In looking over my past few posts, I've noticed that I've been a total bitch. My mother always used to tell me, "If you don't have something nice to say...don't say anything at all."
But clearly I've not been following that advice.
But I'm going to try to chance.
At least for a couple of hours.
So here it is...an entry where I'm saying something positive about a former Idol contestant...specifically Mister Chris "Just Call Me Daughtry" Daughtry.
My parents didn't raise me to be a fighter. In fact, they didn't let me play with GI Joe figurines when I was little, because they felt like the toys endorsed violence.
And so...I'm not a fan of fighting.
I've never gotten into a fist fight...and I don't think I ever will.
BUT now...I'm going to take a moment to admit that I've found the first man I've ever wanted to punch in the face...
Now I have to admit that I'm not really a modern country fan (with the exception of the Dixie Chicks), so I'm probably not the right audience for this ditty...BUT I'd like to think I can recognize a good thing when I hear it.
And this ain't a good thing.
It ain't much of anything actually.
If I want an Idol-related country song, I'll stick to this...
It's been weeks now...and I still can't get enough of this song. I honestly don't understand how I can like a song by the country cyborg...but I do.
Well, I've got a new song that I love...and I'm sharing it with you as I watch Part One of the Project Runway 3 finale...before I've even had the chance to listen to it myself.
Why?
Because it's the Idol's very own FANTASIA...on a track by COKO!!!
So my friend Zak was at the 99 Cent store the other day and he came across the following item...
What's not to love about an Idol brand toothpaste?
It's jammin'!
And it looks just like the green slime from those Ghostbusters movies!
But it smells like Green Apple Jolly Rancher!
And it tastes like Green Apple Jolly Rancher too...but only for a few seconds...because the paste suddenly loses it's fruity flavor and ends up tasting like boring old regular toothpaste.
Even though I was totally skeptical about the whole idea of a fruit flavored Idol toothpaste...in the end, my teeth felt TOTALLY clean!
So if you want to be like me (and want to brush your teeth with fruity Idol Jolly Rancher Tooth Slime) then head on down to your local 99 Cent store...or if you don't want to leave the comfort of your computer...you can just click here.
I was unfamiliar with the UK entertainment news website "Entertainmentwise," but then I saw this headline and knew that their editing team must be as reliable as that of most bloggers...
Nothing comforts me more than knowing that I'm not the world's worst proofreader.
If so, I might be more than a little disappointed by the quality of the songs. Frenchie's voice is quite lovely (as it always is), but the songs sound like songs that Angie Stone wrote back in the fourth grade (during recess).
In other words, Frenchie isn't going to make a splash in the music biz just yet. But don't just listen to me, judge for yourself...
I might be more disappointed in my special ladyfriend. Here's to hoping that Eva the Diva smacks some sense into her, before she goes off and records any more fracking crap like this...
(Btw, this picture was supposedly taken at some Atlanta gay pride event...and there are now all these rumors floating around the internet claiming that these two tealityTV divas are an "item." I don't know if there is any truth to this...but if there is...and they "are"...then I want to be at their commitment ceremony.)
All I do know about Miss Ashman is that she is a reporter for "The Village Voice" and after spending quite a bit of time with Constantine Maroulis...she clearly "appreciates" him almost as much as I do.
THIS ARTICLE (entitled "This Is Constantine Maroulis. He Wishes You Knew That.") might be the best thing that ever happened to blow-dryers and AXE deodorant.
As for Constantine, he's probably seen better days.
Guess who else isn't bringing sexy "back" anytime soon?
Contrary to this report, I'm not so sure that the people attending the Greek Food Festival in Dallas appreciated Mister Maroulis interrupting their consumption of spanakopita...but then again I could be wrong.