5 good reasons to never watch TV ever again.

1. Simon Cowell has left American Idol. That show is hardly worth watching without him.

2. Lost is over. Nuff said.

3. Oprah is leaving. Obviously this is one of the signs of the times, and we all ought to just work on our food storage now, since there's probably not going to be much more time left for us.

4. Barbara Walters isn't going to be around forever. Do we all want to suffer that kind of heartbreak when we can't tune in to The View and hear her charming voice?

5. Every year, the Superbowl Halftime Show gets less awesome. Next thing you know, we'll be stuck watching a pre-recorded tape of the runners up of Reality TV Shows doing a collaboration of Ricky Martin songs and "Pants on the Ground."

TurtleBelt votes YES on Zach Anner. And you should too.

So, as many of you may know, Oprah is finally nearing the end of her show.

So, Before the rest of the signs of the Apocalypse manifest themselves on our earth, The Opes is going to give someone their own show.

People have been submitting videos to the Oprah website, trying to get the world to vote for them and make their little dreamy dreams a reality, via Oprah and her intensely magnificent power of the internets and television.

I stumbled upon Zach Anner's submission, and, my interest piqued, went to youtube to find out more.

THIS GUY IS FETCHING HILARIOUS.

Not kidding you.

I hold my own opinion pretty highly. Probably because it is my own. But I am pretty cool. I mean, just read my blog. The title of it is freaking "As Happy as a Turtle on a Conveyor Belt." You really cant get much cooler than that. Therefore, my opinion holds some weight. at least to the 14 people that read my blog. I'd like to think so anyways. So about Zach.

He has cerebral palsy, and is generally confined to a wheelchair, but that doesn't make a whole lot of difference. He has a ridiculously awesome sense of humor, and has literally made me laugh out loud genuinely for the first time in a while.

There are all these rumor circulating about how he's going to win purely because of the pity vote because of his condition.

Hello, Stupid People. Cerebral Palsy is purely a physical condition, which has literally no effect on one's mental capabilities. Its not like he has Down's syndrome. He's seriously clever, and hilarious, and I have found that I adore him.

Not to mention, as I have been informed, cerebral palsy is the sexiest of all palsies.

Whats not to like?

Please go and vote for him ASAP, this guy soooo deserves to have his own tv show. And John Mayer offered to write him a theme song if he wins. And me likey John Mayer. A lot.

Zach, if you and your cohorts ever find yourselves in the Salt Lake City, Utah area during the school year, or the Atlanta, Georgia area during the summer, We can go to Olive Garden.

Peace Out, A-Town Down.

Click Here to see Zach Anner

.....if, by some freakish stretch of the imagination, Zach Anner ends up reading this and I find out somehow, I might just have a joygasm.

Want to hear about the time I got carded at a PG-13 Movie?

Sure you do.

So a few weeks ago I went to see the A-Team at a theatre in Georgia. It was a Saturday night, and the movie started at 10pm.

I was meeting some friends, so I went ahead and bought my ticket at one of those automatic kiosks, and went inside. At the little podium where they rip your ticket, the girl, who was probably around my age, possibly even slightly younger, took my ticket.

She ripped it nonchalantly, but then glanced up at me. Her eyebrows furrowed.

"Uhh... Are you here with people?"

"Yeah, I've got some friends already in the theater, and there's a few more behind me getting their tickets..."

"K... um, are you 18?"

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhh...... yeah!!"

"Um, okay, go ahead, theater's on your right."

SCHWAT???

So I know its not exactly getting carded, but I was somewhat flabbergasted nonetheless.

Mostly, my thoughts were, do I look THAT young? Seriously? Its a PG-13 movie,dang-freaking-nabbit! I'm nearly 20!

I went into the theater and told my friends what had just happened. I was met with a few widened eyes and a lot of laughter.

Someone finally pointed out, "Its probably because the movie lets out after midnight. You know, what with the curfew for kids under 18 and all."

That made sense I guess, but I thought it was dumb nonetheless. I mean, I hope I woud at least pass for, like, 18. A few people have even told me I seem more mature than my age. Then again, they've been guys that I was on dates with... SO they were probably just sucking up.

Honestly, I oughta accept the fact that I look about 15 years old. This whole "looking younger than you are thing" isn't going to be useful until I'm at least 30.

Darn these youthful good looks.

This is my life.

There are a few things in my life that just make me feel... well, odd.

For example, I was watching the Bachelorette last week, [wahoo, the bachelorette, love love love love love it it it it it] and I suddenly realized that some of the guys that the girl Ali is dating on the show are the same age as many of the guys that I have dated at school, at home, etc, and that I actually have friends older than some of them. WEIRD.

I'm going to be two decades old this August. I choose to say 'two decades' over 'twenty years' because I feel like 'two decades' sounds much more sophisticated. Or something like that. I don't know.

I was at Target the other day, and I bought my own toothpaste. This makes me a big girl, if you wanted to know.

It is invigorating to know that I am going to be living with 5 completely new people come the time I return to Utah. It's like gambling. Playing roulette. I practically get high off of meeting new people and getting to start over. This sounds like I am on drugs. Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not. I don't know. WoooooOOOOOoooooOOOoOOoOOoooooOOOo...!

Did you ever realize that when you say the word "funk" enough times, It starts to cound really funny? Its the same wiht pretty much any word, actually, like basting or eleven or maroon.

I'm tired. Nighty night world.

Did you know...

that 314 Americans had buttock lift surgery in 1994.

You are all a little bit smarter now thanks to yours truly.

You're welcome.

Stuff That Goes on Your Head by Erin

I have too much time on my hands, as you may well know simply from reading, um, anything I've ever written on this blog.

Anywho, this spring I began making headbands, by taking a big ol box of junk from around my house and my mom's spare sewing supplies and one large glue gun, and sitting on the floor of my bedroom, and simply having at it.

Guess whaaaaaaat....

I'mma sell them now.

They are fairly cheap and affordable, so buy one. you know you want to.

Just contact me for more information, or look at my facebook page for mo info.

And enjoy these photos of some of my favorite creations.

Peace.