I guess that Paula Abdul responded to the accusations of her being a big drunk as completely false…Like she’s going to admit giving drunken interviews. Ya know I don’t really care if she was drunk or on drugs…but last season I could not wait to hear her accidentally say “You are a fresh of breath air”. The correctly worded phrase was used to exhaustion last season. Ha. Like saying you are going to get your cash checked… 
That would have been the greatest if she had ever said that! I had blogged previously that the one door must have been locked on purpose for another reason to make fun of people on American Idol. Well see what they had to say about that…
If there’s no deliberate cruelty on Idol, why in two days of Seattle did no one unlock the left door?
“It was stuck,” Seacrest said.
“It ended up being the funniest thing because it wasn’t planned,” Abdul said.
“I went and hit it myself,” Jackson said. “Like, dude, come on, what’s going on with this door?”
I guess today they announced the Academy Award nominees…I haven’t really seen any of the movies (or have much desire to do so) except The Devil Wears Prada…which I really enjoyed, so I hope that wins.
The other day Mike and I were talking about bus drivers (don’t ask me why) and I was trying to remember the name of this crotchety old bus driver I had when I was young…He never spoke….and he wore one of those mesh ball caps that just kinda sat on top of his head rather than wearing it properly…anyhow…I thought and thought and couldn’t remember his name…I know what you’re thinking….like it matters. So this morning…days later, out of nowhere Mike is taking me to work and we we sitting at a red light and a bus comes to turn and you know how busses and trucks always turn real wide and you think they are going to hit you…Mike is never far enough to the right…but that is like 2 topics away from what I was saying…Anyhow, the point was that I saw a bus, and I was like “It was Ray!”. You know the name of my bus driver. Remember we were talking about it the other day….? Ok. now I’m trying to think what the point of this story was…or some life lesson or words of wisdom or some shit.
Here,I’ll try:
Don’t try so hard to remember meaningless things…because those meaningless things will just come to you at meaningless times 
