So here’s the thing - I admit to being hooked on American Idol and So You Think You Can Dance! I am so happy that many of the Idols have been given chances they would never have received had it not been for the show. And, thanks mostly to Ellen, despite his train wreck performance on the American Music Awards, Adam Lambert’s star is as bright as ever. Mark my words (which I said from his very first audition) - he will be HUGE!
I must also say that I will miss Paula and am not quite sure how adding Ellen (though I love her) to the mix is going to truly help pick the brightest talent on the show. But I still can’t wait for it to start again in January!

And now to my other favourite show, SYTYCD. I have been amazed by the top 20 dancers and wish the show didn’t race so quickly to the finale this year, with the top 6 instead of the top 4 as in previous years. Worse than that for me was the departure of my absolute favourite choreographer, Mia Michaels. I have really missed her genius as have undoubtedly millions of viewers, all of whom, like myself, wish we knew what caused her to quit the show. I actually am not at all worried for her career and just want to know that she has her good health and is happy.

Lastly, I really am not sure how Molly was thrown off tonight as she was so fantastic last night and through the recent weeks. I would have kept her and lost Ashley, myself. But then, it does make for good TV to have the first husband and wife couple on the show finale, I guess. What they should have reminded everyone is that all of the top ten will go on tour so it is definitely not the end for Molly or Legacy or the others from the group. They are truly supernatural and such an inspiration, not only to young dancers, but to people who aspire to greatness in all endeavors in arts, sports and, yes, life.

Cheers!

RD

My sister, Dale, is always coming up with great Videos and Jokes.
Here is the one she sent for today. Enjoy!

A woman  brought a very limp duck into a veterinary surgeon.  As she  laid her pet on the table, the vet pulled out his stethoscope  and listened to the bird’s chest.After a moment or two,  the vet shook his head sadly and said, “I’m sorry, your duck,  Cuddles, has passed away.”The distressed woman  wailed, “Are you sure?”"Yes, I am sure.  The duck is dead,” replied the vet.”How can you be  so sure?” she protested.”I mean you haven’t done any testing  on him or anything. He might just be in a coma or       something.”The vet rolled his eyes, turned around and left  the room.He returned a few minutes later with a  blackLabrador Retriever.As the duck’s owner  looked on in amazement,the dog stood on his hind legs, put his  front paws on the examination table and sniffed the duck from top  to bottom.He then looked up at the vet with sad eyes and  shook his head.The vet patted the dog on the head and took  it out of the room.A few minutes later he returned with a  cat. The cat jumped on the table and also delicately sniffed the  bird from head to foot. The cat sat back on its haunches, shook  its head, meowed softly and strolled out of the room.The  vet looked at the woman and said, “I’m sorry, but as I said, this  is most definitely,100% certifiably, a dead  duck.”The vet turned to his computer terminal, hit a  few keys and produced a bill, which he handed to the woman.The  duck’s owner, still in shock, took the bill. “$150!” she  cried, “$150 just to tell me my duck is dead!”The vet  shrugged, “I’m sorry. If you had just taken my word for it, the  bill would have been $20,But with the Lab Report and the  Cat Scan, it’s now $150.”         <

Have I mentioned that I LOVE STAR TREK?
I have watched, ad nauseum, every Star Trek TV show and have seen all the movies multiple times. But, I have to say, the latest movie, which just came out last week, is absolutely the best. I loved everything about it!
The cast was perfectly picked to resemble that of the TV show, down to their most minute mannerisms. And I also loved that Leonard Nemoy was back as the older Spock which was just the right amount to give us older Trekkies the final nod of approval.
The biggest thing going for the movie is that it doesn’t matter if you ever have seen or even heard of Star Trek before to fall in love with it now. And that is a sign of just how great the writing, producing, directing, and acting was.
Star Trek will always be one of America’s favorite shows, and with this movie we have been sucked right back into wanting more, more, more!
“Live Long And Prosper!”

RD

3 Words. “Oh My God!”

I love it!

Guys, I love Beyonce but I just had to post this. It’s sort of like when you know it’s wrong but you slow down anyway to see the accident on the highway. I’m almost speechless!

DOG DIARY

8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

CAT DIARY

Day 983 of my captivity.

My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.

They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.

In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a “good little hunter” I am.

Bastards!

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of “allergies.” I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow - - but at the top of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches.

The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.

The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe.

For now…

Dolphins are one of my favorite animals and here they show why they are thought to be among the smartest too.