So SO disappointed in America this morning. For shame. Rather than rant about it however I’ll just quote an expert on American Idol - a small victory.
“I'm a little disappointed, but not shocked. I think it was determined a long time ago that Carrie would win. You may be one of those people who believes in the integrity and honesty of the entertainment industry, but I gave up that ghost before I even stopped believing in the tooth fairy.”
“My predictions for some of the contestants: Carrie will be singing at state fairs within two years. Bo and Constantine will have a reality show on VH1. Vonzelle will prove to be the sleeper of the pack, and will become a star. Nadia will appear in Playboy in the near future and make a couple of B horror movies. Mikalah will get her own talk show, but no one will notice, much like Tony Danza's show. Scott will settle into a double-wide with a fan who sent him a pair of worn panties. Anwar will never be heard from again, which I think is just what he wants. Anthony will record a song with Clay Aiken and John Stevens and they'll have to wear name tags so people can tell them apart. Jessica and Lindsey will star as a tandem in Backdoor Sluts, Volume 10.
My semi-drunken live blog of the show can be found here.
Update: I should add that the absolute hightlight of the show was the Dirk and Hasselhoff moment”
via a small victory
Oh it was. It truly was.
Please PLEASE check out the semi-drunken live posting during the show, it’s hilarious and quite apt.
Now, on to real life. This morning while walking to work, I heard a whistle as someone walked by me. I thought ‘wow, I can’t remember the last time someone whistled at me, if in fact that was for me’ and kept walking. Then I hear ‘CLARA!’. Turns out it was GEORGE(!), walking home from work. So after hugs and chats we discovered that each of us, everyday, walks down/up Yonge street at that time. I can’t believe we haven’t run into each other before this. Sure it’s a big city but there are people who I don’t know who I see everyday at the same time, as we pass on the street. 'Girl who has the same hair as me' and '12 year old kid with Asian nanny' I see while passing the College Park Shops, for example (wow I can just imagine the google hits I’ll be getting with that last sentence). Anyway I think I’ve made my point. I think. So even tho it’s kind of sad that I thought a got a real whistle, and was flattered for that moment – I’d like to thank George for doing the whistling. I think deep down, you probably do want me. Don’t we all.