My soundtrack for this past week almost entirely consisted of Kings of Leon. And it's still playing. Great band, great music. Lead singer, Caleb Followill, has intoxicating, (and sometimes inviting,) vocals.
(And yes, that was me rocking out to this song at the Jamba Juice parking lot the other day.)
And that insidious winking! Or for some gentleman, t'was the wink felt 'round the world.
Can you say, HEEBIE JEEBIES?!
Remember Rich Lowry from the National Review?
A very wise TV executive once told me that the key to TV is projecting through the screen. It's one of the keys to the success of, say, a Bill O'Reilly, who comes through the screen and grabs you by the throat. Palin too projects through the screen like crazy. I'm sure I'm not the only male in America who, when Palin dropped her first wink, sat up a little straighter on the couch and said, "Hey, I think she just winked at me." And her smile. By the end, when she clearly knew she was doing well, it was so sparkling it was almost mesmerizing. It sent little starbursts through the screen and ricocheting around the living rooms of America. This is a quality that can't be learned; it's either something you have or you don't, and man, she's got it.
I know many of you are lamenting Sarah's Palin resignation as Alaska's governor for the past 942-ish days (she spent a few months maverickin' and barracudin' on the campaign trail).
But if you're like me, I'm stunned she decided to step down. She has but a year or so until the end of her first term. But noooo, she doesn't want to put Alaska or herself with having "lame duck status." No, she says, that would be inefficient. She promised efficiency to her constituents, so she's cutting her her term short so she could stay true to her word. Huhhhh?
Is she joshing?
Read the full text of Sarah Palin's (confusing/rambling/maverickilicious) resignation speech here.
Let us hope she fades into obscurity along the likes of Monica Lewinsky or the Backstreet Boys.
(Only because I want to be able to listen to Hall and Oates again!)
My soundtrack for this past week almost entirely consisted of Kings of Leon. And it's still playing. Great band, great music. Lead singer, Caleb Followill, has intoxicating, (and sometimes inviting,) vocals.
