Hey all,
Sorry I missed it last night, I was just too tired. But I'm on it tonight yo! Let's get it!
Jasmine-she is adorable, so much makeup though for such a young girl. She can sing though, this song is an ok choice for her, but I think its clear that she has a bigger voice then we are seeing. However I do want her to stop swinging that weave around. I think Simon has a point that she isn't quite ready...she is only like 13! All this commercial talk is irritating...
Matt G.-The dueling piano guy i liked him in the beginning. I hope he does well...He loves vests. This is the whitest song imaginable, and its so fast...good lord. can he slow it down? And what is this song even about, i heard Jerusalem, st peter...what??? This is so bad. This song totally screwed him. It was too fast and didn't allow him to even really sing...it was horrible. If this were the first time i'd seen him I would be like how did he get here?? He wants to do pop/rock?? why? His voice is soulful...maybe he is in the klan and his family thinks soul music is the devil's music. He is from some nowhere place in Missouri-where ever that is...
Jeanine-DC Bartender, who i think that I might hate...It's the lacefront wig, the booty shorts, the injected fish lips, and the fact that she just did the AKA hand gesture on American idol for no apparent reason, other then to get votes. She can sing, but that is not a singers song...now she looks irritated about all the talk about the legs...ummmm you have on shorts up to your whoo-ha of course they are going to talk about your legs. Be glad that aren't talking about that horrible wig.
And why is Ryan so awkward today? why is talking to the ppl after so painful?
Nick/Norman-Still with the jokes...(the receptionist for my floor had on a purple headband like that yesterday-it was the gayest funniest thing ever). Wait...he sounds terrible. it's funny, in a sort of laugh at a retarded persons jokes kind of way. But the singing was bad. The problem is that b/c Simon hates him ppl will vote for him, but he should not be taking up a real spot on the show...YAY Paula is drinking again, she doesn't know who is talking to her, she is confused. I love it. Ryan on the other hand...is making these little post performance convos uncomfortable!
Allison-hmmm she only has braces on the bottom. Is she high? Why can't she converse normally like a person. She is so awkward...She is so strange. She can sing her behind off though...wow. This pinky ring is distractingly dumb, but then again she is 16, its probably from her favorite store-Spencer's in the mall. See she disproves the whole commercial bull crap, she is a Vato's (for those not from CA, that is what the Mexican gang members are called) daughter, she is soooooo hood, but she can sing like nobody's business and that's all that matters for this. I hope this little ghetto girl wins the whole thing just to prove the point!
Ok this kid is so boring I didn't even catch his name, nor was I motivated to rewind to find it...lol. Ahh Kris Allen. He sings like he had a stroke...a little paralysis on that one side. He LOOKS like apple pie...I don't think this song was completely wrong, he did it up at the end, but he's still really boring, the first half wasn't as good as the second. America's little girls are going to love him...but he looks sickly when he rubbed his stomach like that the first thing that came to mind was "I wonder if he has a colostomy bag?" Poor sick boy.
Megan-tattoo sleeve. I remember liking her voice. She is probably going to sing something dumb. Ok, don't dance if you don't have rhythm....white stockings really? is she a nurse in the 1950's during her off time? This sad, sad dance is the worst. This song is not demonstrating that she can actually sing, that's too bad. Oh its so bad the movements, the arms, the notes...jeez. Stop moving re-re. Even while Paula is talking...and did Paula just do "I heart u" with hand signals...that definitely means alcohol is in that cup! lol Also what is Ryan wearing?? he looks like he should be parking my car, or bowling...This is a strange (terrible) show tonight...
Matt-the welder from Oklahoma...he informs us that he doesn't "usually get starstruck"...ummm are there a lot of celebrities hanging out on construction sites in Bixby, OK? What were these other opportunities you've had to hone your not getting startstruck skills, since you know "usually" you can hold it together? Numbnut. This is an excellent song choice for him...finally someone who knows their range/abilities...also i remember loving this song. He is not a performer, he is a welder. yes he's boring. everything about him is boring. Really, he showed so much promise? When? I never expected him to do anything other then what he did. If he had danced that would have been strange. Also he is sweating like a stuck pig. get him a napkin or something.
Jessi-(jeez this show feels long) 8 yr old kid-wow that is an old kid for such a young woman. Bette Davis eyes? Never heard it. I think this chick can sing though, she might be anorexic though. Also, this is a boring song. With these last two performances I feel like I'm in a doctors office or waiting room of some sort. There was no impact with that song. She looks like a mom going to the mall, definitely better then the drug addict look she had before...she talks too much though. I, per usual, agree with Simon, there was nothing about that that I will recall later, and really no one that I run to the phone and vote for. (let's pretend I watched this the day of and actually have the option to call in :)
(Three more!!!???? Good lord)
Kai-with the hat he has a great/handsome face...but that hair is the absolute worst! I feel like I am on a cruise. He can sing, but something is off/missing. I don't know. He needs a makeover for sure. His sick momma sure is getting her groove on....umhmmm. Ok i take it back, he is goofy looking!
So this is an example of why I hate this 12x12x12 version of the show. Who they pick to be in which group of 12 controls who moves on...putting Danny (dead wife guy) and Anoop (indian boy that loves blk music) in the same group of 12 killed Anoop's chances, whereas there isn't a guy yet that I think ppl will really vote for, so Anoop would have definitely won this group. Its still not completely fair...dag blasted American Idol.
Mishovanna-She is so cute! Wow she is flat chested, like concave almost. Ok i got tricked again, she isn't really cute, its those darn pictures...I have to get that photographer to shoot me! Oh yeah she sounded great, i liked the outfit, it was cute for her. She also should lighten her hair, and NEVER do that deep voice again, b/c now not only do i think she is crazy I also thing she may be a hermaphrodite...
Finally the end...
Adam Lambert-Emo theatre baby: His skin is so bad...all that makeup he wears. Satisfaction?? really. His shoulder pads are hilarious...is that a shark skin shiny suit? All that genital touching, and the plethora of necklaces....he is a drug and alcohol problem waiting to happen and I am excited. He LOVES some pants in his boots...that is so funny to me. Oh yeah and he sang great. His hair made me weep a little bit though.
Alright let's see who won...
Ok why is the old black girl ( i don't recall her name) looking like Daisy Duke? Really shorts with suspenders, and an entire tube of lipstick? If she just wants to do adult film she is working too hard.
Interestingly this group number isn't horrible, their voices actually kind of sound all good together. that might be a testament to Ne-yo's writing, or they may be vocally well matched.
I hate this talking part...so pointless.
Ok so the ghetto Mexican girl is in...that was good. Someone should tell her however that the dress/skirt she is wearing is not flattering to her at all...
Wow this guy won...still don't know his name...oh Kris. everything about him is dull to me...perhaps he'll get interesting later on. If that dueling piano guy hadn't picked that stupid coldplay song this could have been him.
Brooke White performed...still america's syrupy sweetheart. *eye roll*
And Adam Lambert-Emo theatre baby is the third winner, and his jeans couldn't be tighter, nor could he be more pretend hard rock guy, when he and his husband adopt their first Malaysian baby he is totally gonna look back on this tape and laugh and laugh at this phase in his life.
