I couldn't be happier.
American Idol is back.
The Academy Awards are on tomorrow night...the best day of the year.
Britany Spears head slowed down Anna Nicole Smith news for five minutes.
Isn't life wonderful?
I went to a bar mitzvah today. Mr. Cruisin and I had the honor of performing an aliyah (called up to the torah to say a prayer before the young man reads his torah portion).
I have to say we weren't half bad. As we got back in our seats, my husband, being the great observer that he is, menitoned that going up to sing the aliyah is not unlike going before the judges on American Idol.
So, of course,upon returning to our seats, we sat in judgmental bliss over all the other contestants, ooops, I mean friends and family that were called up to say this prayer.
Just like American Idol, some were single contestants and some came forward in groups.
Mr. Cruisin: "hey you, contestant number 1...a bit pitchy, wouldn't you say?" "I'm just not feelin' you dawg, you know what I'm sayin'?"
Me: (elbowing Mr. Cruisin' in the gut) SHHHHH! Don't you know this is a serious religious ceremony...keep it down...besides...he wasn't bad. In fact, he had personality, a spark, he should keep going, and not give up".
Mr. Cruisin: "WHAT?! Are you kidding, (suddenly breaking into an English accent)that was just AWFUL! He should be ashamed, that was completely fuhget-table".
Next up was a group. NO choreography, no harmony, quite pitchy...hopeless.
How did any of these people expect to ever be invited to another audition, I mean, ceremony.
Oh well, all of life seems to have become just one big reality show.
Don't you think?
Gosh, I hope Mr. Cruisin isn't the father of Anna Nicole's baby.
