July 8, 2008

working song

Greetings, chillins! I have returned from travels North and plan to regale you will tales of Shakespeare, Jeffrey the inn runner, alcohawk, and perhaps even The River. But first, I must go to my job (boring) and work (boring). I also have an old friend visiting from out of town and while the timing was not perfect (I'm tired) it is still fun to have her here (she has mentioned no less than three times that it would be really fun to go out one night and drink).

This week at The Collective we're talking about movies (standard) and I invented a genre because in my mind all these things are the same genre.

FUN ACTION MOVIES THAT INVOLVE SPIES, THIEVES, OR RELATED THEMES

July 3, 2008

Happy Holiday Weekend

I just finished packing for a weekend out of town--a veritable extravaganza of fun. I'm flying up to NorCal to white trash it up with Heather. We'll geocache and then drive up to Oregon where we'll meet up with Roommate Carolyn and celebrate the Fourth with the hippies. Saturday is Heather's birthday (we are sooo going to party), and then Sunday we drive down to SF because my friend Emily is tying the knot with her longtime boyfriend, Matt. We'll spend a night with my aunt, and then Carolyn and I will road trip back down here to hot hot SoCal.

Fun, yes?

My last-minute-packing unskills are well documented on this site but I am becoming better. For example, I did my laundry last weekend instead of tonight. I spent most of my work day creating a very detailed to-pack list so thorough that it when it came time to pack it was as though I was following Potions instructions from the Half Blood Prince. Magic. I'll be checking my suitcase because it's still free! since I bought the ticket before June 17. This is good because I need four pairs of shoes for this trip. With the hiking and the wedding and the hippies, I can't do less than four. This is weird because I'm the type of person who brings one pair of shoes and fifty shirts and wishes she had more shoes and less shirts. HOWEVER, my new Potions leaf will prevent all these problems. In fact, if you name a day and time, I can tell you exactly what I will be wearing. SKILLZ.

I hope you all have fun with your weekend and do fun, patriotic things. This has always been one of my favorite holidays and it is peppered with terrific memories and then some not so terrific because I have so much invested in the day. Last year was a downer, but this year will be an upper. Even though I have to wake up at 4 am to get to the airport.

I'm turning off comment moderation because I'm uncertain of my internet access, so welcome the spammers!

July 1, 2008

I should never live alone. It's too dangerous.

I watched 30 minutes of this Elle Woods show and firstly, it reminds me how much I love Broadway, but secondly, I don't love watching the same dance SIX TIMES IN A ROW. I can't even do an aerobics routine and I feel like I could perform the Elle Woods dance, I know it so well. Thirdly, Haylie Duff hosts the show which seems random? Is she involved with Broadway? Or just imitating Tyra? "The next name on the list is Lauren. You can proceed to The Dressing Room. There are four of you in this room still. Two of you are safe, and two of must go to The Casting Office. The next name on the list is Bailey. You can proceed to The Dressing Room. There are three of you left. That means that only one of you is safe. The remaining two must go The Casting Office and one of you will Go. Home."

Commercial break. The suspense, I CANNOT STAND IT.

Twenty minutes later, the eliminated girl says, "Lauren and Bailey and Riahanahanah are little girls. I can't believe they are still in the competition instead of me."

I couldn't stop watching because then I'd have to fold laundry or wash dishes or put away towels. All horrible, horrible alternatives. Other things I watched to avoid responsibility:
-The Soup Presents Drunk People on TV
-everything saved in my DVR
-half of the Gossip Girl Thanksgiving episode
-the Daily Show Steve Carrell episode that I've already seen
-Ace of Cakes

Clearly, I know how to use my time.

June 26, 2008

Friday Flicks!

I have a group of friends that is spread out across the world (much like you all), and thanks to the internet we can still totally make fun of each other. This week's assignment was to make a video of yourself lip syncing. The idea is for it to look like it's actually you, because that is funny. Seriously, try it.