Alright next week I should be on schedule, see you then!
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Group 1 of the top 36
Yay its finally the performance shows!! Took long enough. And Kara is still useless, and Paula doesn’t seem drunk (sadness-I miss the good old days). Ryan’s hair is darker he looks less gay. Oh wow only three of these ppl will make it to the top 12 huh…interesting.
Jackie Tohn-Rocker chick-The first part was great, then the “3, 4” and she started screaming/talk singing…which wasn’t the hotness. But I do love that she has on Nikes. This wasn’t a good vocal performance at all. That supremely ugly note at the end…ewww. She looked cute though. But if that’s the performance that we are to judge her on…she’s going home. Right? The public isn’t going to remember that performance, the vocals weren’t memorable, yeah she jumped around…and then the talking to her after…kinda made me hate her a little. Actually I’m not going to lie it was the smiley face ring she had on when she held up her finger to indicate she was contestant 1-the smiley face rubbed me wrong. Send her home.
Ricky Braddy-had we ever seen him before? A song for you may have been written by Leon Russell but it was made famous by Donnie Hathaway and since his daughter is one of the background singers on American Idol-give credit chicken finger boy. He can sing though, although I am not loving what he is doing with the song, its like the Michael Bolton version of this soulful song. He’s an odd looking boy (why is Kara talking so close to the mic…sit back crazy!) from some angles he looks young, but from others he looks old. I agree about lack of star quality…why do they make the contestants run upstairs to get to the interview with their families? And then expect them to talk after singing and then running upstairs. Oh AI, still so silly I see.
Alexis Grace-this hair is dumb, and her look is contrived. Its like she is singing off beat at times…Also, I need to get a photographer, b/c these only marginally attractive girls look great in these photos! That deep throaty note was horrible in that it wasn’t deep or throaty at all. This performance was wack to me. She didn’t sound great, I still hate her hair, and this outfit. Really they all loved it? I didn’t. I think its partly b/c she doesn’t have the chops to sing Aretha, Kelly Clarkson did, this chick not so much. Her crazy looking daddy…scary!
Brent Keith-His dimple is cute. Apparently I need to move to the Midwest b/c all these cute guys marry these unattractive women there, I would be the most beautiful black girl they had ever seen :)! Brent is cute, but I’m not a big country fan, so I’m already ready for this song to be over. I don’t think the song did anything to show his voice off. I concur with Simon, he blew it. I’ve already forgotten it. He is totally going to get popular and leave her…UPGRADE!
Stevie Wright-She’s so shiney! And she has a HUGE face! OMG this is horrible. Why sing a song by someone who can’t sing?? This is horribly pitchy and just horrible. I hope they don’t interview her with her family. Yeah that low range was God awful. I thought I recall her singing better then that, but I’m not sure. Oh her poor parents. She is totally going to cry. All this hugging everyone, before they get to the couch…I’m so impressed with her for not crying!
ANOOP!!! The great love of my life. I love his intimate knowledge of urban R&B, not that cross over stuff, the stuff that ONLY plays on black radio, I love that he knows it. Angel of Mine, I haven’t heard that in a minute. He was GREAT! Ok standing ovation, that’s my boy! I think I’m going to have to vote for him, just in case. Oooh his mom, with her short hair…look at her all liberal, and modern.
Casey Carelson-her facial expressions during the song…are a hot mess. I think the problem is that she looks like she is a 7yr old dressed up in mommies clothes, singing mommies songs, doing this horrible knee drop, and snarl lip…then she is touching herself…ok this little girl needs a whoppin’. That was bad. Her voice is not nearly strong enough for that song. But her eye makeup is pretty. I loathe “package artists”. Glad she had fun, now she can go home.
Michael Sarver-Oil rigger guy. I love the song he is singing, I loved it when Eliot Yamin did it. Not sure his voice is right for it….the second half was better then the first. The music was too loud for him I think. I felt like I could barely hear him sometimes. I think he could do better. (Paula’s weave was on point tonight!) His wife is cuter then I expected, fab little hair cut and all.
Ann Marie Boskovich-She is not at all able to pull this song off. What is with the squatting? It looks like they have to go to the bathroom, its not cute in any way. She is not as bad at this song as I expected, and she’s cute, with a cute little body so she may actually get voted through. She doesn’t have the chops to sing Aretha!!! When will ppl learn! That was quite the comeback” So sing songs that aren’t as good?” dead pan delivery, I would have respected her more if she admitted that it was a quip, rather then punking out! Why is Kara anyone’s hero?? She’s an idiot.
Stephen Fowler-I had really hoped that he would cut his hair. Rock with you! I love this song. It rained here tonight and so my stupid satellite had some troubles during the middle of the song, he sounds a bit flat/bad on some notes….hmmmm I had high hopes for him…this may not have been what he needed. His voice is better then that song. Dah well. Another one bites the dust.
Tatiana is surprisingly subdued. Why is she crying in the interview? Still hate her. This is going to be bad (fingers crossed) maybe she’ll fall?! She loves to sing Whitney, why? She is such a hard person to sing. Did Tati gain some weight? I’m sad that she isn’t doing a terrible job. But ppl can’t possibly vote for her, simply b/c of that last neck roll thing that she did. I think she toned it down, b/c she read on the internet that ppl hate her, she even calmed down her stupid laugh. Its like she took her meds today, or that she had a lobotomy. So she saw herself on the show and must have hated herself. Ahhhh and just there at the end with the comment directly to America to keep her dream alive, there was the real Tatiana.
Danny Gokey-his hair without product is a mess! I hate when ppl sing songs to teach ppl a lesson, or show America that they can do it to…shut up. I didn’t ask you to show me anything. He is hitting odd/off notes as well. The pitch he is singing in is strange. He picked it up in the second half though. It ended up being pretty great, Paula is clapping like a dolphin, Kara is screaming into a mic that she is still too close to. “Sold-out Arenas” is two words in what world? Aww his best friend is there looking sad…sigh. Oh shut up about rising above. Booo to that nonsense, tell ppl to man up and deal with it. What is the song for that? Is there a stop whining song? Sing songs you like, or that make you sound good and call it a day.
So what will they do tomorrow?
Jackie Tohn-Rocker chick-The first part was great, then the “3, 4” and she started screaming/talk singing…which wasn’t the hotness. But I do love that she has on Nikes. This wasn’t a good vocal performance at all. That supremely ugly note at the end…ewww. She looked cute though. But if that’s the performance that we are to judge her on…she’s going home. Right? The public isn’t going to remember that performance, the vocals weren’t memorable, yeah she jumped around…and then the talking to her after…kinda made me hate her a little. Actually I’m not going to lie it was the smiley face ring she had on when she held up her finger to indicate she was contestant 1-the smiley face rubbed me wrong. Send her home.
