Archives for March 2008

American Idol – Top 10

This is take two of this week’s AI post, and if memory serves the first thing I said in my original post was that the theme of last night’s show – songs from the years the contestants were born – would no doubt make me feel like I was 109.

But you know, in retrospect last night’s show didn’t make me feel like I was 109 at all.

In fact, I didn’t feel a day older than 102.

And if you think I can remember all the song titles from last night, then CLEARLY YOU HAVE OVERESTIMATED MY SHORT-TERM MEMORY.

Ramiele Malubay – “Alone” – Big song. Big voice. But a little pitchy on those big notes. I thought she was leaps and bounds better than last week, and she is definitely talented – but she still hasn’t wowed me performance-wise.

Syesha Mercado – “If I Were Your Woman” – I barely remember this song from when it was released, but I definitely remember her performance from last night. She did really well. And this may sound nit-picky but I really don’t mean it that way, I am merely making an observation: I still don’t feel like I have any sense of who she is. It feels like there’s an emotional distance between her and the audience – and I wonder why that is?

Carly Smithson – “Total Eclipse of the Heart” – There’s no question that she has an incredible voice. But she’s not really doing anything unique with the songs that she sings – which is why this song just felt like a cover of Bonnie Tyler’s version from 1983. And unfortunately, I don’t think that’s good enough to keep her in this deal for more than a couple of weeks.

Jason Castro – “Fragile” – I loved this performance. I think maybe I’m just a sucker for someone who plays the acoustic guitar with a really laid-back vibe. And I mentioned last night that this song reminds me of riding around with my high school friend Ricky and having Very Philosophical Discussions, so there’s definitely an element of nostalgia there that appeals to me. So while Jason needs to step it up a little in terms of showcasing his originality, I think he did well enough to stick around for next week.

Chikezie – Some Luther Song – I like it better when Chikezie sings upbeat stuff because his enthusiasm is contagious. And I am all about some contagious enthusiasm. But still, he has a great voice, and I think that as he gains confidence as a performer, he’ll get stronger in terms of singing ballads. And last night’s song wasn’t nearly as bad as the ballad he tried to sing the first week, so that’s an improvement. Right?

David Archuleta – “You’re The Vision” – This was probably my least favorite performance of the night, and I typically enjoy the young David Archuleta. But the song was wrong, all wrong for him – there was nothing fun or youthful or carefree about it. I told Big Mama earlier today that I wonder if this is when being 17 starts to hurt him a little – because he hasn’t really figured out who he is musically. And the songs he’s choosing – or that someone is choosing for him – reflect that.

Brooke White – “Every Breath You Take” – I thought this song was a huge mistake before I watched the show. Then I saw her performance and realized I was wrong. I did agree with the judges that the whole thing got a little cheesy when the band came in, but regardless, she took a song I’ve never really liked and made it totally interesting. Well done.

Michael Johns – “We Are The Champions” – Hands-down his best performance so far. I was tickled to death for him. And sort of proud. He really took command of the stage, and while his vocals probably weren’t the strongest of the night, he had that audience in the palm of his hand.

Kristy Lee Cook – “God Bless the USA” – I would have never, ever suggested this song, because I think it’s a little tired, but it was absolutely a great choice. She seemed comfortable and confident. Good for her.

David Cook – “Billie Jean” – I thought it was brilliant. TRIPLE LOVED IT. We immediately rewound the DVR and watched his performance again. And loved it even more the second time. Which I guess means that I QUADRUPLE LOVED IT. Oh yes I did.

Should go: Ramiele

Will go: I’ve changed my mind since last night…now I think that either Kristy or Carly will go.

Best of the night: David Cook

If you didn’t get your link added last night, you can do that now…just add your specific URL to the Mr. Linky below. Thanks, y’all!

Edited to add: we had a little Mr. Linky malfunction (my fault, not Mr. Linky’s), so some of you may have to add your links again. I am so sorry. No kidding: this blog has given me a run for my money today. But that is okay. Because I’m totally putting it in time out and it had BETTER NOT talk back to me.

I Am Somewhat Tempted To Throw The Blog Out The Window

This is the second time today I’ve attempted to update you, the internets, on some terribly exciting behind-the-scenes bloggy info.

And by “terribly exciting,” of course, I mean, “so-boring-it’ll-make-your-eyeballs-roll-back-to-your-tonsils.”

But here’s the deal.

My web hosting people are upgrading their servers. And apparently when one upgrades one’s servers, it takes awhile for all the content to “propagate,” which as far as I know is just a fancy term for “show up,” but you probably shouldn’t look to me to explain anything tech-related. Ever.

So my ham hangover post has disappeared, as has last night’s AI post, and while ideally both of them should show up once all the propagation is said and done, I think the AI post may be done forever because today when I attempted to write the first WE’RE HAVING SOME TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES update, the blog gave that post the same URL as my AI post, because the blog thinks the AI post doesn’t exist right now.

Which means that the AI post has probably been overwritten.

And don’t get me wrong: I know that there was nothing special about that post. I mean, I wrote it WHILE I WAS WATCHING TV, for crying out loud. But a little part of me is sad that it’s gone forever – along with your links in the Mr. Linky – so I’m going to try to reconstruct it or recreate it or rejuvenate it and post it again later today.

