I’m done.

You know, I really don’t expect everyone to have the same taste in music or books or whatever that I do. It would be a very boring world if we all liked the same things.

That said…

I’m done with American Idol.

Of the final 4, Chris Daughtry was the best, most consistent performer. I have nothing against the other 3…I actually like them all for different reasons. BUT, none of them are of the same caliber as Chris. Period.

So, now that it is official AI is a popularity contest based on personality and has nothing to do with popularity due to perfomance, I’m done.

Am I pouting? Yeah. I am. But I don’t care. Only old and boring people don’t like Chris. And those are the exact same people who voted for Clay Aiken back in the day. And he was the wrong person for AI, just like Elliot is. Elliot is a great singer–so was Clay–but they aren’t the next big “Pop Star”. I think Old People should not be allowed to vote. (btw: being “Old” has nothing to do with age. I know people younger than me who are old bitties.)

Anyway. I’m done.

End rant.

David Blaine "Drowned Alive!"

Seriously, does anyone give a rat’s ass?

Isn’t this about the dumbest stunt ever?

Why would ANYONE do this?

Oh. Wait. Money.

I forgot.

Fine…he’s an idiot who decides to become the Little Merman for a week and then plans to be shackled underwater while attempting to hold his breath for 9 mins. Oh, and he has to escape the shackles.

Sigh.

So, why would anyone watch this?????

David Blaine "Drowned Alive!"

Seriously, does anyone give a rat’s ass?

Isn’t this about the dumbest stunt ever?

Why would ANYONE do this?

Oh. Wait. Money.

I forgot.

Fine…he’s an idiot who decides to become the Little Merman for a week and then plans to be shackled underwater while attempting to hold his breath for 9 mins. Oh, and he has to escape the shackles.

Sigh.

So, why would anyone watch this?????

And then there were four…

Bwahahahahahahahahaha!

I don’t care how fun his crazy ass was to watch…seeing the look on his face when he got booted tonight was worth any amount of entertainment he might’ve provided in future shows.

Do you hear me laughing?

Bwahahahhahahahahaa!

See, here’s the thing: That tribe sealed their fate tonight. They don’t have the votes. The remaining members of the tribe have screwed everyone on the jury.

I don’t believe anyone can beat Terry now…unless Terry just grows stupid and gives his idol away to the highest bidder.

Aras proved himself to be a momma’s boy tonight. What a stupid crock. “Wah. My momma is just as important to me as your wife is to you. Wah! She’s my rock! Wah! How dare you say that isn’t important.”

Get real, Momma’s boy.

You realize Aras is the reverse of Sara? Yeah…he proved it tonight. Wah!!!!! I have more estrogen than testosterone. Wah!

Poor Shane. I’m sorry he was blindsided. (no I’m not. That’s what Survivor is about) but honestly, the old Kasaya team needs to realize they aren’t a TEAM anymore and get the fuck over it. Grow a pair. It’s Survivor. You got played.

Hahahahaha.

And I’m glad. That was a fun show.

And then there were four…

Bwahahahahahahahahaha!

I don’t care how fun his crazy ass was to watch…seeing the look on his face when he got booted tonight was worth any amount of entertainment he might’ve provided in future shows.

Do you hear me laughing?

Bwahahahhahahahahaa!

See, here’s the thing: That tribe sealed their fate tonight. They don’t have the votes. The remaining members of the tribe have screwed everyone on the jury.

I don’t believe anyone can beat Terry now…unless Terry just grows stupid and gives his idol away to the highest bidder.

Aras proved himself to be a momma’s boy tonight. What a stupid crock. “Wah. My momma is just as important to me as your wife is to you. Wah! She’s my rock! Wah! How dare you say that isn’t important.”

Get real, Momma’s boy.

You realize Aras is the reverse of Sara? Yeah…he proved it tonight. Wah!!!!! I have more estrogen than testosterone. Wah!

Poor Shane. I’m sorry he was blindsided. (no I’m not. That’s what Survivor is about) but honestly, the old Kasaya team needs to realize they aren’t a TEAM anymore and get the fuck over it. Grow a pair. It’s Survivor. You got played.

Hahahahaha.

And I’m glad. That was a fun show.

Lucky Break

Fiona Wright has no money and no job, but plenty of unpaid bills. When she’s offered a lucrative job teaching aircraft maintenance, she takes it—qualified or not. Will McCrae, assigned to train her, is her perfect idea of Mr. Wrong.

TSgt Will McCrae’s job is to turn a flighty, overdressed, neo-hippy into an Aircraft Maintenance instructor. Despite his misgivings, when duty calls, he answers, strictly by the regs. But how exactly are the regulations going to help him, when she walks through his classroom door—and into his heart?

Go buy this book today. My friend Jan will appreciate it!