Thursday, April 26, 2007

My American Idol

Dear Bono:

I saw you on American Idol last night. I imagine, if I were a contestant (by some bloody miracle and a whole lot of Guiness), our meeting would have gone a little something like this:

Bono: Welcome. What will you be singing for me?

Me: Smiarhg297- duh...

Bono: I didn't quite catch that. I can tell you are nervous. What is your name?

Me: Um-uh, duh, duh, um-uh.

Bono: It says on your name tag: Heather, is that right?

Me: Urr, uh, uh-huh! (Beaming proudly because I finally said something!)

Bono: Why don't you start singing and I'll give you some pointers.

Me: "Am I getting better, or do I sound the same? Am I making it easier on your ears, or do I take the blame?"

Bono (to the camera): I don't quite know what to say. How about - Time for a Commercial Break???

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On a more serious note,

I applaud your efforts for poverty relief in the world. I am proud of you for using your talents and your fame to put a spotlight on a very serious issues and to put pressure on people to join you. Maybe we can end hunger and poverty.

Keep up the good work-

Your biggest fan

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Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Blogging for Bono

Dear Bono:

I had that dream again last night. You know, the one where I am at your concert, you see me in the crowd, and then you pull me on stage. We sing a duet - I am just fabulous, you are Irish and the crowd loves us both. Of course, that's because this is my dream. (In the reality version, we're both Irish, you sing fabulously, and I can't get my voice out - or at least I imagine that's how it would be.)

After the concert, you come over to my house and my husband and I make you and the boys a fabulous meal. You're all tired, and you love the home cooked meal. My kids love the duet you sing with mommy - and the fact that you have met Mickey Mouse is really impressive to them.

Of course, as with most dreams, I wake up. I have a smile on my face.

Someday, maybe we will meet.

Until then, I'll just write to you here.