I thought it would be an easy assignment, but it took me several takes to figure out how to work my recorder (again), and then the speakers were too close to the mic, and then only I was to blame for my distinct inability to lip sync. Just to clarify, there is really no way for me to ever fully avoid embarrassing myself.

Man, I am such a douchebag. At some points, I'm pretty sure you can actually hear me whispering. Sigh. I will go down with this ship.

Speaking of lip syncing, have you seen THIS video? It is truly my favorite thing on the internet right now. (Also, Usher is constantly stuck in my head. In this club. In this club. In this club.)

Gah! So phenomenal!

So you have a choice on what project to work on this weekend: make a video of yourself lip syncing OR program an animatronic. Ready? Go!

[via NYmag]

June 25, 2008

Things I Learned While Watching
US Marshals on AMC

Genital herpes can be spread at any time. And a lot of people don't know they have it. To make this end, buy some medication.

Buy some insurance. Car. Life. Car. Car. Life. Pet (free with life!)

High cholesterol can cause erectile dysfunction. Buy some medicine.

It is the final! days! to! save! on a Mercury.

You should stay at some hotels. Some have free internet. Some have free breakfast.

The event! of! the! summer! is here! Get a Mercedes!

Should a man over 50 take the same multi-vitamin as a woman? The answer is no. Buy some vitamins.

Use Netrogena anti-wrinkle cream to look like Diane Lane.

A heart attack is waiting to strike! Buy some heart medicine.

Denture paste is oozy. But not this kind! Buy it!

Have Type 2 diabetes? Buy some medicine!

Travelocity will warn you if your hotel is under construction.

Tommy Lee Jones is kick ass. (But you have to wade through hours of commercials to appreciate him. Also, I think this is the first film I've seen for Jones, Robert Downey, Jr., and Wesley Snipes. I didn't even recognize RDJ.) (Also, I didn't realize that 90s action thriller movies on AMC were viewed by the sexually-active elderly. Who apparently also use the internet to make travel reservations.)

June 24, 2008

why you should be playing clusterz

Clusterz at Shockwave Games

It remembers what level you were on when you revisit the site days later.

It has an attractive interface without oppressive ads.

When you don't pass a level, it let's you replay it, easy peasy.

There is no complicated trajectory/force formula. You just point and click.

The colors are pretty.

It has a Z in the title.

It passes the time.

Passing the next level always seems possible even though it sometimes isn't.

It's consistent.

At the completion of each level, it tells you how you rank against all other players. This has the awesome effect of making you feel less nerdy.

It isn't timed, so you don't need to worry about pausing it before alt-tabbing when your boss walks in.

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June 22, 2008

My weekend

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I played Mario Kart on two systems, and played games on three systems overall. Plus computer games. I would say my mind is now rotting, but I don't believe in that. I've watched years of reality television and my brain is FINE.

Sidenote: Mario Kart on Wii is really neato but I am really bad at it. For example, I placed 12th every single time on every single course. The upside to being the worst kart driver ever was that when I got the mystery boxes I always got this new bullet thing that.. wait for it... propels you forward at 4x speed, steers for you, and knocks out all the other players. How cool is that?! Even getting that three or four times I course I STILL lost, but I sure had fun. I wanted a cheat code that would let me be the bullet ALWAYS. Does that exist?

June 19, 2008

yes, yes, i complain a lot, move along

Our management company SUCKS BALLS.

About a month ago our locks started being finnicky. It would take precision to get the key into the lock just right to actually turn. Katherine's key stopped working all together. The front door was worse than the back door, so we figured it was a wear-and-tear thing. I mean, normal locks last forever, but here in the land of crazy locks only last one year. Since I know they know they do shitty work, I called to tell them to replace our locks straight away because we can no longer lock our doors (this is a bit of an exaggeration because the back door still works, kinda, but there's no telling how long it will last before it too gives out).

