So wouldn't you know it the tv columnist in the Washington Post agrees with my review of Paula's new show. teaser on the front page said: "Like a little train wreck with your dance show?"
she goes on to echo my comment about the judge who knew Michael Jackson, saying she's betting he talks about 'his dear friend Michael Jackson at least once per episode.'
sing it, sister. catch the column here:
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2011/01/04/AR2011010403721.html
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Oh Paula
Tonight I watched a few minutes of the new reality show/dance competition called "Live to Dance." Paula Abdul is a judge and two other cheesy people, one of whom is said to have been Michael Jackson's choreographer.
I don't know who decided to put Paula back on the air but it is like a little gift for us for the new year. Did you ever watch her reality show on Bravo, "Hey, Paula"? If you ever had any question from watching her behavior on American Idol as to whether she was a wackjob, the Bravo program but any doubts to rest. Not surprisingly, the show was only on one short season, probably because she figured out that instead of being a showcase for her it only served as a great big spotlight on her craziness. My theory is that her craziness is derived in large part from the fact that she NEVER SLEEPS coupled with the pain pills she takes from an injury incurred years ago. And, she's a narcissist.
Anyway, she seemed sedated on Live to Dance - bleary eyed and mostly coherent but barely holding it together. she did manage to bleat out some of her usual Idol nonsense like " You... are. a gift. from heaven." and that's about it. For all we know, she may still think she's on Idol.
The show itself is blatant claptrap designed to tug at the lowest common denominator heartstrings - to wit, the 90 year old tap dancing grandma who could barely move her feet but was heartwarming - if you get the thumbs up (a gold star) from at least two out of three judges you get to move forward in the competition. Of course there was no way she was going to move forward in the competition, and therefore no reason for her to be shown at all, and predictably she got two thumbs down (red stars) from the two no-name judges, but not from Paula. she got to be the angel who gave the old lady a gold star and got to mumble something about her dancing to live and living to dance, blah blah.
The other performance I watched was a group of young New Jerseyites who had some bizarre routine involving ghosts and a mausoleum, but it was performed to a Michael Jackson song, therefore the MJ choreographer got to get all choked up and talk about his 'close personal friend, Michael Jackson.' I have a feeling he uses that phrase a lot.
I think I'll watch next week.
I don't know who decided to put Paula back on the air but it is like a little gift for us for the new year. Did you ever watch her reality show on Bravo, "Hey, Paula"? If you ever had any question from watching her behavior on American Idol as to whether she was a wackjob, the Bravo program but any doubts to rest. Not surprisingly, the show was only on one short season, probably because she figured out that instead of being a showcase for her it only served as a great big spotlight on her craziness. My theory is that her craziness is derived in large part from the fact that she NEVER SLEEPS coupled with the pain pills she takes from an injury incurred years ago. And, she's a narcissist.
Anyway, she seemed sedated on Live to Dance - bleary eyed and mostly coherent but barely holding it together. she did manage to bleat out some of her usual Idol nonsense like " You... are. a gift. from heaven." and that's about it. For all we know, she may still think she's on Idol.
The show itself is blatant claptrap designed to tug at the lowest common denominator heartstrings - to wit, the 90 year old tap dancing grandma who could barely move her feet but was heartwarming - if you get the thumbs up (a gold star) from at least two out of three judges you get to move forward in the competition. Of course there was no way she was going to move forward in the competition, and therefore no reason for her to be shown at all, and predictably she got two thumbs down (red stars) from the two no-name judges, but not from Paula. she got to be the angel who gave the old lady a gold star and got to mumble something about her dancing to live and living to dance, blah blah.
The other performance I watched was a group of young New Jerseyites who had some bizarre routine involving ghosts and a mausoleum, but it was performed to a Michael Jackson song, therefore the MJ choreographer got to get all choked up and talk about his 'close personal friend, Michael Jackson.' I have a feeling he uses that phrase a lot.
I think I'll watch next week.
Monday, January 3, 2011
Random thoughts for the first Monday of the New Year
So far, the new year feels a lot like the new year. I arrived late at work today, covered in dog hair.
Needed some Pandora tunes to get the day going, thank god for 80's music.
My friend Jamie reminded me of three important Colombian New Year's Eve traditions:
Watched part of the Craigslist killer movie on Lifetime tonite. Hope you did too so we can discuss.
Needed some Pandora tunes to get the day going, thank god for 80's music.
My friend Jamie reminded me of three important Colombian New Year's Eve traditions:
- wear yellow underpants on NYE, to bring you luck in the new year
- at the stroke of midnite, swallow a grape - swallow one grape for each toll of the bell for a total of 12. if you choke on any of them, that number grape corresponds to the month in the year in which you will have trouble.
- after you're done downing grapes, grab a suitcase or two (they can be empty) and run around the block. this will help ensure you take a trip in the new year.
Watched part of the Craigslist killer movie on Lifetime tonite. Hope you did too so we can discuss.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
I love tee vee part 2
Ok, the murder defendant Lawrencia Bembenek, aka Bambi Bembenek, was a beautiful woman but has not aged so great, I guess prison will do that to you. anyway, she is looking and sounding a lot like Mac's mom on It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia.
Season of gratitude
This year I feel like the winter holidays kind of snuck up on me and passed me by. In an attempt to embrace the spirit of the season, I tried to tweet daily about something I was grateful for that day. Some days were harder than others. But there are some little things that make me smile in general that never made it into the Twitterverse:
- Gummy bears (Haribo)
- Tide stain pen
- Golden Girl reruns
- the Harriet Carter catalogue (f*#%ing hilarious)
- Infomercials, an underrapreciated genre
- the Natty Bo guy
- "Fresh Air" on NPR
- Trader Joe's
I love tee vee
Intriguing show name: Sex in World War II.
Still going to watch a true crime show on Bambi Bembenek instead. Lesson learned so far is don't try and flush a wig down the toilet.
Still going to watch a true crime show on Bambi Bembenek instead. Lesson learned so far is don't try and flush a wig down the toilet.
New Year's Resolutions
This year, I resolve to make resolutions for others, starting with my pets.
Dog resolutions:
Dog resolutions:
- Pass less gas.
- Make peace with the bunny rabbit that frequents the yard.
- Eat more slowly and enjoy my food.
- Be nicer to the cat.
- Stop fighting over the dog beds.
- Take more walks.
- Enjoy bathtime.
- Send the vet a Christmas card.
- Moderate my cheese and rawhide intake.
- Show appreciation for my masters.
Cat resolutions:
- Go to anger management class.
- Try tai chi.
- Investigage different heat vents in which to lay in front of. There's more to life than the kitchen.
- Be more appreciative of the dogs.
- Keep closer eye on squirrels in the yard.
Ok, so I guess I did make one resolution for myself this year, to use the blog site that I set up a while ago. We are on day 2 of the year. Peace out.
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