No Arm Done: "What have I done to deserve such shoddy treatment?" sighed Julianne Moore's right arm. "Leftie over there is covered in a hot pink, leg-o-mutton flotation device, and here I am, as naked as, well, Julianne in a lot of her movies. Where's the love?" Harrumphed Moore's left arm in reply, "At least you can breathe. I'm ridiculously poofy and completely off-kilter. What on earth does this woman have against symmetry?" Just then, they heard grumbling from down below. "You think you have it bad?" kvetched the actress' lap. "I've got more wrinkles than that painting aging in Julianne's attic. Fifty years old and she still doesn't know how to use an iron. Sheesh."