Eager to put a few extra dollars into my bank account — and towards our collective debt — I volunteered to work an overnight shift, which then turned into two successive night shifts but I haven’t really gotten that far. So, I’ve been here at work for about three hours now and it’s fairly slow. Not quite as slow as I imagined, but I guess I still have about five more hours to go. . .
I’m already pretty tired. This is going to be a long night.
While waiting for work to, uh, work on I was browsing Google News. Specifically, I’ve been reading the Entertainment section because I’m not particularly in the mood for “real news.” I saw this little quote from E! Online
Ponytailed crooner Bucky Covington became the talent search’s latest casualty Wednesday after his performance of Queen’s “Fat Bottomed Girls” proved an unpopular choice with viewers.
I don’t watch American Idol. I don’t care about American Idol, thought coworkers certainly insist on continuing to talk about the show around me. I do, however, care about “Fat Bottomed Girls” and if you (American viewing audience) voted against some guy I don’t know on a show I don’t watch because he sang “Fat Bottomed Girls” then we have a problem. “Fat Bottomed Girls” is a great song. I mean, if he did it poorly then I totally understand but don’t hate on the fat bottomed girls, they make the rockin’ world go round, you know?
(Note: I also didn’t actually read the article I quoted. That’s the little excerpt from Google News. Did I mention how I don’t care about American Idol?)
