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The Rape of the Ear...but I was soooo asking for it.

I need to take a brief break from the roundtable preparations to confess that...well...last night I had PURE thoughts about Sanjaya. No, don't trouble yourself shaking out your ears. I said I thought NICE things about Sanjaya.

1. I did not think he was the worst singer/performer last night. You heard me correctly: Sanjaya was not the worst. For the record, Chris was, IOO (that's "in our opinion"---"our" being me and my husband who now, after lo so many years, do share one brain). And let the record reflect it is my husband's best guess that Chris is slotted to go next.

2. Friends. God help me. Last night, I found myself almost liking Sanjaya.

Why?

Please.

The reply to the write-in question. That was hilarious, "I'd like to see Simon Cowell sing Shiny, Happy People to display his true personality."

That was like Bush level awesome unimpeachable backhanded slam. WABOOM!

What could anyone---including the aforementioned Shiny, Happy Person---do but laugh their rear ends off?

I just want you to know that this visual is warring in my head with one of a rubber chicken strung up on a fishing pole. Just trust me; the blog post explaining that has been written since this past Monday and will go up after a suitable interval.

I just love it. You know, I'd pay money to see Simon sing that song.

Back to the subject at hand:


I'll be cruising your blogs today (those of you who said, "Yes! Count me in!" The words that are like music to my ears---thank you, since my ears? They were otherwise cruelly assaulted too many times yesterday.) and collecting links. I'll put them together and post up the master link list tomorrow.

And now I leave you with this:



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Comments

K said…
Thanks for the video, I soooo needed that! REM will always take me back to college in Athens, young and free!

I'm still working out kinks, but I will post and link, I promise. This topic has spiralled into epic proportions for me, trying to scale down.
Julie Pippert said…
You are so welcome!

When signing in late at school...my excuse? Excessive dancing and singing to "Furry Happy Monsters Feeling Glad." Kids could not get enough.

I mean, what can I say? LOL

Bad mom! Bad influence!

Oh yeah...sitting on an open patio in the spring with friends, being cool, waiting for the musician du jour to come out a capella. REM...Indigo Girls...Natalie Merchant (well, 10,000 Maniacs)...Sara Hickman and Sarah McLachlan. Among many others.
S said…
J, I just can't like Sanjaya, even though I thought his joke was funny. My first instinct, because I'm predisposed to dislike him, was to think that the producers fed him that joke in advance.

Aren't I cynical?

Hope you got my e-mail last night?
Julie Pippert said…
Oh hey SM! I did get it, just replied to you actually (wading through email this a.m.) Thanks! Oh wow, fed him that joke. Dude. That makes so much more SENSE. I was beyond surprised, with grudging admiration b/c that was priceless. You know, I feel some relief with that theory.
Julie Pippert said…
P.S. My sense of shame? ego? demands I clarify I said I found myself ALMOST liking him. LOL
thailandchani said…
Put one up for you but, honestly, it doesn't seem to be getting any reaction so I might go ahead and take it down later.

We'll see how it goes... :)
Julie Pippert said…
Chani, FREEZE! Don't you dare. I already added it in to the post and it will go up. I liked it! I will be by with more comment later!
thailandchani said…
I'm giving it another couple of hours but leaving a post up to sit and quiver for 5 hours is telling me that it's unwelcome.

I don't know. It might be too soon for the ideas I expressed there.

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