Ricky Braddy-had we ever seen him before? A song for you may have been written by Leon Russell but it was made famous by Donnie Hathaway and since his daughter is one of the background singers on American Idol-give credit chicken finger boy. He can sing though, although I am not loving what he is doing with the song, its like the Michael Bolton version of this soulful song. He’s an odd looking boy (why is Kara talking so close to the mic…sit back crazy!) from some angles he looks young, but from others he looks old. I agree about lack of star quality…why do they make the contestants run upstairs to get to the interview with their families? And then expect them to talk after singing and then running upstairs. Oh AI, still so silly I see.
Alexis Grace-this hair is dumb, and her look is contrived. Its like she is singing off beat at times…Also, I need to get a photographer, b/c these only marginally attractive girls look great in these photos! That deep throaty note was horrible in that it wasn’t deep or throaty at all. This performance was wack to me. She didn’t sound great, I still hate her hair, and this outfit. Really they all loved it? I didn’t. I think its partly b/c she doesn’t have the chops to sing Aretha, Kelly Clarkson did, this chick not so much. Her crazy looking daddy…scary!
Brent Keith-His dimple is cute. Apparently I need to move to the Midwest b/c all these cute guys marry these unattractive women there, I would be the most beautiful black girl they had ever seen :)! Brent is cute, but I’m not a big country fan, so I’m already ready for this song to be over. I don’t think the song did anything to show his voice off. I concur with Simon, he blew it. I’ve already forgotten it. He is totally going to get popular and leave her…UPGRADE!
Stevie Wright-She’s so shiney! And she has a HUGE face! OMG this is horrible. Why sing a song by someone who can’t sing?? This is horribly pitchy and just horrible. I hope they don’t interview her with her family. Yeah that low range was God awful. I thought I recall her singing better then that, but I’m not sure. Oh her poor parents. She is totally going to cry. All this hugging everyone, before they get to the couch…I’m so impressed with her for not crying!
ANOOP!!! The great love of my life. I love his intimate knowledge of urban R&B, not that cross over stuff, the stuff that ONLY plays on black radio, I love that he knows it. Angel of Mine, I haven’t heard that in a minute. He was GREAT! Ok standing ovation, that’s my boy! I think I’m going to have to vote for him, just in case. Oooh his mom, with her short hair…look at her all liberal, and modern.
Casey Carelson-her facial expressions during the song…are a hot mess. I think the problem is that she looks like she is a 7yr old dressed up in mommies clothes, singing mommies songs, doing this horrible knee drop, and snarl lip…then she is touching herself…ok this little girl needs a whoppin’. That was bad. Her voice is not nearly strong enough for that song. But her eye makeup is pretty. I loathe “package artists”. Glad she had fun, now she can go home.
Michael Sarver-Oil rigger guy. I love the song he is singing, I loved it when Eliot Yamin did it. Not sure his voice is right for it….the second half was better then the first. The music was too loud for him I think. I felt like I could barely hear him sometimes. I think he could do better. (Paula’s weave was on point tonight!) His wife is cuter then I expected, fab little hair cut and all.
Ann Marie Boskovich-She is not at all able to pull this song off. What is with the squatting? It looks like they have to go to the bathroom, its not cute in any way. She is not as bad at this song as I expected, and she’s cute, with a cute little body so she may actually get voted through. She doesn’t have the chops to sing Aretha!!! When will ppl learn! That was quite the comeback” So sing songs that aren’t as good?” dead pan delivery, I would have respected her more if she admitted that it was a quip, rather then punking out! Why is Kara anyone’s hero?? She’s an idiot.
Stephen Fowler-I had really hoped that he would cut his hair. Rock with you! I love this song. It rained here tonight and so my stupid satellite had some troubles during the middle of the song, he sounds a bit flat/bad on some notes….hmmmm I had high hopes for him…this may not have been what he needed. His voice is better then that song. Dah well. Another one bites the dust.
Tatiana is surprisingly subdued. Why is she crying in the interview? Still hate her. This is going to be bad (fingers crossed) maybe she’ll fall?! She loves to sing Whitney, why? She is such a hard person to sing. Did Tati gain some weight? I’m sad that she isn’t doing a terrible job. But ppl can’t possibly vote for her, simply b/c of that last neck roll thing that she did. I think she toned it down, b/c she read on the internet that ppl hate her, she even calmed down her stupid laugh. Its like she took her meds today, or that she had a lobotomy. So she saw herself on the show and must have hated herself. Ahhhh and just there at the end with the comment directly to America to keep her dream alive, there was the real Tatiana.
Danny Gokey-his hair without product is a mess! I hate when ppl sing songs to teach ppl a lesson, or show America that they can do it to…shut up. I didn’t ask you to show me anything. He is hitting odd/off notes as well. The pitch he is singing in is strange. He picked it up in the second half though. It ended up being pretty great, Paula is clapping like a dolphin, Kara is screaming into a mic that she is still too close to. “Sold-out Arenas” is two words in what world? Aww his best friend is there looking sad…sigh. Oh shut up about rising above. Booo to that nonsense, tell ppl to man up and deal with it. What is the song for that? Is there a stop whining song? Sing songs you like, or that make you sound good and call it a day.
So what will they do tomorrow?
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Music Notes...
Is it bad that I like the new Ludicris song ft. Plies (I loathe plies, really and truly I do) because despite its rote subject matter-she hot freak nasty and can't get enough of me despite the fact that I am also putting it down on several other chicks at the same time cause I'm so prolific and energetic and a man-at least some of the women are professional, a doctor and a lawyer. I can't remember the last time a professional woman is shouted out in a rap song as a good thing...wait is there a Jay-Z song? Well either way I semi appreciated the song. Don't judge me.
This Stanky Legg business...makes me sad to be black and/or a doer of video dances (for you Mia :). I feel like the creators of this dance should be younger. Like a lot younger. These seem like actual physical adults that have created a dance that is called the Stanky Legg and includes the lyrics "Do the booty do". And they say we need more musical education in schools. Pfsh.
Why is Plies ALWAYS corrupting classics!? Who signs off on this? Babyface, The Deele, have you heard this crap with Ashanti and Plies? Shameful, just shameful. Clearly someone needs better lawyers.
I've been meaning to be bitter about this "My President is Black" nonsense. It's like a horrible, R-rated, grammatically incorrect Sesame Street song to help kids learn colors-"My president is black, my Lambo is blue and I be got dam*ed if my rims ain't to, my money is light green and my Jordans is red." Any other colors you can name Jeezy? What color is the sky? The sun? What about snow? Do you know your numbers? Perhaps your next song can include a section counting things. This classic piece of american music also includes the innovative, spiritual and deeply reverential line "Tell my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus, tell him to forward to Moses and CC Allah." He clearly needs our prayers, and our used speak and spells.
I skipped the rest of that mess.
My sister happened upon some really cheap tickets to see Babyface last night. Yes, Valentine's night. Babyface concert. On Valentine's. Babyface was surprisingly energetic. I was expecting him to sit behind a piano, maybe a stool with a guitar. Turns out he likes to move around the stage, interact with the band etc. I've never thought that Babyface had the best voice, it's a decent voice, but he writes his songs to his strengths-which is also what I say about Ne-yo who in 20 years will be Babyface. When he ran through a melody of all the songs he's written and produced for ppl I realized that any song that I've liked in the last 20 years has been written by Babyface. The man is amazing. And he wasn't to schmaltzy due to it being Valentine's which I really appreciated. He shouted out love and couples a couple times but for the most part he kept it light which was nice.
