I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with grass stains on my shoes from mowing Sister Schenck's lawn. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children. I want to be there with a little dirl under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."
~Marjorie Pay Hinckley

Monday, November 23, 2009

Whoops.

J Lopez.
I am sorry for you.
You will probably never live that down.
At least not until the next dumb singer/celebrity does something dumber.

Adam Lamebert.
I had such high hopes for you.
Your gross and crude and yucky.

Alisha Keys.
You have such a voice.
What happened last night?

Whitney.
If we had wanted a speech about your drug abuse,
we would have asked for a speech.

Rihanna.
Why were you opening act?

Taylor Swift.
I heart you.
I am so glad that you won so many things.
You deserved it.
You actually sing.
While others seem to only know how to scream.

Green Day.
You were the best part of the night.

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3 comments:

Always, Forever, NO MATTER WHAT said...

I guess I am glad that I was watching "The Ugley Truth" I missed all of the glory hounds... darn. =) Doesn't soumd like I missed a whole lot.

November 23, 2009 at 4:42 PM  
kate said...

Yep. Yep. Yep.

Adam Lamebert is right!!!

November 23, 2009 at 5:35 PM  
Unknown said...

believe me nana, you didn't. I truly can't believe they had those people perform.Or at least moniter what they were going to do.

November 23, 2009 at 7:16 PM  

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