Day 110: Hello....is it Theodore you're looking for?

DAY 110: There was a moment this week and in that moment I felt excitement, fear, joy, dread, anticipation, hope, apprehension…all these emotions coursing through me I wasn’t sure what to do, so I did it – I sat down, pressed on and watched – unsure of what was in store for me…it was Tuesday and I had just learned that it was Elvis night on American Idol. Yes, I’m a huge Elvis fan, but as any TRUE fan knows, being a fan does not mean every cover of any song is something you want to hear – in fact, many many times, it isn’t. Like on American Idol for example. Just in case you doubt me – here are some prime examples:

Chicken Little (Kevin Covais) singing the epic song Part Time Lover by Stevie Wonder and even BETTER, Kristy Lee Cook doing possibly the WORST cover of a Beatles song to date with her rendition of Eight Days a Week.  Optimistic Spin: Without getting into a person by person critique of the performances, I want to say I was pleasantly surprised at the outcome – there were a couple that may have stirred Elvis in his grave, but I don’t think he FULLY turned over. That is of course assuming he’s even in a grave – I’m pretty certain he was in front of me in line at the SuperTarget last week buying bananas, peanut butter and a National Enquirer. (Just kidding – I’m not THAT kind of an Elvis fan).

And just to make up for the videos of bad covers, here’s a special treat from this week’s episode of Glee (possibly one of my all time favorite shows) covering a FANtastically cheesy yet awesome song by Lionel Richie...Hello

So other than my amusing look into cover songs, this week has been very stressful and not fun. As I stated in a previous post, Facebook and I have a love hate relationship – well, we’ve gotten more involved within the last week and I’d like to make an addendum to my previous post. In addition to the 10 things I learned, I’ve also learned Facebook is not a good way to learn that your sister has gotten engaged or that your Uncle has passed away. It breeds some SERIOUS anger issues that I am currently still working through. Of course, the anger does not stem solely from this, but it didn’t help. Optimistic spin: I’ve also learned some great things on Facebook, such as there is a band of robots that has shows, people love Saturdays, and apparently public "tweets" are being archived by the Library of Congress (sounds like a great use of resources.)

On final note – whichever neighbor posted this in my condo building….shame on you. How does this happen? The poor pudgy ferret is probably going to be found years from now when a suspicious odor is noticed emanating from the wall between the game room and Unit 721. Optimistic spin: I’ve searched my place and have not found Theodore – then again, maybe he’s in the wall between my place and the spa room?!!! New rule: No ferrets allowed in the building!