I was not too excited about watching either of the New Year's Eve Specials as the choice was either Miley Cyrus on MTV or Dick Clark's special hosted by Ryan Seacrest on MTV. I reluctantly went with Dick Clark and was frightened upon turning it on to see Miley Cyrus, but I realized it was a commercial for Disneyland or something like that. So at least I did have a decision after all rather than choosing two different specials with Miley on them. It quickly got worse though as the screen soon showed Ryan Seacrest, the Jonas Brothers, Lionel Ritchie and various other untalented pop stars with whom I wasn't too familiar. Also along with Ryan Seacrest they had this ditzy blond American Idol reject named Kelly Pickler interviewing the crowd and she provided the only slight laugh of the night for me when she said I love you Dick. Yeah I know I am easily amused. I only watched it for 10 minutes just to see the ball drop and no that was not some sort of puberty joke about the Jonas Brothers. Not that it matters if their balls drop because supposedly they are saving themselves for marriage. If that is true they are going to be kicking themselves someday when they are washed up 40 year olds on some sort celebrity rehab show. As much as I don't like them I hope for their sake that this is a publicity stunt and they are really hooking up with all sorts of groupies.
So obviously based on the contents of this post so far on this particular New Year's and also for far too much of the past year I did not lead too exciting a life. My 2009 resolution is to be less lame in the coming year. Next New Year I need to go to Vegas, Prague, Montreal or at the very least Boston. I was a little depressed thinking that 79 year old Dick Clark in the studio was more drunk than I was sitting in my house as I had only had one beer so far. Of course I knew he was not drunk, but had recovered from a stroke a few years earlier which makes me a jerk I guess, but I think there is a possibility that Dick Clark is in fact the Devil. I thought he was close to 100 a few years ago and before he had the stroke he seemed to have eternal youth. Obviously I seemed to have been off by a few years and the stroke seems to disprove my theory. Of course the greatest trick the Devil ever played was making the world believe he didn't exist or something to that effect.
The sad thing is I still had that show on in the background and I actually kind of enjoyed this guy named Neyo's performance I think it was because I was expecting it to be one of the wonderful performers I talked about earlier and it was a relief when it turned out to be someone other than the Jonas Brothers. I just got another beer and now the Pussycat Dolls are on. Ryan Seacrest said something about them being able to sing and looking good. If it wasn't for the fact that they were females I would think he was hitting on them. Maybe if he had said it about the Jonas Brothers that would have been his reason. The lead pussycat (pictured below) dates Lewis Hamilton the champion race car driver from Formula 1 and she is attractive and exotic looking, but to say she is a good singer is not entirely honest. In fact I think it is possible the Pusscat Dolls are less talented than the Spice Girls. I had to quickly turn the channel when some terrible act named Jesse McCartney came on after the first note I changed channels and realized there was a third show on NBC hosted by Carson Daly. He is not my favorite but I would have chosen him over the other two if I knew I could have. His show ended as soon as I turned it on. Good times.
So next year my plan is to kick some ass beginning with the blog. This post is not included because I started it before midnight. So it is allowed to be lame thankfully. Unfortunately I am usually horrible at following my resolutions. Last year I resolved to be a millionaire this year, but obviously that didn't happen. I am closer to being a hundredaire than a millionaire. Should old acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind. Celebrate good times and other such songs of joy do nothing to lift my spirits. Even the joker who has a perpetual smile was unable to cheer me up. I received 2 text messages wishing me a happy New Year and one of them was from a # I did not recognize so either it was someone I know using a different number than I have them listed at or it was a wrong number. I cheerfully wished them a happy New Year anyway and I will do the same to all 3 of you who make it to this end of this woeful post. Hopefully the picture of the singer from the Pussycat Dolls kept you interested otherwise I am sorry and I hope your New Year's Eve was significantly better than mine. At the very least I resolve to get drunk next year if I end up sitting at home by myself at least then maybe my blog will be more interesting.