I also went to my girl's party this weekend. It was big fun, and apparently I was a hot commodity (check me out on facebook yo!) holla! Despite there being nothing new to look at it was a fun time with all my girls and thier girls...we all got dressed together, had some pre-party cocktails. Sometimes I forget what its like to have a whole group of girls. I keep my circle pretty small not necessarily on purpose it just happens that way...actually it's a little on purpose since lots of women=lots of drama. Nevertheless I had a great time with a crowd of about 10 girls, with little to no drama.
Hope all is well with you all!
This Stanky Legg business...makes me sad to be black and/or a doer of video dances (for you Mia :). I feel like the creators of this dance should be younger. Like a lot younger. These seem like actual physical adults that have created a dance that is called the Stanky Legg and includes the lyrics "Do the booty do". And they say we need more musical education in schools. Pfsh.
Why is Plies ALWAYS corrupting classics!? Who signs off on this? Babyface, The Deele, have you heard this crap with Ashanti and Plies? Shameful, just shameful. Clearly someone needs better lawyers.
I've been meaning to be bitter about this "My President is Black" nonsense. It's like a horrible, R-rated, grammatically incorrect Sesame Street song to help kids learn colors-"My president is black, my Lambo is blue and I be got dam*ed if my rims ain't to, my money is light green and my Jordans is red." Any other colors you can name Jeezy? What color is the sky? The sun? What about snow? Do you know your numbers? Perhaps your next song can include a section counting things. This classic piece of american music also includes the innovative, spiritual and deeply reverential line "Tell my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus, tell him to forward to Moses and CC Allah." He clearly needs our prayers, and our used speak and spells.
I skipped the rest of that mess.
My sister happened upon some really cheap tickets to see Babyface last night. Yes, Valentine's night. Babyface concert. On Valentine's. Babyface was surprisingly energetic. I was expecting him to sit behind a piano, maybe a stool with a guitar. Turns out he likes to move around the stage, interact with the band etc. I've never thought that Babyface had the best voice, it's a decent voice, but he writes his songs to his strengths-which is also what I say about Ne-yo who in 20 years will be Babyface. When he ran through a melody of all the songs he's written and produced for ppl I realized that any song that I've liked in the last 20 years has been written by Babyface. The man is amazing. And he wasn't to schmaltzy due to it being Valentine's which I really appreciated. He shouted out love and couples a couple times but for the most part he kept it light which was nice.
I also went to my girl's party this weekend. It was big fun, and apparently I was a hot commodity (check me out on facebook yo!) holla! Despite there being nothing new to look at it was a fun time with all my girls and thier girls...we all got dressed together, had some pre-party cocktails. Sometimes I forget what its like to have a whole group of girls. I keep my circle pretty small not necessarily on purpose it just happens that way...actually it's a little on purpose since lots of women=lots of drama. Nevertheless I had a great time with a crowd of about 10 girls, with little to no drama.
Hope all is well with you all!
Friday, February 13, 2009
Heavy...
My grandfather has dementia.
He was diagnosed probably about 4 years ago but for the 5 years prior to that he was fading slowly and most of us didn't know it. My grandfather is and always has been anti anything that constrains or crimps his style. My dad says that he has "wanderlust". I think that's an absolutely accurate description, it also describes several of his grandkids.
My grandfather has been married maybe about 6 times, no one really knows for sure, he has carried on simultaneous families in separate cities, has an unknown amount of children and didn't really have a real role in raising any of them.
I grew up seeing him about once a month for about 20 mins to an hour typically at his hangout spot, a donut shop in south LA. We would pull up to the place, my dad would leave me in the car to go figure out where my grandfather was, just in case he was somewhere "indisposed" with a lady friend. He'd collect himself come grab me, buy me a donut, he and my dad would chat about nothing, he'd take our picture-careful to reach into the pocket containing the camera and not the one with the gun, and we'd leave. On holidays/special occasions we'd make a brief stop at his actual house that he and his 6th(?) and final wife shared.
That's the grandpa I've always known, skirt chasing, picture taking, gun toting, trash talking grandpa.
I know that while he had the family with my granny, he also managed to sire an additional family in Vegas with children of similar ages to my dad and aunt. I know that after going back and forth for some time, he finally left my granny (or more clearly was told not to come back by my granny) to be with some other woman here in LA. He drove a Harley well into his 70's, took an annual road trip back to Texas usually with whatever girlfriend he had at the time. He was one of the nicest, happiest, most jovial/easy going men I've ever known. He was charming, clearly.
Now he's coming up on 86 and he is a mere shell of the man I knew.
My dad is his only child, of only God knows how many, that has made any effort to care for him in his old age. I'm proud of him for doing that. It's arguable that he doesn't have to, his father was never there for him, his father never made an effort to reach out to him, without his own efforts he wouldn't even know where my grandfather was living. But when my grandfather started believing that $100 were $1 bills, and thought that peanut butter could take the place of his diabetes meds, my dad stepped in. Shouldering all the costs, filling out all the paperwork, figuring out all the legal, talking to doctors, and making frequent visits. It's been touching to say the least.
To help him with some of the leg work of my grandfathers care I've immersed myself in elder care issues in the past two days. We're trying to find a new facility, that doesn't feel like death's waiting room. It's been quite the process. I now know all sorts of things about wound care, the various stages of dementia, veterans benefits, state benefits, state employee benefits, and the differences between nursing homes, assisted living, and secured facilities. It's complicated. Confusing. Maddening.
But then today I learned that my grandfather was in WWII. I never knew that. How is it that I've never known that he was in Germany playing a role in such an important part of world history? There is so much to learn about this man that I barely know. And perhaps getting a glimpse into the life of this wandering man is what has motivated my dad to be present. It certainly has inspired me. I'm just sad that it's so late in the game and that I likely won't ever have an opportunity hear it from his own lips.
He was diagnosed probably about 4 years ago but for the 5 years prior to that he was fading slowly and most of us didn't know it. My grandfather is and always has been anti anything that constrains or crimps his style. My dad says that he has "wanderlust". I think that's an absolutely accurate description, it also describes several of his grandkids.
My grandfather has been married maybe about 6 times, no one really knows for sure, he has carried on simultaneous families in separate cities, has an unknown amount of children and didn't really have a real role in raising any of them.
I grew up seeing him about once a month for about 20 mins to an hour typically at his hangout spot, a donut shop in south LA. We would pull up to the place, my dad would leave me in the car to go figure out where my grandfather was, just in case he was somewhere "indisposed" with a lady friend. He'd collect himself come grab me, buy me a donut, he and my dad would chat about nothing, he'd take our picture-careful to reach into the pocket containing the camera and not the one with the gun, and we'd leave. On holidays/special occasions we'd make a brief stop at his actual house that he and his 6th(?) and final wife shared.