I called them last Wednesday. As in EIGHT days ago. I called them again on Monday. I called them Wednesday. We even made an appointment, because, for nonsensical reasons, someone needed to be present for the rekeying. The appointment was this morning. After the thirty minute window passed I called and they said they forgot. They would come while I was at work and just leave the new key on the table. (Why I needed to be there in the first place, I don't know. Obviously I didn't.) I got home late tonight, expecting to find a new key.

This is a boring ending because you already know what's coming.

THERE WAS NO EFFING KEY.

I wish there was some way I could retaliate. Like withhold rent or something.

There are many other problems with our house like a shitty garage and a leaking faucet, but it's just not worth fighting with them. Our rent is dirt cheap and I don't really know why because these are the kind of people who would totally exploit renters (obvs). So I don't think they know it's dirt cheap. SO WHY ARE THEY STUPID? WHY? GAH.

June 18, 2008

you can tell it's summer and there's no tv because i can't stop blogging about books

Thanks for all the goodreads adds. I now have 12 friends so you all helped me DOUBLE my previous number. And for those of you who still haven't added me (*cough*AnnaD*cough*) would you get on that already? Every book I got at my last trip to the library was a goodreads recommendation so I am 3 for 3 for actually liking the books I've checked out. Woo!

In addition, my library is having a summer reading club. When I was a kid I was obsessed with summer reading club. I would go to the library nearly every day to check out new books and to report on the books I'd finished. We got prizes like coupons for free ice cream at Harry's and video rentals and stuff like that. We also got to roll the dice once per book read. The whole library was a giant board game and you moved your playing piece around. There were even better prizes if you landed on the community chest like free books and candy and
yo yos and whatever was cool when I was a kid. I don't know, pogs, probably. (Remember POGS?! LOVE.) You could go around the board as many times as you wanted, too! I was all over that.

My library's summer reading club is not like that. Instead of really cool and plentiful prizes, there are two grand prizes and one participator prize. There is no board game or free movie rentals. We get a lame ass library tote after finishing three books (little Schilbo covered that much ground in a day) and then for every book we read we get entered into a drawing for the grand prizes. The grand prizes aren't cars, though. They're just gift baskets. Lame-o.

Check this out, courtesy of our friends at goodreads:

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ooooooohh, ahhhh.

Two thirds of the way to my free tote!

June 17, 2008

Hello! Internet!

I have missed you!

So much!

My family thing is over with, I think, cross your fingers, and thank God for that. The short version is: there was a death in the family. The long version is: the family is only related by blood. The good news is: it wasn't emotional for me. The bad news is: it was emotional for just about everyone else and I had to be there. Sometimes I got to be really useful like installing the wireless router. Other times, I was very not useful and contributed only negatively to already negative-charge situation. It was really truly a horrible experience, one of the worser ones of my life, and it brought out so many of the bad sides of me. It brought out good sides too, I suppose, and I made a good impression on these people I'm related to that I don't really know, but I still wasn't able to handle the situation with all my resources, and for that I am disappointed. Also, I hate being reminded that there are still ways I can grow.

I am hesitant to write concluding thoughts because I just don't trust that it's over.

So, in the mean time, while I knock on wood, let's talk about something else.

Do you visit The Collective every day? Because there is a no reason not to. Firstly, there is a new post every single day (except for the weekend). AND we all write on the same topic every week, which I think is kinda cool if I do say so myself. This week we're writing about our addiction to the internet and how much we read of it--using the magic of Google Reader. You must check it out.

June 10, 2008

mosaic

mosaic
Idea from Schmutzie via Shannon

The concept:
1. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.
2. Using only the first page of results, pick one image.
3. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into Big Huge Lab’s Mosaic Maker to create a mosaic of the picture answers.

The questions:
1. What is your first name?
2. What is your favorite food? right now?
3. What high school did you go to?
4. What is your favorite color?
5. Who is your celebrity crush?
6. What is your favourite drink?
7. What is your dream vacation?
8. What is your favourite dessert?
9. What do you want to be when you grow up?
10. What do you love most in life?
11. What is one word that describes you?
12. What is your flickr name?


