Too old for the Grammys

I didn’t watch the Grammys last night. I didn’t even feel a pang of regret, which is a telling sign of how I’ve grown up without even knowing it.

Back when I was in Jr. High, High School, and college, the American Music Awards (did they even happen yet?) and the Grammys were religious events. I’d read the magazines beforehand, and watch all of the pre-show entertainment hype programming. The AMAs were more fun — those winners and performers were more ‘pop,’ while the Grammys were always won by Eric Clapton and his more serious ilk.

In 1989, New Kids on the Block (for whom I would have taken a bullet for back then — I was 16) won the AMA best pop/rock album award. I felt as if my heart were about to explode! If I were a kid now, I think I’d enjoy the Grammys more. What with the Beyonces and the Evanescenceseseses performing and winning.

Even the promise of Dave Matthews (whom I would not take a bullet for — I’m past that — but whom I wouldn’t kick from my bed, either) couldn’t lure me into watching.

I did see a photo of Beyonce’s performance, and she has a gorgous bod. Nice and curvy, just like we girls should be. I’m sure People mag’s calling her fat. Hmm…come to think of it, I haven’t read People mag in years, either.

Work notes: Damon did the Best of South Jersey ballot for me. I’ll be getting that Flash file tomorrow. Still trudging through month-end numbers. Lunch was fab-u! Outlook improved. (My outlook, not MS Outlook) It’s an adventure!

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