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Desperate Working Mommas
Your one-stop site for fanatical television snarking, questionable political analysis, occasional attempts to address the parenting issues facing working mothers, and halfhearted promises to stop obsessing about the entertainment industry, already! Oh, not to mention the random bitching and moaning. There's always that.
Thursday, March 10, 2005
Oh, America, you didn’t let me down after all, you sly devil, you...

Yay! Twelve finalists have been chosen, folks. After much hemming, hawing, and general BS-ing from that tricksy wee Ryan, Amanda I Feel Pretty Avila, Janay FREAK It's The Camera Must Not Cry Castine, Travis Ridiculous Beat-Boxing Newsies Wannabe Bobby Brown Tucker, and poor Ozzie's kid, Nikko Dammit Why Did I Pick the Ray Slash Jamie Foxx Song Why Lord WHY Smith, were given the boot.

Okay, so Blinky maybe should not have beat out Nikko, but in all fairness, the boy held the pity card. Am I right? Check it: Hmmmm, who should I vote for? Slightly creepy Blinky boy who is getting up all over his deadbeat dad, proving to the masses with his frankly startlingly amazing voice that he CAN make something of himself and DOES have something special to offer; or should I vote for Nikko, good-looking son of a famous, well-loved father who can more than likely afford to produce his own record and sell it based on his good looks and decent voice, not to mention his father's fame?

Hey, I'm not saying it's RIGHT, I'm just saying it could have been a factor. Geez. Tough crowd. Anyhoos, so we've got us our twelve contestants! YAY! The other twelve may now gently slide into oblivion. Sorry, um, Judd and, um, er, Aloha, was it? I can't remember, actually, and their hopeful, smiling faces have already been obliterated from the American Idol website. Sorry guys. Dylan Thomas be damned: go ahead and go gentle into that good night, 'kay? Oh!, but keep the dream alive!!

Pity.

Wait! Do you know what this means? This means now my family gets Monday nights back! Well! How about THAT?! That's something, all right! The choices, y'all, the choices? They are endless.

Huh. Maybe I should read a book or something?

link | posted by Cat at 8:48 AM


2 Comments:
Blogger Random and Odd commented:

Yay!!

check Shaun's blog
http://slowchildrenatplay.blogspot.com
for his Flea Market Idol Winner!!

:)

» 3/10/2005 5:49 PM 
Blogger Cat commented:

Your Significant Other is truly TWISTED and it is hilarious, I tell you! Hilarious!

» 3/10/2005 6:01 PM 

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