That's the grandpa I've always known, skirt chasing, picture taking, gun toting, trash talking grandpa.
I know that while he had the family with my granny, he also managed to sire an additional family in Vegas with children of similar ages to my dad and aunt. I know that after going back and forth for some time, he finally left my granny (or more clearly was told not to come back by my granny) to be with some other woman here in LA. He drove a Harley well into his 70's, took an annual road trip back to Texas usually with whatever girlfriend he had at the time. He was one of the nicest, happiest, most jovial/easy going men I've ever known. He was charming, clearly.
Now he's coming up on 86 and he is a mere shell of the man I knew.
My dad is his only child, of only God knows how many, that has made any effort to care for him in his old age. I'm proud of him for doing that. It's arguable that he doesn't have to, his father was never there for him, his father never made an effort to reach out to him, without his own efforts he wouldn't even know where my grandfather was living. But when my grandfather started believing that $100 were $1 bills, and thought that peanut butter could take the place of his diabetes meds, my dad stepped in. Shouldering all the costs, filling out all the paperwork, figuring out all the legal, talking to doctors, and making frequent visits. It's been touching to say the least.
To help him with some of the leg work of my grandfathers care I've immersed myself in elder care issues in the past two days. We're trying to find a new facility, that doesn't feel like death's waiting room. It's been quite the process. I now know all sorts of things about wound care, the various stages of dementia, veterans benefits, state benefits, state employee benefits, and the differences between nursing homes, assisted living, and secured facilities. It's complicated. Confusing. Maddening.
But then today I learned that my grandfather was in WWII. I never knew that. How is it that I've never known that he was in Germany playing a role in such an important part of world history? There is so much to learn about this man that I barely know. And perhaps getting a glimpse into the life of this wandering man is what has motivated my dad to be present. It certainly has inspired me. I'm just sad that it's so late in the game and that I likely won't ever have an opportunity hear it from his own lips.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
My Current Events...
In an effort to keep my blog from becoming an American Idol fansite, I figured I'd better write about somethings happening in my real life.
In the last two days I've had McDonald's and a Cinnabon. Which for those not in the know means I'm not feeling my usual chipper self. Basically when I get depressed I eat, and my go tos are mickey d's french fries and sweets. Sadly for my metabolism, these are also my old standbys for when I'm happy. So you got it...when I'm happy I eat poorly, when I'm sad I eat poorly. It's a sick sad cycle...am I the only one that used to watch Daria on MTV?
I'm coming out of my emotional rainstorm, and into a glorious new dawn. Ok that may be overstating it a bit, basically I'm increasingly less miserable then I was the day before. But that's still pretty good.
Over the weekend I saw "He's just not that into you", it was funny in parts. A little too cliched hollywood in the end, but ending a movie with "No seriously, he really is just not into you, in fact he may hate you deep down, he thinks you should die or move far away." could be a little too harsh. The main character is this chick that behaves as if she were 13 years old waiting, hoping, praying to be asked to the big dance by the handsome captain of the football team. She is so, in love with love, and boy crazy, and neurotic. I mean, there were parts of her neurosis that were familiar to me, either in myself or other women that I know, but for the most part she was so nuts! I guess it was just a lack of cynicism, she didn't immediately believe the worst about men. So weired...She hoped, and believed, forced herself to interpret all the minutiae of the men in her life into a positive despite all evidence to the contrary. Blind faith, I'd guess you call it.
My DC J believes all men are gay until proven innocent. My MD (formerly NY) JAC is a believer, a hoper, but even she has her limits. I am a cynic, I believe all men are fun/relatively honest for the initial meeting, and thereafter purport to be whatever it is they gather that you want in a man, in order to get you comfortable enough to let them hit. I'm sure there are some men that exist that don't fit into my cynical mold, but I don't know them.
Basically the movie cemented all my rationale for hating to date, and my fear that should I successfully date and marry he will inevitably behave inappropriately with some younger, perkier chippy. It reminded me why I was single, and likely will be.
In other current events news:
Why for the past two nights have I watched some long drawn out car chase through LA? When was the last time someone successfully evaded police in a car chase? Last nights chase was initially suspected to be Chris Brown, and then later DJ Khaled, interestingly the driver did in fact look like Khaled. But it wasn't him, and this guy wasn't kidding, he did end up killing himself. This economic downturn (not necessarily that this guy was suffering from it, he was being chased in his lovely white Bentley) has resulted in quite a desperate community. So desperate as to kill themselves and their loved ones. I always wonder what would have to happen in my life to make me consider ending it? I know the triggers for such behavior vary by individual, but I can't even think of what the circumstances would have to be to make me no longer value my life. I really, really like living, like a lot. It's too bad that others face obstacles that they aren't able or willing to hope, believe, have faith, or simply survive/exist through.
Rihanna and Chris Brown...so sad. Due to a scrape that my little brother (also age 19 at the time) got into over summer, I'd like to wait to hear all sides to the story before demonizing Mr. Brown. However should the reports that she was all bruised, and bitten (WTH??) up turn out to be true...it ain't looking good for C. Beezy.
Finally,let me just take a moment to emphasize how amazing my Lakers are doing. Best record in the league, killed the Cavilers win streak at home, with Kobe only marginally healthy. I'll admit I don't get intent on watching games until after the Superbowl. I am a year round fan of the Lakers, but after the Superbowl I'm all in! And this is going to be our year, I won't be broken hearted like last year, this year we got this!
In the last two days I've had McDonald's and a Cinnabon. Which for those not in the know means I'm not feeling my usual chipper self. Basically when I get depressed I eat, and my go tos are mickey d's french fries and sweets. Sadly for my metabolism, these are also my old standbys for when I'm happy. So you got it...when I'm happy I eat poorly, when I'm sad I eat poorly. It's a sick sad cycle...am I the only one that used to watch Daria on MTV?
I'm coming out of my emotional rainstorm, and into a glorious new dawn. Ok that may be overstating it a bit, basically I'm increasingly less miserable then I was the day before. But that's still pretty good.
Over the weekend I saw "He's just not that into you", it was funny in parts. A little too cliched hollywood in the end, but ending a movie with "No seriously, he really is just not into you, in fact he may hate you deep down, he thinks you should die or move far away." could be a little too harsh. The main character is this chick that behaves as if she were 13 years old waiting, hoping, praying to be asked to the big dance by the handsome captain of the football team. She is so, in love with love, and boy crazy, and neurotic. I mean, there were parts of her neurosis that were familiar to me, either in myself or other women that I know, but for the most part she was so nuts! I guess it was just a lack of cynicism, she didn't immediately believe the worst about men. So weired...She hoped, and believed, forced herself to interpret all the minutiae of the men in her life into a positive despite all evidence to the contrary. Blind faith, I'd guess you call it.
My DC J believes all men are gay until proven innocent. My MD (formerly NY) JAC is a believer, a hoper, but even she has her limits. I am a cynic, I believe all men are fun/relatively honest for the initial meeting, and thereafter purport to be whatever it is they gather that you want in a man, in order to get you comfortable enough to let them hit. I'm sure there are some men that exist that don't fit into my cynical mold, but I don't know them.
