I start off this entry with a plea for a Shaman or Priest. As it seems to me right now, I’ve been hexed or some bad spirits are following me around.
My Ranger Roxy lost her engine while I was at the wheel last Thursday night. I had to borrow a truck from someone in order to get around until Roxy was repaired. While driving it this past Tuesday evening, the brakes went kaput. I put my foot on the brake and the pedal went almost to the floorboard. Luckily, I wasn’t any place where I could have caused harm to myself or others. I managed to coax her home. The next day I found out that it was a miracle that I got her home and even more miraculous that I got her to stop. She was completely out of brake fluid because a brake line ruptured.
Yesterday, my father took me to Ciener-Woods in my sister’s Taurus wagon in order to pick up a loaner vehicle. Today, my father informed me that the water pump decided to call it quits on the Taurus.
Is it merely coincidence? Is it bad luck? Is Mercury in retrograde?
I’ve heard for most of my life that when Mercury is in retrograde, mechanical and electronic devices fail and break down.
On the off chance that I have bad spirits or a hex placed upon me, I’ve decided to sale my services to anyone wishing bad luck on someone’s vehicle. For a small fee, I will meet you at the offending party’s car in a public parking lot and place my hands upon their vehicle. Within a week, you will see results or your money back.
If my services are requested outside of Guilford County, transportation arrangements and costs must be negotiated up front.
Interested parties should contact me at… email@example.com
Tuesday evening, I did the unthinkable. I watched 2 full hours of American Idol. Kristina managed to talk me into watching it with her and I must say that the show wasn’t as bad as I had expected.
American Idol is in its sixth season now and I’ve managed to see only 2 hours and 4 minutes of it within that time period. I’ve never understood why the general population insists on watching glorified karaoke singers, hearing Randy Jackson say the word “dawg” every 4.2 minutes, listening and watching a surprisingly coherent Paula Abdul stumble through the show, and listening to Simon’s vicious put downs.
Again, I found the show somewhat entertaining, but I wouldn’t seek it out on my own.
When Kristina called me last night, she asked, “What are you doing?”
I told her that I was preparing dinner (grilled chicken) and she asked why I wasn’t watching American Idol.
Unless I’m watching it with someone, I see no reason to watch it. You may consider my love for many shows as wasted time, but I see no difference when someone spends 7 hours this week watching American Idol. To me, the show is a waste of time. And once again, it’s one of those shows that will not pass my “TV Land” theory…
If you can’t see yourself watching reruns of a show repeatedly or tuning in to watch it on TV Land in 30 years, why are you wasting your time watching it now?
Sure, it was great fun watching it with Kristina because she allowed me to make a few snide remarks until she gave me a look of disapproval or silently threatened me with a blunt object held up in the air. I’m just not going to watch it on my own. It offers me nothing when there’s no threat to my safety. I’d rather kick back with some shows that I have on tape (yes, I have no DVR) or a DVD from Netflix.
As for the musical choice of the day (title of each blog entry), the 2007 Ford Explorer Sport Trac has a 6-CD changer and I’m going to enjoy the shuffle feature. Those musical choices are…
Martha Velez ‘Angels Of The Future/Past’
Tim Wilson ‘I Should’ve Married My Father-in-Law’
AC/DC ‘Razor’s Edge’
Aerosmith ‘Toys In The Attic’
Hoyt Axton ‘American Originals’
Badfinger ‘Magic Christian Music By Badfinger’