a week of rain, that's rare... i mean non-stop rain just about 24/7 (not just the afternoon showers)... and i'm turning vegetable again (definitely would not do well in seattle or london or any rainy cloudy town, no matter what the other benefits and wonders might be... kind of like new yourk or toronto is too cold for me, so the magic energy and diversity is not worth it for the long term for me)... gotta hit the breaks before i undo weight loss...
so meanwhile, idol is on and it's not as exciting or magical or whatever as it might be, at least not for me... i'm just not that into tv... some serious thunder outside that is distorting the sound on the tv and threatening to shut down power at the most inopportune moment... the lights just went blink... oooo, it is exciting after all... ironic laughter fills the space...
so i'll just keep rambling along until idol is over and then, maybe i'll sleep or maybe i'll just vege with whatever else is on the tube... toob, yeah, tooooob... i miss having a silly pasrtner... a silly buddy... not a silly putty, a silly buddy... people just don't seem to get silly like they used to (gosh, does that sound like an old man?... well, show me the monty pythons of today then, go ahead, show me the marx brothers, the three stooges, rowan and martin... heck, there is not even a soupy sales today... pee wee herman?... mr. bean?... they don't even come close to the silliness of the original saturday night live crew...
oh wow (back to the show)... when they did kiss on the show i said to myself, adam could tour with kiss, but really, queen would be a so much better fit for him... oh, but they couldn't get queen, could they... and then... they close the show with queen... congratulations simon, idol did surprise me once again by doing what i thought would be best for the artists on the show... not that it's the best they could have done... not that it's so great that i'm a genius prophet... giggling silliness, yes, but seriously, they did choose the music well in the end...
and sure enough, the pretty boy, the straight boy, the pop star wins... obviously not the best voice, not the most talented, not the best artist... and he knew it and that modesty helped get him votes, no doubt... but the popularity is superficial and the pretty face usually wins... he is good though and will go platinum before long... as will a few others... the applause sign is on...
so now what? :)
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
rainy nights in florida
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a week of rain? ... wow, that must have put a damper on the tourists at Disney, no?
what about that Ida, the fossil? it still sort of amazes me that they can tell from a 47-million-year-old fossil that her last meal was fruits, seeds, and leaves.
i hope the rain clears up and brings brighter sunshine soon... :)
hug
yeah, rain rain rain... and even though it barely rained today, the game was rained out tonight cuz the fields were still too wet...
i guess i need to google ida, huh? :)
alas, i am working too many hours these days to appreciate the sunshine between weekends, but at least i get out and get semi-burnt every sunday...
thanks for stopping by... i hope life is smiling in your world :)
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