Basically the movie cemented all my rationale for hating to date, and my fear that should I successfully date and marry he will inevitably behave inappropriately with some younger, perkier chippy. It reminded me why I was single, and likely will be.
In other current events news:
Why for the past two nights have I watched some long drawn out car chase through LA? When was the last time someone successfully evaded police in a car chase? Last nights chase was initially suspected to be Chris Brown, and then later DJ Khaled, interestingly the driver did in fact look like Khaled. But it wasn't him, and this guy wasn't kidding, he did end up killing himself. This economic downturn (not necessarily that this guy was suffering from it, he was being chased in his lovely white Bentley) has resulted in quite a desperate community. So desperate as to kill themselves and their loved ones. I always wonder what would have to happen in my life to make me consider ending it? I know the triggers for such behavior vary by individual, but I can't even think of what the circumstances would have to be to make me no longer value my life. I really, really like living, like a lot. It's too bad that others face obstacles that they aren't able or willing to hope, believe, have faith, or simply survive/exist through.
Rihanna and Chris Brown...so sad. Due to a scrape that my little brother (also age 19 at the time) got into over summer, I'd like to wait to hear all sides to the story before demonizing Mr. Brown. However should the reports that she was all bruised, and bitten (WTH??) up turn out to be true...it ain't looking good for C. Beezy.
Finally,let me just take a moment to emphasize how amazing my Lakers are doing. Best record in the league, killed the Cavilers win streak at home, with Kobe only marginally healthy. I'll admit I don't get intent on watching games until after the Superbowl. I am a year round fan of the Lakers, but after the Superbowl I'm all in! And this is going to be our year, I won't be broken hearted like last year, this year we got this!
Friday, February 06, 2009
AI Recap
I'm watching the show a bit late (too much good stuff comes on on Wed. and I was out late, so some tough viewing decisions had to be made).
This is going to be a cry heavy episode...I'm weary already.
Tatiana....She is a piece of work. The fake crying, the horrible blush, she is just a mess. The overblown sense of paranoia "they are throwing me under the bus", umm you've been rehearsing for like 5 minutes calm yourself down! How her group dealt with that nonsense, is amazing.
The ghetto blk girl is named after the classy and regal Nancy Wilson. I feel for Nancy. And her group mate the blonde chick, who told her she's been nothing but drama...ummm what about her didn't indicate to you that she might be a bit dramatic? The single color, beige, stretch pants, jacket combo-resulting in a cafe con leche looking cat suit, with the fire engine red wig with uniform curls in two layers sitting about an inch and a half off of her head didn't scream (or whisper) to you that his chick might have a flare for the dramatics? Then the other boy in the group with the headband, what he is walking around crying about? Sadly, the ghetto chick does have a point-all this "I need to rest" and we're not done practicing...figuring out choreography, timing, etc, doesn't require you to sing, just get your butt up and work like the rest of the ppl.
That dumb bikini girl! She did all that to get on the show, and now quits b/c she wants to sleep in. These ppl. But then she does show up...if I was her group she would be singing by herself. Oh I can't wait for her lazy behind to get kicked out.
Wow, they are really cracking down on the forgetting of words. At least they threatened to do so, but really didn't after all.
White Chocolate: Why are they rapping, b-boxing? the girl-rapping but no singing, is she serious? SHE DIDN'T SING!!
Action Squad (eliminate them for the name alone): Wow this is bad...who picked this song? this is like a bad highschool performance. The blk guy might kill someone, namely paula. "evil in her eyes"-are you kidding? Oh you're not. Ok well then security!
WOW, the best friends group was awesome. They made Paula clap like a dolphin, so you know it was good. Those two boys are the business.
This white boy with the black hair and the blush, just took me to church with that "Some kind of wonderful", and his jeans tucked into his boots.
The Divas: This shoeless hippie chick, first off-that is nasty. Those girls were too nice to bikini girl...The one that stayed was the only talented one.
Tatiana's team: Yuck. I hate it when loathsome ppl are successful in anyway and/or continue to breath or exist.
Ghetto Bird's Team: This is going to be a hot mess. I love this boy, he is so queer the dancing sealed it for me. The blonde did out sing the bird, though. But they better watch that pistol in her purse, and/or razor under her tongue. The most hilarious part of this episode was when the blonde tried to approach the bird, and with approximately three words scared blondy so badly that she stopped all forward progress, and did all she could to retreat short of running away for her life. I laughed out loud for a full minute. While I am being hard on the black girl, were she a nice person, I'd have more empathy, she was just so negative and rabble rousing from the beginning that it was hard to root for her. Dah well.
Down to 75ppl. I was just about to complain that I didn't see my boyfriend Anoop, and then there at the end, there he was for next week. My heart skipped at him singing the Bobby Brown classic "My perogative"! :)
Until next week.
This is going to be a cry heavy episode...I'm weary already.
Tatiana....She is a piece of work. The fake crying, the horrible blush, she is just a mess. The overblown sense of paranoia "they are throwing me under the bus", umm you've been rehearsing for like 5 minutes calm yourself down! How her group dealt with that nonsense, is amazing.
The ghetto blk girl is named after the classy and regal Nancy Wilson. I feel for Nancy. And her group mate the blonde chick, who told her she's been nothing but drama...ummm what about her didn't indicate to you that she might be a bit dramatic? The single color, beige, stretch pants, jacket combo-resulting in a cafe con leche looking cat suit, with the fire engine red wig with uniform curls in two layers sitting about an inch and a half off of her head didn't scream (or whisper) to you that his chick might have a flare for the dramatics? Then the other boy in the group with the headband, what he is walking around crying about? Sadly, the ghetto chick does have a point-all this "I need to rest" and we're not done practicing...figuring out choreography, timing, etc, doesn't require you to sing, just get your butt up and work like the rest of the ppl.
That dumb bikini girl! She did all that to get on the show, and now quits b/c she wants to sleep in. These ppl. But then she does show up...if I was her group she would be singing by herself. Oh I can't wait for her lazy behind to get kicked out.
Wow, they are really cracking down on the forgetting of words. At least they threatened to do so, but really didn't after all.
White Chocolate: Why are they rapping, b-boxing? the girl-rapping but no singing, is she serious? SHE DIDN'T SING!!
Action Squad (eliminate them for the name alone): Wow this is bad...who picked this song? this is like a bad highschool performance. The blk guy might kill someone, namely paula. "evil in her eyes"-are you kidding? Oh you're not. Ok well then security!
WOW, the best friends group was awesome. They made Paula clap like a dolphin, so you know it was good. Those two boys are the business.
This white boy with the black hair and the blush, just took me to church with that "Some kind of wonderful", and his jeans tucked into his boots.
The Divas: This shoeless hippie chick, first off-that is nasty. Those girls were too nice to bikini girl...The one that stayed was the only talented one.
Tatiana's team: Yuck. I hate it when loathsome ppl are successful in anyway and/or continue to breath or exist.