Image sources:
1. Archibald Abigail, 2. chicken porn, 3. Regina Dominican,
4. Green Womble House, 5. david cook ford music video, 6. My coffee loves me too,
7. Suitcase Motel & Travel, 8. coffee and chocolate mousse cake, 9. The Know it All by AJ Jacobs,
10. Coloseo Cat, 11. The way young lovers do, 12. Skeptic

June 8, 2008

didn't you read lord of the rings in high school?

Do you guys have goodreads?

Please be my friend. When I signed up it raided my gmail and told me all these contacts of mine were on it and so I added them, thinking it was like Flickr adds, but it turns out it was like Facebook adds which MEANS they have to reciprocate the add. Which only 6 people have done. And only 4 of them actually actively use the site. And I'm not the kind of person who needs digital friends, but I joined goodreads so that I will know what books to get at the library.

(When I go to the library without a list, I end up getting four to six books that look interesting, a judgment based entirely on the cover and then usually only finish one of them. When I go to the library with a list from you guys, I love 100 percent of the books I check out.)

Anna suggested goodreads back in February when I asked for book recommendations. And attempted to start a book club. I dismissed her suggestion with a psh, too complicated! which I re-felt when I went to sign up the other day, but Heather Anne walked me through it and it wasn't so bad. Also, there is an RSS feed for all my friends' updates. Easy easy!

If you're not on goodreads and/or don't know what is it: it's like this awesome site where you put in the books you're reading and you rate them and write short, little reviews, and you have all your reading friends and you can comment on each others' reviews and make recommendations. It's basically awesome.

So be my friend. (Instructions here.)

June 6, 2008

The internet is capital A Awesome

I'm away from home again and with each of the ever increasing trips to my non-disclosed headquarters, I bring something to improve it. Last week I installed a wireless router ALL ON MY OWN. The best part about that is when it's done serving it's purpose here maybe I can bring it home and hopefully encore my installing abilities and replace the shittiest router that ever was with something better. Hopefully.

This week I brought my Nintendo. (By the way, just now when getting that URL, I had a suspicion that I couldn't stop myself from confirming, that yes, I have used the same, totally totally lame, blog post title twice. I need a life.)

And guess what else I brought?

COOKIES.

Ashley sent me cookies this week because I begged her to. What I didn't realize when I was begging was that they weren't just any cookies, but The Best Cookies Ever. I don't even like Peanut Butter Cookies and I ate this giant one in like three bites. And then I wanted another one. My point is, you should all be so jealous right. Also, can you I tell you another story about how Ashley is, in addition to Best Cookie Baker Ever, also the Goddess of Television? (sorry, Heather.)

Check out this list.

Isn't that the most impressive thing you have ever seen? The answer is yes. Very yes.

June 3, 2008

happy windsday, eeyore!

I've been dealing with some personal stuff lately, wherein "personal" means I am not allowed to blog about it unless I want to die. This has wrecked my carefully balanced life scheduled: three days out of the office for every two days in, filling up my gas tank twice a week ($81 paid today alone), never getting to tackle the ever growing subscription list in my Google Reader, and continuing to add to the mess that is my room. There is literally no floor. LITERALLY. What's crazy is that I even had my mom do all my dirty laundry for me (I KNOW) and so now all the clean laundry is in a hamper and STILL there is no floor. I can't talk about it.

But watch me bury the lead.

I was voted Starbucks Customer of the Month this month! No, I don't get anything for free. No free drink every day. No free drink ever. No coupons, no discounts. I get the HONOR of having my photo framed at the register. I had to go in for the photo today so I put make up on. My whole office was like, "why are you so dressed up?" and then they didn't even blink when I told them it was for the photo. They know me too well.

One of my coworkers even wrote a press release about it. Some selections:

Managing Editor of J-- commented, "Abigail has been working hard for this award. She diligently sojourns from our building down the street to the Starbucks daily to let her presence be known."

