Flair

Thanks to Kevin for sending me my first piece of flair on facebook. I am now obsessed with flair. If you are my facebook friend, be expecting to get flair from me so i can add to my collection.

On tonight's American Idol, I'm quite in love with Michael Johns and David Cook. In fact, I will be buying the David Cook song, it's way up there with Blake Lewis' "You Give Love a Bad Name". I love that shit. No, it's not shit. I love that stuff. And I very much disagree with Simon about David A's performance. I thought it was super. And my least favorites, Christy and Brooke, have surprised me today. They did well.

Say goodbye to Chickeezee (OK, I know that is not how he spells his name, but I don't remember how it really is, so I went with the phonetic version) or Syesha (again, I doubt that's how it's spelled, I apologize to her). Jason Dreadlocks is also on the verge of departure. Sadly, I can't watch the results show again because of RA interviews, so I'll have to wait to find out if I'm right.

Midnight has decided the couch is his territory. Last night he camped out in my usual spot, forcing me to retreat to the loveseat. Tonight he is smack in the middle of the couch, forcing Tyler into the bedroom. How is it that the two leaders of the pack have been so dominated by this little black ball of fur? It must be the yellow eyes.