I Heart Trash

As always, I have been a consistently faithful viewer of American Idol...Auditions. What's funny is, once the auditions are over, I won't watch a single episode. Maybe this year is different and I'll follow through with the whole deal, but I doubt it.

The auditions, on the other hand, are so deliciously trashy. I have no problem believing that there are that many Americans who are so completely hideous and still think they got it goin' on. I know a few myself.

I love Simon Cowell. I truly thought, like everyone else, that I hated him. I mean, what an ass. But, I really think I want him to trash talk me...in bed. Yes, I'm sure of it. He's sexy as hell.

Update

This is for miss kendra:

I made this with my awesome skills.

Let's Hang Out!

I just wanted to let everybody know that I'm back on Yahoo! Instant Messenger. I don't know what was wrong with it before, but I downloaded the new version and I'm back up. Some of my blogger buddies had tried to send messages, which I've now gotten really late.

My ID is grandpooofawesome, of course.


BTW- I should mention that just because it says I'm online doesn't mean it's not being a lying bitch. It always says I'm online.

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Also, I just bought these ipod socks from Apple.

Sure, I wanna protect my ipod, but I secretly bought them so that I could make sock puppets like this guy. I'm going to make a pink one first. I love pink sock puppets.


This one kind of looks like my friend frog:

Battle of the Style Gurus

A weekend is not complete without an episode of What Not to Wear whether it be on TLC or BBC. Not only is it a great show, but I'm absolutely fabulously obsessed with all four hosts.



On TLC, we have Clinton and Stacey. This is the first version of What Not to Wear I ever saw. I was, beyond a doubt, instantaneously hooked. I was a little put off by their harsh criticisms at first, but I grew to understand them. I still think that there are some times that they should just admit that one or two things out of some people's closets are not as hideous as they let on. Usually, however, they are that hideous.

The TLC version of the show would not be on such a high pedestal if it weren't for Clinton and Stacey. If I were on the show, I'd spend the entire show flirting relentlessly with both. They'd be hard pressed to move me away from my position of drooling by their sides. I honestly think I couldn't be on the show because I'd jump both their bones and lick their faces.

If given a choice, however, of which set of style gurus I would have dressing and undressing me, it'd have to be the two ladies to be bowed down to: Trinny and Suzannah. Only on the BBC version could Trinny turn around to the camera say, "Look at this ass," and slap it over and over. I love the freedom they have to speak openly. Those ladies also truly, truly are good at what they do and take each person they're working with into very serious consideration. I'm always impressed with the transformation and the time and care they've taken.

Not to mention the fact that Trinny Woodall is constantly, and I mean constantly sticking her hand up the ladies' skirts, which is okay by me. I mean, my god, it's Trinny Woodall.

HN Thursday

Please don't be jealous of my Squidward watch, even if it is fabulous.

I was lucky enough to obtain this watch at the Burger King drive-thru. The girl at the drive-thru window said, "Would you like to buy a SpongeBob watch?" and in my head I said, "Fuck yeah I would! Are you kidding?" and outloud I said, "Sure." Then, she said, "Oh, we only have Squidward," and in my head I said, "Hell yeah baby! Squidward is the bomb!" and outloud I said, "That's fine."

A buck 99 later and I was sportin' this baby. Life is sweet.

Just Monkeying Around

A tribute to my favorite blogger.

Monkey,

I bet you didn't even know about this. See? I loved monkey before I even knew him. Also, I found these big ass bananas in the faculty lounge today and took them. If you want them they're yours.

Sincerely,
GrandPoo

In Addition... A Few Descriptive Words From Miss GrandPoo's Word Wall:

Words that describe calzone's blogging (I LOVE you calzone, but you're such a poser.):













Words that describe monkey's blogging:













A word that describes how I feel after reading monkey's blog:













That said, calzone, you're my favorite dragon.

I Miss Fall

There are a few things I like about Winter. I like cuddling up in the covers all warm and toasty inside knowing that it's cold outside. I like the way people's faces look like angel's faces when they're cold. And, I like having a reason to huddle up close with people.

Mostly, however, I miss Fall. I miss the beautiful drives. I miss the colorful leaves. I miss decent weather. I miss leaves crunching under my feet. I'm basically waiting out the Winter so that I can enjoy Spring-Fall and then wait out another Winter.

Because I'm good at sharing, here's a video of a drive home on a fabulously October kind of day. If you wait it out, you get to see some really cool kids. But seriously, it's still boring.