Her other accompanying office friend, B--, who is the Chair of the Employee Advancement Committee agreed, "It is not a surprise to me that Abigail is the Customer of the Month. She is one of the few employees of our office to have been honored multiple times as Employee of the Day. Her excellence just shines."

Now working ----, she plays a pivotal role in the production of events when she is not playing on her Super Nintendo and/or drinking.

It is likely that this event will be chronicled by Abigail on her blog.


It is unlikely that being Customer of the Month for June will materialize any free products for Abigail, but the smiles she's entitled to have are definitely a gift.

Is that not the best thing you've ever heard? You should have seen it. It was all coded up in html with sidebar ads and totally looked legit. I know you all wish you could work at my office.

And here's another reason: I bought a Super Nintendo! and set it up at my office! I've been thinking about doing this forever, really, since my N64 broke three years ago. But it was the above vaguely-mentioned drama in my life that made me re-activate my eBay account and choose which system I wanted to get re-addicted to. The choice wasn't hard: I spent much of last summer in a Tetris Attack daze and I think this summer's success depends entirely on me reprising that daze. ALSO, I got Super Mario World and I am going to try to beat it all by myself with no cheats or anything. I realize that most of you did that when you were 12, but some of us are late bloomers. In about ten years I'll get a Wii.

June 2, 2008

Read This Book


The Last Summer (of You and Me) by Ann Brashares

YOU GUYS. IT IS AMAZING.

May 28, 2008

Dear Wednesday Morning

I love you so much. Do you know all the things I have planned with you? After the sleeping in and the TV watching and the internet reading I am going to take you out to breakfast and look lovingly into your eyes over coffee. Wednesday, I really love you.

Well, maybe not as much as David Cook. I mean, if I had to decide, well, Wednesday, he can give me a lot of the same things you can. And I'm not going to lie, Wenz, I might even be cheating on you with him right under your very noise. He just offers so much.

Wednesday, I will see you tomorrow. Promise.

May 20, 2008

you just like saying yogalates

I started back with yoga Monday.

My last tryst with the art of movement was short and last summer which means one thing... fling. And yet, I seem to believe--for whatever reason--that doing yoga makes me a better person.

While the jury is still out on that, I decided to try pilates too.

BAD DECISION.

My whole body hurts. And I actually CRIED actual tears (TEARS!) in the class. After one particular excercise that involved a combination of push ups and death we all got to "take a break" by lying on our backs and squeezing our asses and pulling our abs back down into the earth. Then we sat up for the next set of death and our instructor Kendra was all, "ohhh, you guys look sad." UH HUH.

She was very sweet and motivating and kept trying to convince us that Tuesday is the best day ever because Tuesday is the day when there is pilates. And I kind of believe her.

Like, even though it was brutal (BRUTAL) and sixty whole minutes long I'm wondering if I'll be a little better next time. I'm wondering if next time I might be able to do two push ups. I probably won't, but Kendra made me believe.

I guess that's where the good person thing comes in. Damn.

May 19, 2008

good luck exploring the infinite abyss

It was really hot here over the weekend. Thankfully, we have an air conditioner installed in one bedroom in our house so we've spent the down time between movies in there, reading, doing homework, and sorting through pages and pages of Pieces of Flair.

Unfortunately, the room with the air conditioner is not my room. My room did have an air conditioner last summer. And then in the winter, the draft coming through got so bad I took it out and put it in the garage (where it took a fall but hopefully was not damaged cross your fingers). Then the window got stuck and no matter how hard I tried it would not come open. So not only did that make it impossible to reinstall the air conditioner but it also made it impossible to get any sort of draft in the evening when it cools down outside. (Of course, after days of listening to me try to open it, my roommate got it open on the first try. "You have to wiggle while you lift." Huh.)

Needless to say, I spent Sunday night camping in our living room with the front door open.

And now I wish I was camping all the time.

