Okay, not really.
I just have one question.
Corinne Bailey Rae and John Legend and John Mayer just performed together. Ms. Rae was resplendent in all her resplendent-ness. John Legend was Mr. Fabulous Dashing Singing Man. Both so effortless and fantastic. And then John Mayer had to go muss the aesthetic up by contorting himself in such a way that he appeared to be passing a kidney stone. Way to splash cold water on the whole thing, Johnny.
I guess that wasn't really a question.
Back to my post title. I may not be live at the Grammy's, but someone in the Nesting Ground household is live at the Grammy's. And his name rhymes with crousal tunit.
I am not jealous. I am not jealous. I am not jealous.
I am so jealous.