Also, remind me to publish a blog ranting about stupid sappy love songs. Been there, done that. No thanks. What got me off on this kick is the Millie auditions and listening to those stupid sappy love songs that all the characters sing. I mean, come on, people! Get a grip! What would popular entertainment be without playing on the adolescent hormonal thing we think is love but is really lust? Oh yeah, that’s right: better.
Call me jaded. That’s only because I’m a romantic. Or at least was. Until I hear all these folks singing about their happy endings. Yeah right. Show me.
Uh-huh. That’s what I thought. I’ll believe it when it happens.