When I was moving all my blankets into the living room after restlessly flopping around in my hot bed I actually considered hiking out to our garage (which is out on the alley) to get my sleeping bag and pad and gear. I thought better of it (read: I was too lazy) but I haven't stopped plotting my next camping trip.

We went to Costco on Saturday (to get out of the heat, standard) and they had this HUGE tent hanging from the ceiling and I haven't stopped thinking about it either. It had a porch! And it was only $100! And it could fit ALL of my friends inside!

I have the itch.

And I didn't plan for it at all.

See, in these parts if you want to get a camp site reservation for the summer you have to book it in February. And I was too busy complaining about something else in February.

May 15, 2008

Wanna be on top?


[ANTM spoilers]

Doahleigh asked for my Top Model thoughts and the truth is I have the exact same thoughts about ANTM that I do about AI. It's gimmicky, yes. And also, I like it.

I was pretty sure Whitney was going to win on account of Tyra kissing her ass to the maximum extreme and then once they went abroad there were a ton of rumors that she was the winner and I've been watching this show for long enough that I deserve spoilers okay? So I was fairly confident in the Whitney Win. Anya did cast some good doubt on the rumors with her awesomeness, but Tyra hates nice people. Tyra loves bitches. Figures. Ha!

(But wasn't Anya so nice? I doubt she's even dumb, PAULINA. CW website has all these deleted-scenes-type videos and all of Anya is like kittens and flowers and sound advice and encouraging words. Seriously, go watch. "I'm proud of myself. And I know my family is proud of me. And that's all I can ask for. I'm so thankful." LOVE.)

(Did you go to that link? Did you get lost in the videos? Did hours pass by before you realized you were using waking hours on The CW website? No? Just me? Okay.)

What was I saying?

Whitney was going to win from the beginning. BECAUSE there are stories. Have you guys heard them? Rewind til last cycle when Saleisha won. There were stories about her because a) she was a in a nationwide commercial, b) she was in a fashion show on the Tyra Show, c) she was in Tyra's camp thing when she was a kid, and d) her and Tyra were BFF and it was totes shady. The theory was that ANTM was tired of getting a bad rap for having winners not be top models and so they planted someone who had "star potential" into the competition so she could beat all the other girls, take the crown, and legitimize America's Next Top Model. I don't recall any sort of statement from the network explaining why it was so shady and really, they can break their own rules so I don't think it matters. But everyone was all DRAMA about it.

It's happening again. Here's why: Whitney has previous modeling experience, and she was model-skinny when she was a previous model. The theory goes that she was scouted, asked to put on weight, be confident, and she'd be guaranteed to make it pretty far. If you want to believe this story it's fairly easy to find it inside of the cycle. Whitney never getting booted even though she was in the bottom two all the time. Whitney being accused of "being fake" and "acting" and her saying that is exactly who she is. (Watch the CW deleted videos of her and she does seem really actress-y no matter what she's talking about. And not in a bad way. In a way that makes me want to watch her in Gossip Girl. But, uh, also, Whitney, are you a cheater pants?)

I liked Whitney mostly. I thought she was funny at first. Then I thought she was annoying and a hater. Then I liked her. Then I didn't. Whatevs. I didn't like Anya at first and then I did. And my hate/hate less relationship with Fats made me think too hard. I didn't care about anyone in this cycle very much (although I was curious about Kat because I thought it was funny when she called out Tyra for pronouncing her name wrong and also they NEVER showed her so I thought maybe out of nowhere she'd win after some big revelatory chat with Tyra that forced her out of her shell or whatever. Oh well). So, just like Idol I don't care who won. I'm excited to watch Whitney's My Life as a Covergirl segments next cycle because she does the role well, and I don't really care what else she does with her time.

And I don't think most Top Model viewers care how successful the models are post-show. Sometimes people like to throw around information and talk about how runner-ups are more successful than winners or whatever (see: Idol, again) but truly, CW, I swear, nobody cares. We don't even understand fashion really. ANTM viewers aren't buying designer clothes which is why fashion is never really spotlighted in the show. So why do you care so much to have a famous model?

