Holly Hell's Bells!

Scotty McCreery must be in cahoots with Jesus AND Satan because this just happened.





How does someone receive credit when they're thousands of miles away? This kid has some voodoo working for him apparently.

American Idol Recap

This blogger did better than I could - especially since my interest in the show is waning considerably since Scotty and James remain in the running and Lauren is becoming just another face in the crowd to me. Haley should win, but let's face it, American teens hate diversity...

Paging Emma Stone

I do not like Emma Stone as a blonde. She looks sickly. Especially with the gold eye shadow she's been coveting the past few weeks.

Go back to being a red head - it was so very good for you!!!

Soul Surfer Review

Good movie. I followed Bethany Hamilton's story when it all happened years ago, thus I was influenced to see the movie to relive the news articles I suppose. She's a strong individual and kudos to her for not giving up on herself when so many people do with a lot less trauma in their lives.

That being said ... was it so necessary to talk about religion every two minutes? And did they really (seriously) kill the shark that ate her arm?? Well, that just tells God how much you love his earth and creatures, huh? So after the first 45 minutes when I'd heard them speak about religion about 15 times and then after seeing a dead shark (even if it was fake) hanging from a Caterpillar crane, I gave up on the movie.

And you can't argue with the theater to get your money back, and Hollywood certainly won't refund money to patrons who are offended in some way.

Entertainment should not be the voice of religious or political beliefs or disbeliefs. End of story. When you add either said to the mix you're going to offend someone. Let the crooked politicians and crooked religious nuts ruin the world (because they're doing a great job on their own) and let Hollywood simply entertain. I don't always go to movies to think, sometimes (most of the time) it's to get away from thinking, things that bother me in real life, etc.

I guess I'd give it a 2.5 out of 4 ... because like I said, it's a good movie. I'm just not going to buy it.

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Pregnant In Heels: The Couple Not Intelligent Enough to Name Their Own Child

This show premiered on April 5 apparently and I got sucked into it today because my own child is with his dad until Tuesday ... First of all, Rosie Pope looks like my friend April Love, no joke. They even have the same lisp. It's sort of cool.

Secondly, Rosie was hired by a Manhattan couple who obviously don't know what causes babies because they couldn't even perform the simple task of naming him. This has nothing to do with money or class, this has everything to do with intelligence. If you can't name a child on your own with a name that means something to you and not what others think, then you shouldn't be allowed to hold the responsibility of forming someone into a capable, independent human being.

Bravo (no pun intended; show is hosted by Bravo) to Rosie for setting herself up nicely off of dumb rich folk.


couple: "The name can't start with J, no Es or Rs, and it can't end with an S because we think that's weird."
me: "Say hello to my son, JamES! Named him on my own, took me about two seconds to think of it. I saved myself lots of money!"

Read Rosie's blog, because she's cute.

You Need to Know Lindi Ortega

I first heard Lindi Ortega via Myspace (yeah, I just dated myself a little) on a Monday in January 2006 ... two days later I was seated in a tattoo parlor having her lyrics ("It could be worse... You could be feeling nothing at all) injected into my veins (sort of quite literally).

Lindi has all the makings of a star: great voice, awesome look, talent.

Lindi is also very real. I'm writing this after watching videos she has posted on her YouTube, photos I've seen on her Facebook. I love that though we've never met, all because of her music, the internet, and/or because I spontaneously decided her words need to be with me forever, no matter how blurry the lines become over the years, we have become what I think of as friends, in a sense.

So, I'm raising my Dia de los Muertos flask full of Jack Daniels to one incredible chica. Here's to you, lady! *clink*