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First, you must watch this movie trailer if you're a fan of one or more of the following things:

The Legend of Zelda

John Hughes' films

Bizarre Love Triangle

The 80s

Hilarity

Side note: All songs from the 80s should come in 8-bit form. I listened to the end of that video about 8 times 10 times. (That's 80, for those of you who don't have time for math)

Second, speaking of movie trailers, check out this Myspace Movie trailer for people who are sad that everyone left Myspace/people who wanna mock people who are sad that everyone left Myspace.

Side note: Who invented Blogger? I Googled it and couldn't find an answer in 10 seconds or less, so I gave up. I don't think it was a young Harvard drop-out anyway, so who cares. But I found this time-line of the Life of Blogs. Scroll down to December 1997. That's where it gets interesting. Weblog, to We Blog, to Blog. It's all about simplifying, people. Smplfy!

Third, check out this article about iPads by John Swansburg. (I don't know who J. Swansburg is or anything, if I sound like I do.) If you're lazy and don't wanna read it, it basically says if you're in the market for a super expensive iPad, there's "a device for that," and you probably already own it. What says you, iPad owners? Agree? Disagree? I'd still receive one as a gift, btw, if you're thinking ahead to my birthday on June 12th.

Also, in case you haven't heard, Borders filed for bankruptcy. Not all locations are closing, follow that link and scroll down to see the list of locations near you that are closing (they are listed in seemingly random order for your inconvenience).

Why is this so depressing to me? Why didn't the government print more money and bail them out? I'm not saying they should have, I'm just curious as to why. I like books. Is this partly my fault cuz for the last few years I've downloaded 99.9% of my books on my Kindle, rather than shop at Borders? Just because I don't shop at Borders anymore does not mean I don't want the option. This is smply unacceptable.

Now, on to American Idol. I'm not gonna start making rash predictions about who's gonna win 'til they narrow it down to 24 or 36 or what ever even-number they choose this year, despite the fact that I already have some rash opinions. At this point, I only wish to give a nod to the brilliant editing I've noticed this year.

Case in point, the following scene from group week, in which the judges find out that sweet little JC had been kicked out of a cool group and accepted into a group of rag-tag misfits. When the camera cuts backstage to the ring-leader of the cool group (the guy responsible for giving JC the boot), he's applying a generous layer of Chap-stick to his lips. That's the smart editing I'm talking about. Because there is something highly dismissive about Chap-stick. It says, "I gots no time to worry 'bout you, my lips are dry," further villainizing their chosen villain. Take a look:

Chap-stick guy can definitely sing, but how far can he possibly get after America saw him carelessly moisturizing his lips backstage while JC was keeping a stiff upper-lip in front of the judges? The only Americans who are gonna vote for him are the cold-hearted snake ones. What says you, AI fans?

Lamest Holiday Just Got Lamer

I was super busy doing important things, so I asked Tony if he would pick up some Valentines day gifts for the boys--just a few small heart-shaped tokens of our affection for them. He came home with a grocery bag of this:

I ltrly groaned when I looked in the bag and said something like "you're so annoying!" in a super whiny voice. Next year I'm gonna ask him to pick up a few things for a road-trip, and maybe he'll come home with something a little more Valentines-themed. I haven't tried reverse psychology in ages.

Speaking of things that haven't been tried in ages, JK Rowling is finally writing again. EEK.

Hindsight is 20/20

I got a call from the school nurse yesterday. Without preamble, she goes, "Did you know Gus is blind as a bat? He can't see anything on the eye chart."

I was like, "Wha? No, I didn't know." But then my mind flashed back to a pediatrician appointment he had about 18 months ago, where the nurse took him out in the hall to read the eye chart. I remembered him getting a lot of those big letters wrong. I remembered him saying things like "A" instead of "Q," and me having to suppress giggles because that wasn't even close, was he kidding me or what?

The school nurse goes, "He says he's been to the eye doctor before."

I was like, "No, he's probably thinking of a pediatrician appointment he had a while back." And I swear the pediatrician's nurse told me not to panic and take him to the eye doctor right away. Since Gus hadn't been complaining about his eyesight, I should wait until it starts becoming a problem for him. And then I just completely forgot about the whole thing cuz he never said he was having a problem seeing.

Anyhow, to make up for being a total loser mom, I took him straight to an eye doctor after school, who confirmed that Gus is indeed blind as a bat. In fact, he's blinder than a bat since bats aren't actually blind. Well, they're born blind, but then they slowly gain their sight. With humans, it happens in reverse. But this is all besides the point, sheesh!

The eye doctor said that it was unusual for a kid's eyesight to be as bad as Gus's at his first eye exam, because kids usually notice that they can't see when they're at about 20/40 or 20/60 vision. Gus's vision was already at 20/225. Legally blind is 20/200.

Side note:

The rest of us are...

Cord: 20/225

(^^Side note about this side note:

I had Cord retested and he has the same vision as Gus now so they can borrow each others glasses the way sisters borrow each others clothes, except way nerdier.)

Me: 20/500

Tony: 20/1,000+

Homer: bound to be as blind as a new born baby bat

Gus won't get his glasses until next week, so I don't have a picture yet, but the poor lil guy will look something like this:

Sad, huh? I quizzed him down hard after we left the eye doctor.

Me: "Can you see the board at school?"

Him: "No."

Me: "Why didn't say anything before?"

Him: "I don't know."

Me: "Have you ever told your teachers that you can't see the board?"

Him: "Yes."

Me: "When?"

Him: "Today."

Next topic. Remember when I explained to you how drama is a sport, because there are like competitions and stuff? Well, Cord performed his "piece" (that's lingo that people in "the bizz" use) at regionals last weekend, and guess what? He made it to state, which is more than we can say for the fictional characters on Glee. Only a-baker's-dozen middle-schoolers made it to state, so basically Cord is a genius at his "craft".

Speaking of geniuses at their crafts, check this out:

PS. I have a small crush on Steven Tyler.

Hello Blog

I've been very busy lately--for example, I spent about an hour this morning Googling Jodie Sweetin. A lot has happened since Full House. But I don't have time to update you on all that, you're gonna have to look it up for yourself.

Anyways, while I was on the Internet, I thought I'd stop on my blog and write something. I don't have a lot of time, mind you. I'm very curious about the Llewelyn Davies boys.

Anyways. I'll do this later.