I mean, what else do I have to do this afternoon? CLEAN? COOK? OH, I THINK NOT.

And I’m kidding. I’m actually about to start cooking a delicious pot roast for supper, and then I will unload the dishwasher.


So. That’s the latest here.

Good times. Noodle salad.

See y’all later.

Me & You & The World CD Giveaway Winners


So here are the ten lucky (PROVIDENTIAL!) winners of Dave BarnesMe & You & The World:

Comment #6 – Jenny (gmail email)
Comment #19 – Erica
Comment #46 – Tracey
Comment #70 – Christy
Comment #80 – Queen B
Comment #85 – Danielle
Comment #90 – Kelly
Comment #111 – Julia
Comment #181 – Melissa
Comment #190 – Joanna

Congratulations, everybody!

The Big Boo Cast, Episode Eleven

Now you may feel like we hardly ever podcast anymore. But the truth of the matter is that we record plenty of podcasts, but we don’t necessarily post them because, well, they’re lame. Or the sound’s even worse than usual. Or we were interrupted 421 times by preschoolers who wanted juice or Goldfish or whathaveyou while we were trying to record.

This week, however, we’re actually posting the WHOLE ENTIRE THING. Even though the sound’s still sort of bad because Big Mama and FryDaddy couldn’t hear me, but I could hear them fine, so I had to turn up my sound output, only on the podcast I’m VERY, VERY LOUD and they’re not as loud, only I wasn’t trying to be loud, and IS THERE AN A/V PERSON IN THE HOUSE?

Also: we laugh a sort of obnoxious amount at things that probably aren’t particularly funny. However, we’re always happy to cast on the pod with our buddy FryDaddy, who has all sorts of great perspective about American Idol and also manages not to SCREAM HIS HEAD OFF when Big Mama and I go ON and ON and ON about a pair of fab wedge sandals.

We also talk about music we loved in high school, Christy Nockels (SHOCK. SURPRISE.), our favorite AI moments of years’ past and our NCAA tourney picks, despite the fact that I had a devil of a time locating my bracket online.

It is also worth noting that Big Mama and I managed to record an entire podcast without mentioning our hair. Clearly the Lord has done a special work in our hearts.

And seriously, thanks for your patience with our sound limitations. Big Mama and I would like to tell you that we’re diligently working on our sound ish-ahs behind the scenes, but the truth of the matter is that we’re pretty much flying by the seat of our pants. However, when we are flying by the seat of our pants, we try to wear pants that are sassy. Because that’s important to us when podcasting.


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And as always, we thank you for your patronage.

A New Post. Such A Novel Concept.


1. Big Mama’s blog has moved to a brand new location. And she has a mighty sassy new design courtesy of Jules. And I recognize that you probably know all of this already, but I always try to err on the side of redundancy.

(Attention! Big Mama’s blog has moved!)

(See what I mean?)

2. I have been doing a lot of cooking for the last couple of days, which is why you’ve had to look at the post about unfortunate bedtime smells for the last forty eight hours. But all the cooking has reminded me that this recipe? And this one? Gold.

3. I’ve also made a couple of batches of cheese grits. And as I made the cheese grits, I wondered how many of you have never eaten grits before. Because grits are a bit of a staple in these parts. So perhaps some kind of informal survey is in order. Oh thank you.

4. So I’ve tried to not talk too much about the basketball for the last couple of weeks because I know that many of you don’t enjoy it when I talk about the basketball. But the problem with that is that I really, really QUADRUPLE LOVE the basketball, especially when my beloved Bulldogs are in the NCAA tournament, and even moreso when my beloved Bulldogs win their first-round tournament game.

Up next? A little team called Memphis.

They are sort of good.

5. There’s a new podcast on the way.


We probably won’t post it until Monday because, well, tomorrow is Easter, and somehow it seems wrong, all wrong to commemorate the day of Resurrection by asking you to listen to Big Mama, FryDaddy and me talk about American Idol.

So it’ll keep until Monday.

And we haven’t stopped recording podcasts, I promise – but the last two just have not been up to our lofty standards of mediocrity. Believe me when I tell you that our heart’s desire is to be the highest quality of all the low-quality podcasts (bonus points if you can name that reference), and we will settle for nothing less.

So be patient with us while we shoot for the shrubs.

6. I don’t really have a number six. But for some reason I do not want to end on an even number. Odd numbers are so much more interesting, don’t you think?

7. Happy Easter, everybody.

So That I Never Forget

Dear Alex,

A little over five years ago a nurse placed you in my arms for the first time. I knew in that moment that my life would never be the same, and I was right. Having you here has made life more fun and wonderful and rich than you can even imagine. You are, quite simply, the greatest blessing that your daddy and I have ever known.

Since you came into our lives we’ve experienced all sorts of immeasurably wonderful moments, and last night was no exception. Because as we were snuggling just before bedtime, getting ready to read one of your favorite stories, you rubbed your hands over your sleepy, sweet blue eyes, inhaled deeply, and uttered words that are pure poetry to any mother’s ears:

“Mama? My two fingers smell like poot!”

Such a tender moment. What a precious treasure.