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| New Blog HomePlease visit my new blog home: Library Pendragon. I'll still be posting silly stuff, like American Idol musings, here on Xanga. But for the posts on organization and productivity, you'll have to check the new site.
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| Wherein David Cook Suffers Momentary InsanityYes. Here are my thoughts on tonight's completely appalling American Idol:
- Syesha: I liked it. However, if you must sing Broadway in order to have any personality whatsoever, maybe pop is not the right avenue for you.
- Jason: You are a nice guy, but you are so going home. That reminded me of something my siblings and I would do to make fun of stupid Broadway music when forced to sing it in children's chorus. Also, terrible song choice.
- Brooke: I'm glad Simon likes you, and I do too... But however incoherent Paula may be, she's right that performers aren't allowed to just stop and start like that. Not on live TV. Not in concerts that people pay good money to see. Not anywhere except a recording studio, really.
- David Archuleta: Solid as always. Funny-looking little dude, best voice of the whole lot.
- Carly: Yeah, ok. It worked.
- David Cook: Why, David, why? I know the judges didn't seem to mind it, and I love you more than they do generally, but if I had been a judge tonight, we would have had a serious conversation about your song choice. Surely, in the entire body of work by Andrew Lloyd Webber (cheesy though it may be), there was one song somewhere that did not reek of melodrama quite that much. It most decidedly did not rock. And were you really wearing a scarf belt? I think I preferred the slept-in-spilled-on look of last week. You are still my American Idol, but please do not ever sing Broadway. Ever.
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| Ode to David CookDavid Cook
Thou art my true
American Idol,
Even though thou dost insist
Upon wearing clothing that looks
As though thou hast slept restlessly in 't
And then thou hast fed it a jelly donut for breakfast.
Regardless of thy dress,
Though hast proven thyself worthy
By vanquishing the most vile, fetid, and putrifescent
Pop song
Known to this current age of men.
Plus, thou dost resemble mine own husband,
And he art hot.
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| DST, my curse upon thee!Right now, my tagline in Facebook purports that I am "an organizational genius." While I may not be able to claim organizational skills after today, I am certainly a geek, as evidenced by my presence at the NCaect (North Carolina Association of Educational Communications and Technology) Conference today and yesterday. I'm so geeky, I even presented a session. I had a cool little blue "presenter" ribbon on my badge and everything.
BUT even in all of my geekiness, I couldn't manage to program my VCR correctly this week. VCR, you ask? Why, if you are so geeky, do you still own such ancient technology? Should you not own TiVo or some other digital recording device?
And now I must qualify my geekiness. I am, out of necessity, of the order of Spartan Geeks ("rigorously simple, frugal, or austere" according to Dictionary.com). While I enjoy geek culture, I am unable or unwilling to participate in many typically geeky ventures. For example...
My cell phone was $20, off contract. It's an LG that makes and receives calls and (when I'm lucky) text messages. Nothing else. No camera, MP3, internet capability, or anything of the sort. This phone makes sense for me because a) my old phone was stolen and would have been very expensive to replace, and b) I receive and make about three phone calls a week.
My personal computer is a five-year-old iMac. Now, granted, I had this iMac custom built five years ago, and it's no slouch. But with no significant updates in five years, it's a little behind the times. I'd love to be able to do some video editing, but it won't happen on this machine.
I didn't have a digital camera until my sister gave us this awesome wedding gift (last June) of the cutest Cyber-Shot in the world, which I love.
Similarly, I don't watch TV regularly. The only TV show I watch is American Idol. Therefore, I have basic cable and a VCR.
All of this is fine and noble and Spartan and whatever. Until the one clock in the house I forget to set for Daylight Savings Time just happens to be the one on my VCR. So, today when I finally got a chance to watch this week's American Idol, I could only watch the second half because the VCR began recording at 8:00 pm Standard Time. And as you recall, two out of six performances in the second half of this week's American Idol were train wrecks. Even Paula didn't like that girl trying to sing country-style Beatles, and I almost choked on my popcorn.
So, instead of writing an excellent American Idol post for the week, I am just going to chalk it up as a loss and go check iTunes to see who got booted. I did re-program the VCR clock, so I'm set for next week.
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| BlahMost of the girls were very blah this week. Just to get it out of the way, front runners were definitely Brooke and Amanda. I love Brooke. I do not love Amanda, but she rocked this week. Bottom feeders who will probably go home are Kady and Kristy Lee.
Has anyone else noticed this striking resemblance?
Carly Smithson:
Linda Ronstadt:
She looks more like young, skinny Linda, but still...
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