kathy Lee and bought a disposable camera to take pictures. Only the best when you're Kathy Lee Griffin. Luckily, Kathy had a backup plan as her assistant taped the events to accidentally "leak" the footage on YouTube. Anything to sell tickets help the people.

Female comedians have come a long way in recent years when it comes to hosting the major award shows. Ellen's hosting gig at the Oscars probably fulfilled a lifelong dream of a little girl. And Kathy Griffin got to experience the same thing. Almost. In her case, the "major award show" was the Gay Porn Awards. When you wish upon a star... At least she got a gift basket out of it. Hopefully it included a harness, 'cause you know Kathy's right when she says those never go out of style.

And just one month after selling out Carnegie Hall, Kathy found herself struggling to fill seats at the dining hall of a local prison. Hey, it's not easy to compete with Prison Break airing at the same time. Anyone else find it ironic that prisoners love Prison Break? Maybe it's just me, but showing Prison Break in prison seems as smart to me as showing United 93 as the in-flight movie.

I always had a sneaking suspicion that the hosts on the shopping channels didn't really know what they were doing. I mean, they sell everything from steaks to exercise equipment, yet claim to own/love/use everything they present on-air. Yeah, right. Leave it to Kathy Griffin to expose the dirty truth - literally. Turns out neither she nor Colleen Lopez of Home Shopping Network knew how to use that steam vacuum they were pimping. If seeing Kathy "loosen" the dirt and squeegee it around the floor on its way to the neighbors doesn't convince the American public to buy a steam vac, I don't know what will.

So she steals candy from babies. Okay, not quite. But Kathy Griffin did almost steal some Danish treat from a little girl. You'd think that between all the chocolate, meatballs, and pancake balls in Solvang that she'd already consumed, Kathy would have let the girl eat in peace. But Kathy, of course, can't control herself or her bodily functions. She can't even throw up bulimic-style when she wants to, like backstage after her show that night. To be an A-lister, that's sort of a prerequisite. There's a reason why this show is called My Life on the D-List.

And since Tom's not making her life any easier, Kathy had to interview handymen to repair her wreck of a mansion: "You say you can fix anything, how would you fix my career?" Even though none of the handymen had an answer for that (and who does, really), James did know how to fix Kathy's glass table and 'won' the job. The guy has a bolt in his face, so he must be a natural. And how funny was Kathy's deadpan-to-camera "In my own home" response when one of the handymen candidates didn't know what show she's on?

In her quest to date men who can get her face into Us Weekly, Kathy tried calling AJ McLean of the Backstreet Boys. But, of course, a D-lister can't always be picky. Nick "Tabloid Bait" Carter would have to do. If any of you saw House of Carters, you know that the Carters aren't the most functional family. Although Nick is probably the most famous of all the Backstreet Boys, so Kathy might've unintentionally scored an upgrade.

One thing she was worried about was Nick's apparent black-ness. While he's not as black as Justin Timberlake, who's "as black as it gets," Nick turned black three times over the course of their date. He's got the street cred, for sure. When you've been in jail for six hours...

Kathy Griffin
Photo Credit: Steve Jennings

Kathy Griffin shouldn't be on the D-List anymore. She's sold out Carnegie Hall. She has an entourage of three staffers. She's an Emmy nominee. But none of that seems to matter when you're Kathy Griffin. Even when she's standing on a busy sidewalk, in front of her poster at Carnegie Hall, with TV crew in tow, she's still, in her own words, "rejected by the public on a 37-to-1 basis."

Kathy is back for another season of wacky antics and self-deprecating humor, but one familiar face is not. She's divorced her husband, Matt, who apparently badly betrayed her. When Kathy Griffin breaks down in tears, you know it was bad. He always seemed so nice on the previous seasons of D-List. It's not every day you see a husband doing his wife's hair in Saddam Hussein's palace, right?