Tuesday, August 25, 2009

AI S8 Extra Shiny!!!

Kittens, I know I've been missing in action. I promised blogging about all things ABDC, but honestly, I've been paralyzed with all the not caring. Shane said a mouth full when he told some sad little crew that they hadn't done anything to "Wow" him yet this season. Take that truism and apply liberally to the whole show, no? "Bored now" would be an understatement. And so, I've been cocooning trying not to tear my hair out and rend my garments over the loss of Paula as a judge on AI.

And seriously, Simon Fuller, how could you? You can bring on all the Posh Spice's and Jonas Brothers that you like, but they will never bring 1/1,00,000,000,000 of the fabulous crazy that Paula can bring. And don't even get me started on Judge #4 because that way lies madness. And oh my goodness, I feel my blood pressure going haywire out of control even as I type. Deep, cleansing breaths, kiddies.

So why am I writing about, of all things, AI today? Noodles, it's the Lambert that calls me back. But of course. Our little alien, boy/girl, candy coated, sex god is turning it out. Have you seen the Social Life photos? Observe. Marvel.



I mean honestly, could he be any more scrumptious? Well, yes. Actually, he could. Feast your eyes!



The bitch is fierce, kittens! How could he not win AI? Lambert and Brandon both go down to ignominious defeat this year? Really, America?


Bitches.


What will take the bitterness away, darlings? Oh, I know!


There. All better.

(Side Note: And now that I've finally learned how to get photos into these here missives, it's on like Donkey Kong, kittens! I know, I know. Mama's slow sometimes)


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