Virtual Thought

Terra and I are sitting around waiting for Tricia to get here so we can all head to Perfection Tattoo to get tattoos… what if I got a spur of the moment tattoo that I could regret the rest of my life? Exciting.

Terra wants to get the celtic life tree in white ink:

If you haven’t seen white ink in a tattoo yet, it’s pretty frickin’ awesome.

First off: yes, I watch American Idol. Get over it.

Who I really want to talk about is Paula Abdul. Nice stuff first: she seems like a genuinely nice person. And now the bad: she is so saccharine sweet that her “criticisms” are useless to any of the singers on American Idol. She claps like a winner at the Special Olympics (thanks, Jim!). She seemingly boozes it up so much before the show that she can barely contain the effluvium of her sugary heart, spilling it out at random upon any passers-by whether they be Randy, Simon, a singer on stage… whoever.

And now the love triangle. Watch the show sometime and you’ll see what I mean. Or, just read the recaps. But I digress.

The love triangle: Ryan Seacrest, Simon Cowel, and Paula Abdul. See, in that bored way I believe people in the entertainment industry do things, especially people whose careers don’t seem to be going anywhere in particular (_ahem_) Simon and Paula slept together a few times. Y’know, just to try it out… see what it’s like. Only this totally threw Seacrest for a loop. What do you mean they slept together? he thinks despairingly. Simon is meant for me! And so he insults Simon as a fourth-grader would pelt a crush with pinecones in the hopes that Simon will one day look at him with the same I-think-I’m-witty eyes that he looks at Paula with and make Seacrest his and his alone… while leaving Paula to stagger her way over to the American Idol men and make slobbering passes at each of them in turn but ending with Constantine who she is falling in love with anyway…

I could’ve been watching 24.

Have you seen The Zoom Quilt? It is easily the coolest thing I’ve seen on the web ever.