But maybe people are mad about the skinny thing. And so I get the political Whitney win. Because if you're not going to worry about fashion or high fashion or whatever then you should worry about being a role model and models are too skinny. So, good on you, Tyra. My roommate (a teacher) says all her young impressionable students watch the show and if they have time between their Tyra mockings to dwell on other things, they might be wondering if they should lose weight to get on the show and win. And that's too bad.

They shouldn't get too fat though. Just model fat.

May 14, 2008

This is AMERICAN IDOL!

[spoilers]

I'm an American Idol first-timer. Before this season I had never seen an episode and I was even (maybe) a little bit pretentious about the whole thing. I even thought I hated Ryan Seacrest.

Well, false.

This show is awesome, Ryan is awesome, and I haven't missed in episode in several months. Also, show? The way you have stretched this thing out for like.. a year? And we all still watch? Truly remarkable.

Being a newbie means I'm blind to what sets this season apart from others. So maybe it's just the way people are or maybe it's the slipping ratings, but everyone is all up in Idol's business saying that it's trying too hard... or something. To me it's just how the show is and I digest shows-that-try-too-hard on a regular basis (ahem, Tyra).

Tuesday night, all three contestants performed as expected, in my opinion. Syesha performed three songs that were very Syesha, PAULA. Don't give her shit about who she is or isn't because she sang the exact same stuff she's been singing for the last few weeks and you've loved it. Likewise, Randy and Simon were both like, "meh, Syesha, way to ruin it for yourself!"

And I call shenanigans.

I'm not music expert (duh) but I do think I am an American Idol Season 7 expert and I know when there's an inconsistency. I also know that Syesha never had a chance getting to the final two and neither did anybody else but the Davids. For at least four weeks it's been pretty clear who was going to the top. Everybody knew Syesha was going home.

And rather than her go home because somebody had to, I feel like the judges played it like she was going home because she just wasn't good enough last night.

False.

Mark Harris over at Entertainment Weekly wrote a really great article about Idol and what's wrong with it (#6 = mosh pit). He says:

The problem is that this year, more than ever, Idol seems to view itself as a worn-out machine. You can hear the cynicism when Simon Cowell, in a tone of bored royalty, praises a contestant's ''smart'' song choice after they caterwaul about God or America in order to avoid weepily waving farewell while Ruben Studdard ominously ''celebrates'' them home. Simon isn't complimenting them; he's announcing that he thinks the show's phoning and texting voters are dull, easily herded sheep who listen half-attentively for ''values'' buzzwords, and he's congratulating the singers for realizing they can game the system. And the system — rather than a fun alternative to it — is what American Idol now represents.

David Cook is my favorite contestant. Of all the contestants, he's the one that I'd hang out with (or make out with), and he sings the songs most like the music I listen to (which is not Rock, by the way, I don't get the genre definitions that Idol delegates). I could tell he was going to make it pretty far (never once in the bottom three or two or whatever) and that's what I cared about. That I would get to see him on TV. That I would see him look at me through the magical box and that I might get to hear more stories from him. I didn't care about him winning because I didn't think winning mattered. If he's going to make music that gets on the radio then it will get on the radio if he's in first place or fourth. I might not have ever watched Idol before but I do listen to the radio.

For me the first timer, the show is a machine. One million kajillion votes determines a winner and the winner is only that. So I can tune in and nod along with Ryan and judge the songs and judge the judges but it's not actually going to determine what music I end up listening to. And that's fine with me, because I still enjoy the show. So give Syesha a break already. We all knew she was going home. She went home. And it wasn't because of her song choice, SIMON, or because she was "just alright," RANDY. That's is who she is. AND IT DOESN'T MATTER.

Now, does anyone have Ryan's number? I'd like to talk to him about some things.

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