See how the farmer waits for the precious fruit of the earth, being patient with it until it receives the early and the late rains. - James 5:7

Sunday, January 31, 2010

The day the music died.

It's here.
Watching the Grammy's.


  1. Father - yes.
    Enbrethiliel - tell me!

  2. +JMJ+

    "She's a monster! She's a monster! She's a MONSTER! . . . And she's turning all of you into monsters!"

    (Don't ask me. It was part of the script.)

    I really liked her duet with Sir Elton John, though. He gave her some class! =P

  3. What's the Grammy's?

  4. Dear Larry, the Grammy's are "best of" awards given for musical porn.

  5. That's about as perfect a description I've ever heard of the Grammy's. You should send it to their marketing department so that they'll have 'truth in advertising' for next year's orgy.

  6. God forgive me, and please don't be scandalized, but we watched about five minutes of this trash (in between other stuff) and you are absolutely an absolute travesty of anything good, holy or beautiful...rubbish.
    Only a confirmation of the fact that our television should be off unless it's EWTN (and then, with careful observance:<)!), the Animal Channel (with dog training info), the Food Channel (with info on how to cook) or some other information or educational help.
    What a bunch of's not entertainment in any sense of the word.


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