It’s season ten of America’s Got Talent. Can you believe it? Ten years! which means it was seven years ago that I auditioned for AGT. Yes, I did. Bright and early one Monday morning I got my sorry self on a plane and flew down to L.A. for the day and went to the Los Angeles Convention Center. Me and a few thousand other people. What talent do I have, you ask, that would make me think I could actually be on that show? Well, more chutzpah than talent apparently.
Today I was visiting a wine website and because it’s alcohol-related, they want to know how old you are. I guess they want to make sure that you are of legal drinking age before you look at their stuff. (Like you couldn’t lie on-line. Hmmm…) But you don’t just type in your birthday. No, you get to choose from a drop-down menu. I sort of get a kick out of this because I can click on whatever month, day and year appeals to me at the moment. I can make my age anywhere from 25 to 95 — or older. And although I am not into astrology, I could change my “sign” from a Capricorn to a Leo or a Gemini with a click of the mouse. Not that anyone would care. But it’s the scale for the birth year that intrigues me. It goes back to 1900. Really? Do you think if I put in,… Read More »
As I sit here this lovely morning — the first day in weeks when I have not awakened to temperatures in the high 80s — I am waiting for the garage door opener guy to come back and re-do what he did six weeks ago. Only this time do it right. Please. Admittedly, when it acted up two days after he left, I should have called the company immediately. But hey, I’m not a complainer by nature and figured, “okay, it’s probably just a little hiccup and it’ll work itself out.” Is that being a Pollyanna or what? When it did it again, three weeks later, (the “it” being opening part way and stopping), I didn’t panic because it opened on the next try. But last week, third time, I thought “okay — this is not getting better.” So I dug out the paper and called the company. Trouble is,… Read More »
We all know there is precious little good stuff to watch on TV, but as I’ve been flipping around the channels, I’ve found some summer replacement shows are far more interesting than the run-of-the-mill fare. For instance, American Ninja Warrior. The name alone had put me off and I figure it was another scripted “reality show” like Survivor or The Bachelor which I had seen the ads for. The ads are unavoidable if you have the TV on for more than a few minutes. So a couple of months ago when I was flipping channels, I came across something intriguing — an obstacle course suspended over water. The contestants were trying to make it by jumping acorss a series of spinning plates and then swinging from cannonballs or pulling themselves up an incline using spinning doorknobs. I quickly realized that this was the real deal with men — and as… Read More »
First off, I did not set out to buy kitty-cat socks. Or any kind of socks. I had set out only to find something that cost about $10. JCPenney had once again sent me a coupon for $10 off any item. They do this every few months and I simply cannot resist. So I took my $10 free money and headed to JCPenney. Now believe-you-me, I can ALWAYS find something, whether it’s dish towels, or plastic storage containers or a cutting board. So, first of all to the sale racks. It’s end-of-the-season stuff and one has to be really persistent to actually discover something there. I’m not. After a few minutes, I gave up and moved on. Okay, some slacks were on sale and I tried on three pair — I swear, there is something wrong with the way they mark the sizes. They were all mis-marked. Someone at the factory… Read More »