Dispatches (a little sadness, melodrama, and Mandyisms)

So I don’t have any ideas a real post, but thought I’d just discuss a few of the things going through my mind. Scary, I know!

• Hot Michael Johns is gone from American Idol! I was flabbergasted! Michael Johns should not leave AI before Kristy Lee, Syesha, or even Carly. I just feel so bad for him. Then he went out there and performed “Dream On” better than he did on the show Tuesday night. I didn’t vote, so while perhaps you could argue I should have, I’m saying I’m blameless in this. So, America, you got it WRONG! (And Hot Michael: Mindy and I decided you could come sing to us anytime.)

• “The Office” came back after the long writers-strike-forced break. (Don’t get me wrong, I supported the writers. I just missed “The Office.” And I’d forgotten about the awkwardness and embarrassment that comes with that show. Wow. Jan and Michael. Dysfunctional much?

• According to a little excel document a friend of mine at work sent me the other day, I’ve lived 10,785 days. Wow. What have I done with all those days?

• I mentioned my desire to complete a 5K and the 8K I’m really wanting to do on the blog earlier this week. The response was amazing! Thanks, guys! I took to the pavement yesterday after work, and I’ve got a lot of work ahead of me. I may set a record for running the slowest 8K ever. But it was really windy. And I had no music, which is a great motivator for me. Mostly because I don’t have to hear myself sucking air.

• I’m leaving work early today because we had a focus group meeting on Monday night for the magazine and I worked something like 11 hours that day.

• The production assistant in my department informed me Dierks Bentley was in the building. First of all, what is he doing here? Secondly, why this early? Thirdly, can I go follow him around?

• Yesterday, my friend Mindy blogged about a restless night when she woke up smelling things. I thought she’d watched episodes of our SciFi Channel fave “Ghost Hunters” too late at night. So last night, I woke up and thought I smelled something burning. I even went all the way downstairs to check it out. Nothing. Thought it might be my neighbor coming home late and smoking (which he does) and somehow smoke was getting to my condo. (OK, so not all that rational, but it was the middle of the night and I had just woken up.) And the smell seemed centered in my bedroom. Anyway, I went back to sleep and still haven’t figured it out. Not too worried about it, though.

• I need a writer who can write humorously about holiday movies, maybe even rate the best worst ones (and deal with classics and/or TV specials). I need sarcasm, wit, and a basic command of the English language and grammar. I need a guy writer who can do this so I don’t get yelled at for having too many women writers AGAIN. I’m not sure such a person exists. Ideas?

• It’s Friday! Have a good one! And as my friend Buddy likes to say, “Keep your gown down!”