Ghetto Bird's Team: This is going to be a hot mess. I love this boy, he is so queer the dancing sealed it for me. The blonde did out sing the bird, though. But they better watch that pistol in her purse, and/or razor under her tongue. The most hilarious part of this episode was when the blonde tried to approach the bird, and with approximately three words scared blondy so badly that she stopped all forward progress, and did all she could to retreat short of running away for her life. I laughed out loud for a full minute. While I am being hard on the black girl, were she a nice person, I'd have more empathy, she was just so negative and rabble rousing from the beginning that it was hard to root for her. Dah well.
Down to 75ppl. I was just about to complain that I didn't see my boyfriend Anoop, and then there at the end, there he was for next week. My heart skipped at him singing the Bobby Brown classic "My perogative"! :)
Until next week.
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
American Idol
Some of you may not know this, but I am a bit obsessed with American Idol. Not like I purchase the winners music, or vote weekly (I only vote in the finale if I care about the result), or anything like that. I just don't miss an episode, I love the competition of it all, and the feeling of "I could've sung that", to me it's just a good time. When I lived in Virginia my surrogate family and I used to get together weekly to watch the show. Now that I'm back on my beloved coast I wanted to rekindle that feeling of watching it together with my old fam so I started typing up my thoughts on the show as each contestant performed. Now not only does the fam read my ramblings, but thier co-workers, bosses, friends etc, all get a forwarded copy. The couple times that I missed last year-did not go over well. So anyway I thought I would post up my thoughts here as well, in case any of you are also AI watchers, or have ever wondered what watching TV with me is like.
It’s finally here-Hollywood Week!! Yay!
Only 147 ppl out of 100,000…wow.
Idol bootcamp, Barry Manilow (why is he always so available? Does he never have anything to do? Does he need money? And he stole Oprah’s line: “Luck is when the preparation meets opportunity”)
This 8 in a row, pass the mic down business is brutal. One shot and if it’s no good you go home…eesh.
Lil-why sing Witney? Just why? As Simon always says you’ll never be as good, so what’s the point? But she was good and adorable.
Dennis-aka-scary eye/teeth kid. Yes his face said possessed, and voice wasn’t hot. Ok and the mocking Simon when you get cut-really? Is that still the hotness for season 8? He is rich and you are a nobody…calm yourself down little boy. Aside for which you have far more pressing concerns like that grill of yours.
Nathaniel-pierced kid-Didn’t he sing some random song at auditions as well? And does he have on a headband? He does. He sounded great, but the continued crying makes me want him cut.
Anoop, the Indian boy!!! I love him! He is my fav!
Jasmine-cute girl, sounded lovely. But some what forgettable.
Rose-“Hi guys, its me Rose.” She is on something…or is she prego? She didn’t realize that other ppl would be able to sing…b/c she’s never seen this show, or?? Her awkward movements crack me up. She is folksy, but I fear that might be her only trick.
Stephen-black guy with fro-sang one of my favorite songs, Stevie’s “Where were you when you I needed you, like right now” Ooooh I love it.
Jorge-the eyebrows guy from Puerto Rico…did you see those things, they grew into his sideburns. (and why did Kara call him George? His name is JORGE, get it right!)
Von-Wow there sprite, that was A LOT.
Nick-Norman, the gay comic/singer/irritator/nasal singer…the sad thing is that he took someone’s spot to come act silly. AND that he can kinda sorta sing in a way, if he just sang without all the sillyness. But man he is not easy on the eyes.
Oh, the blind guy made it. I’m glad they didn’t spend forever on him. They are too heavy handed with the sob stories.
The mini Ford commercial in the middle of this episode….Forreal?! Ford we know you need to move some cars, we are bailing you out and all, but wasn’t there a more economical/environmentally friendly way of getting almost 75 ppl through LA, then 3 at a time in your stupid trucks? This is the kind of wasteful indulgence that required your bailing out in the first place. Sheesh.
Jackie-The rocker chick from LA…all the drama/Janis Joplin mimicry…could you just sing please.
Jamar-the pierced cheek boy with the best friend-I thought he was great. I’m wondering if he could have incorporated any more patterns or prints into his outfit though…maybe some cow print, or giraffe skin would’ve been hot.
Danny-the widower-also sounded great. And I love his glasses.
OMG this dag blasted bikini girl, not again. Eww and she is from my old hood…actually that’s about right. (I hate Kara’s hair today, and what is with Paula’s ruffles?) She did start off well, but it didn’t end well…and still she got through. Has it been long enough to establish that I loathe her?
Oil rig guy-He is a big boy, I like it. He sounded good. Big corn fed, works with his hands white boy that sings…lucky wife! (as long as she has a good insurance plan on him…his job is dangerous.)
Jesus (not Christ, but the Spanish guy with kids) -he’s ok. Not bad, but nothing too exciting. I can see why he got cut.
I’m bothered by this Osmond kid-he’s an Osmond, why does he need this show?
Emily-she was dumb. You practice a song, and then make a game time decision to switch to a NO DOUBT song? Gwen Stefani can’t really sing, she can scream, but that’s about it…she got lucky to get through.
Wow they only cut 43 ppl in that round. They need to get to cutting a little harder, starting with the ghetto black girl with the bad wig that they keep advertising…I have a feeling she is going to make me sad to be black, and/or a wearer of wigs.
I might write about tomorrow’s show just because I love group day!
It’s finally here-Hollywood Week!! Yay!
Only 147 ppl out of 100,000…wow.
Idol bootcamp, Barry Manilow (why is he always so available? Does he never have anything to do? Does he need money? And he stole Oprah’s line: “Luck is when the preparation meets opportunity”)
This 8 in a row, pass the mic down business is brutal. One shot and if it’s no good you go home…eesh.
Lil-why sing Witney? Just why? As Simon always says you’ll never be as good, so what’s the point? But she was good and adorable.
Dennis-aka-scary eye/teeth kid. Yes his face said possessed, and voice wasn’t hot. Ok and the mocking Simon when you get cut-really? Is that still the hotness for season 8? He is rich and you are a nobody…calm yourself down little boy. Aside for which you have far more pressing concerns like that grill of yours.
Nathaniel-pierced kid-Didn’t he sing some random song at auditions as well? And does he have on a headband? He does. He sounded great, but the continued crying makes me want him cut.
Anoop, the Indian boy!!! I love him! He is my fav!
Jasmine-cute girl, sounded lovely. But some what forgettable.
Rose-“Hi guys, its me Rose.” She is on something…or is she prego? She didn’t realize that other ppl would be able to sing…b/c she’s never seen this show, or?? Her awkward movements crack me up. She is folksy, but I fear that might be her only trick.
Stephen-black guy with fro-sang one of my favorite songs, Stevie’s “Where were you when you I needed you, like right now” Ooooh I love it.
Jorge-the eyebrows guy from Puerto Rico…did you see those things, they grew into his sideburns. (and why did Kara call him George? His name is JORGE, get it right!)
Von-Wow there sprite, that was A LOT.
Nick-Norman, the gay comic/singer/irritator/nasal singer…the sad thing is that he took someone’s spot to come act silly. AND that he can kinda sorta sing in a way, if he just sang without all the sillyness. But man he is not easy on the eyes.
