There’s this French guy who works at the farmers market by my house. He works at the apple stand. And he is French! I love him. He sells me apple cider and he calls me mademoiselle. Seriously. He’s like “Bonjour, mademoiselle!” “Good morning mademoiselle!” “You are here for ze apple cider, yes?” “Ah, thank you, mademoiselle! I will see you next week, no?” It makes me feel like I’m Belle from Beauty and the Beast in the beginning, when she’s walking through the village.
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Oh, to be in Europe in the late springtime. I never have been, but I fantasize about it. Yes, folks, it’s that time of year again – Eurovision. It’s the most magical time of year. Better than Christmas, better than Halloween, better than when a new Harry Potter book comes out. I honestly feel that my parents deprived me of two things in my life, and one of those things is being European and therefore able to participate in the Eurovision contest. The other thing, well, we’ll get to that eventually.
The thing about Eurovision is that, in Europe, they seem to mostly care about the “talented” participants. They’re the kinds of people who would win American Idol, if they were American. Those people are boring. I really don’t care about the ballads and the radio-friendly potential dance hits. Yeah, I like Abba and I think it’s great that they won in 1974. But I wouldn’t have voted for them. In my opinion, which is really what matters here, the best winner to date is Lordi in 2006
. You all know Lordi. It was big news when they won, because Lordi is a Finnish metal band with potentially Christian leanings. They kind of dress like Gwar, although I don’t think they would make potential band members die to join the band.
My favorite all-time entrant into the Eurovision contest is the second place winner from last year, from the Ukraine.
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