I hate to go there. This JournaBlog is mostly comprised of my thoughts and ruminations about life and things and events. Once in a while, I may riff on Lohan or Ledger or music or whatever, but I think I can rightfully say that I keeps it real. So, what I’m about to say is totally pop culture-y and biased. Nevertheless.
Never have I been more eager for someone to win a contest, despite the mounting evidence that it doesn’t matter who wins (Ruben Studdard, Taylor Hicks, Chris Daughtry). Never have I believed in a voice so beautiful, really, despite the fact that most believe that he’s totally faking that wide-eyed earnestness and innocence. (And, for the record, I don’t think he’s faking). Never have I been more determined to purchase a CD by an American Idol to be, or an American Idol runner-up. Either way, I will purchase anything with Archuleta’s voice on it. I’m serious. I just think he’s terrific. So, again.
In other news, some “starlet” was on the Today show this morning decrying how the media painted her during her very public divorce with another “actor.” Whatever. She completely influenced the image painted of her. Although I’m a big believer in mass media manipulation, some of these “stars” can’t blame anyone but themselves. Descending the soap box…now.
No, one more thing: apparently, a barista at Starbucks has incurred the wrath of the Olsen twins – according to what was reported on the radio this morning, she had been putting whole milk into their ‘cinos, in order to put some meat on the “twigs,” as she called them. Hilarious! Go, Barista. It just doesn’t make sense that they appear to weigh the same now as they did on Full House. All kudos to the barista for adding the whole milk. I wish she would have ground up a few biscottis and thrown it into their lattes for good measure.
All right. Whew. Enough with the poppy stuff. Just had to get it out of the old system.