Oh, the blind guy made it. I’m glad they didn’t spend forever on him. They are too heavy handed with the sob stories.
The mini Ford commercial in the middle of this episode….Forreal?! Ford we know you need to move some cars, we are bailing you out and all, but wasn’t there a more economical/environmentally friendly way of getting almost 75 ppl through LA, then 3 at a time in your stupid trucks? This is the kind of wasteful indulgence that required your bailing out in the first place. Sheesh.
Jackie-The rocker chick from LA…all the drama/Janis Joplin mimicry…could you just sing please.
Jamar-the pierced cheek boy with the best friend-I thought he was great. I’m wondering if he could have incorporated any more patterns or prints into his outfit though…maybe some cow print, or giraffe skin would’ve been hot.
Danny-the widower-also sounded great. And I love his glasses.
OMG this dag blasted bikini girl, not again. Eww and she is from my old hood…actually that’s about right. (I hate Kara’s hair today, and what is with Paula’s ruffles?) She did start off well, but it didn’t end well…and still she got through. Has it been long enough to establish that I loathe her?
Oil rig guy-He is a big boy, I like it. He sounded good. Big corn fed, works with his hands white boy that sings…lucky wife! (as long as she has a good insurance plan on him…his job is dangerous.)
Jesus (not Christ, but the Spanish guy with kids) -he’s ok. Not bad, but nothing too exciting. I can see why he got cut.
I’m bothered by this Osmond kid-he’s an Osmond, why does he need this show?
Emily-she was dumb. You practice a song, and then make a game time decision to switch to a NO DOUBT song? Gwen Stefani can’t really sing, she can scream, but that’s about it…she got lucky to get through.
Wow they only cut 43 ppl in that round. They need to get to cutting a little harder, starting with the ghetto black girl with the bad wig that they keep advertising…I have a feeling she is going to make me sad to be black, and/or a wearer of wigs.
I might write about tomorrow’s show just because I love group day!
Monday, February 02, 2009
Frequency...
I'm trying to do better about blogging. I've been neglectful, for no real reason.
But I don't have an overarching theme today. More randomness about my life. You love it, admit it.
No response from failed paramour. Technology is a gift and a curse. I know he read it because I saw him logged into G-Chat today several times. Which means he checked his email, at the very least saw my email and chose to not read it, or even worse read it and not respond-which is the more likely scenario. Who gets an email with the subject, "Why I Don't Call" and opts not to read it? No one. Especially not him. Of course I want feedback! I want a discussion, some acknowledgment of my feelings after having committed them to (paper?) gmail. Instead I got nothing, and won't likely get anything, which is one of the subjects of irritation in the email. Also, why can't I just make him go away? I always think getting my feelings off my chest will provide me some relief, and it does, right after I send it I feel so much better, lighter, relieved, unburdened. And that lasts for all of a couple hours. Then the pondering of if/when/how it will be received, whether it will get a response and when. It just goes on and on, until that curiosity is satisfied by me likely picking up the phone and calling to investigate-or so history says. I guess it could be worse, back in the day ppl sent telegrams, hoped it got there, and had to wait weeks for the delivery and any possible response. I guess that's worse. Although I think the need for instant gratification is a modern development, and let me tell you, I got it bad.
I went and hung out with my whites the other night, a couple of them smoke, and some others decided to have a cigar since it was superbowl sunday...my hair reeks! It smells so bad that I wanted to wash it when I got home but it was too late and too cold to go to bed with a wet head. But I am going to have to change my bedding as well, since I think the smell permeated my pillow cases. You know its bad if I'm willing to walk around with a bun in my head-willingly. This is precisely why I avoid smokers everywhere I go, not to mention I'm pretty sure that I got second-hand smoke cancer last night.
Can anyone explain to me what a urinal cake is? I guess I could just look it up online...Ok so it is what I thought: Urinal deodorizer blocks, also often called Urinal cakes, are the small disinfectant blocks found in urinals. But in this show that I watched tonight the guy lamented that b/c the urinal cake was missing he splashed all over himself. So then I thought perhaps its some sort of anti-splash mechanism contained in urinals...still the secret life of men's bathrooms...all the peeing together, all the rules about which urinal to take if there is another man in there, when its appropriate to take the stall in lieu of the urinal, all of the looking without looking...its fascinating really. Oh, is it fascinating only to me, and kind of gross and appropriately not a topic of conversation to other ppl? Hmmm. Perhaps.
Alright that's all I have for you tonight-stinky hair, love letters on def ears, and urinal cakes! You're Welcome!
But I don't have an overarching theme today. More randomness about my life. You love it, admit it.
No response from failed paramour. Technology is a gift and a curse. I know he read it because I saw him logged into G-Chat today several times. Which means he checked his email, at the very least saw my email and chose to not read it, or even worse read it and not respond-which is the more likely scenario. Who gets an email with the subject, "Why I Don't Call" and opts not to read it? No one. Especially not him. Of course I want feedback! I want a discussion, some acknowledgment of my feelings after having committed them to (paper?) gmail. Instead I got nothing, and won't likely get anything, which is one of the subjects of irritation in the email. Also, why can't I just make him go away? I always think getting my feelings off my chest will provide me some relief, and it does, right after I send it I feel so much better, lighter, relieved, unburdened. And that lasts for all of a couple hours. Then the pondering of if/when/how it will be received, whether it will get a response and when. It just goes on and on, until that curiosity is satisfied by me likely picking up the phone and calling to investigate-or so history says. I guess it could be worse, back in the day ppl sent telegrams, hoped it got there, and had to wait weeks for the delivery and any possible response. I guess that's worse. Although I think the need for instant gratification is a modern development, and let me tell you, I got it bad.
I went and hung out with my whites the other night, a couple of them smoke, and some others decided to have a cigar since it was superbowl sunday...my hair reeks! It smells so bad that I wanted to wash it when I got home but it was too late and too cold to go to bed with a wet head. But I am going to have to change my bedding as well, since I think the smell permeated my pillow cases. You know its bad if I'm willing to walk around with a bun in my head-willingly. This is precisely why I avoid smokers everywhere I go, not to mention I'm pretty sure that I got second-hand smoke cancer last night.
Can anyone explain to me what a urinal cake is? I guess I could just look it up online...Ok so it is what I thought: Urinal deodorizer blocks, also often called Urinal cakes, are the small disinfectant blocks found in urinals. But in this show that I watched tonight the guy lamented that b/c the urinal cake was missing he splashed all over himself. So then I thought perhaps its some sort of anti-splash mechanism contained in urinals...still the secret life of men's bathrooms...all the peeing together, all the rules about which urinal to take if there is another man in there, when its appropriate to take the stall in lieu of the urinal, all of the looking without looking...its fascinating really. Oh, is it fascinating only to me, and kind of gross and appropriately not a topic of conversation to other ppl? Hmmm. Perhaps.
Alright that's all I have for you tonight-stinky hair, love letters on def ears, and urinal cakes! You're Welcome!
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