I Had A New Title…

I really did have a new, snappy title for this blog. Unfortunately, I forgot it. It came to me late the other nite, while I was tucked away nice & cozy under the duvet. (Sidebar: if you don’t have a duvet, please invest in one promptly!! It’ll be the best sleep you’ve ever had. For real!). I was mulling around a few phrases in my mind, and then something totally cool jumped out at me. And I really should’ve written it down. But that would’ve involved coming out from the warmth, turning on a light and writing this title down. I’m sure that inspiration will hit me again…

American Idol started tonite. I really look forward to the audition process more than the other parts of this contest. The auditions are where you get to hear people’s various life stories. Some don’t have it easy; others think that they are the it factor that causes the earth to rotate. This is also where you get to hear some of the hidden talent in America. Sadly, it’s only some, because not all divas/divos are able to audition for this small contest. And this is also where you find some of the most clueless people out there. People who think that someone else would actually pay to see them perform–ha! I can’t believe how many people have so many tone deaf friends that they suggest an AI audition. To be fair, there are some pretty decent vocalists who don’t make it pass the first round simply because they’re not legitimately suited for the competition. And to be fair, there are those who didn’t get a chance to audition because other jokers stole their spots and wasted time.

The thing that really irked me tonite though was how two-faced people can be when on display. I saw too many poor auditions, that ended with the judged nicely telling them no thanx, this is not for you. The “singer” would grin and sometimes wave and say bye. But as soon as they cross the threshold, they’re yelling/screaming/cussing/cussing/gesturing about how unfair the process is and how the judges have no idea what they’re talking about. I’m wondering which is it: do you try and put your best foot forward in adversity or do you just snap when faced with disappointment?? And then I’m just thankful that they didn’t make it through because they don’t seem to deserve it. They lie and they can’t handle the dips of life too well.

In other news, it’s already mid-January. Time is just zipping on by. Tomorrow’s Wednesday, already. We’re almost at the weekend. Jamayia will be 18 mths old on Friday–yikes!!! She’s growing uber-quickly.