Yup. It just plain sucks. This is my second day in bed. I don't do sick-in-bed very well at all. In fact I don't do it at all unless I feel really rotten. I feel really rotten. Thank heavens for my lap computer so I can at least get a few things done. And portable phones and cell phones. I may be sick in bed, but I'm not entirely cut off from the world.
For amusement I went to the American Idol site and rated this year's 20 candidates for The Song. What a bunch of schlock. Not the songwriters' fault. AI wants schlock. There were maybe 2 of the 20 that didn't make me cringe. Must AI insult our collective intelligence this way? The (cringey) Song is one of the reasons why I didn't even watch toward the end of last season. The contestants are much better this year, but the winner will deserve a better The Song than he or she will get.
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