Grammy Redux

I have many things to say about this year's Grammy's, aka The Big Thigh Convention. (Not that I'm complaining- I'm just surprised I wasn't invited to celebrate)

But, first and foremost, did anyone else think Will I Am's tribute was reminiscent of any time you had to make up a poem about something when you were a kid- like on your dad's birthday or Thanksgiving or something? You'd stand up and read something about the day and, so cute- it rhymes! and everyone would cock their head and smile at how precious you are. Except Will I Am is a "performer" and not 8 years old. Lisa Simpson could've done better than that. Hell, Bart could've done better than that.